I thought people should have a thread to post stories, real stories, about them being bullying. so we can help each other This text below is what I posted as a youtube comment so it is not all standard English:
I used to be bullied a lot, mainly verbal, but not all. It started about 7-8 years ago and has more or less stopped since 4 years ago. During that time I put on weight, lost all self confidence, and once tried to kill myself, and also got put on anger management because I punched this guy in the throat cause he made fun of me. Now I have good friends and I have pulled through. When I listen to this song I get tears in my eyes, just remembering some of the stuff. this started when I was about 8.
I used to get bullied. It's no fun getting ground into the dirt by someone with no self-worth, because insulting and assaulting people are the only things they'll ever be capable of.
Then I developed a mentality of "why the hell do I care what you think, you lousy piece of crap?"
Yeah, it seems anecdotally that bullying is on the rise. Actual physical bullying where the standard 1950's response of "just hit them back" doesn't seem to really do much except escalate the bullying.
I have to admit, this is happenign to a young person I know, and I am stumped on how I can help them handle it other than to be a good listener and be empathetic. The proper authorities all ready know, but can't be everywhere at once.
Easy E wrote:Yeah, it seems anecdotally that bullying is on the rise. Actual physical bullying where the standard 1950's response of "just hit them back" doesn't seem to really do much except escalate the bullying.
I have to admit, this is happenign to a young person I know, and I am stumped on how I can help them handle it other than to be a good listener and be empathetic. The proper authorities all ready know, but can't be everywhere at once.
Hitting back nowadays can be a big lose lose situation where I am.
We almost had a student excluded from College because he was bullied and struck back at his tormentors.
I used to get bullied, but could ignore it quite well, though once they bullied my brother I slammed the guy head first into a tree. Seemed to stop after that.
I never got bullied because I am rock. I did get some pressure though, because apparently I was "third hardest in the year" and then people wanted me to fight the "second hardest in the year" all the time! It was terribly stressful, so we practically got forced into having a fight on the back field and I thought I had put the issue to bed when I hit him over the head with a sock full of snooker balls and kicked him about the head and body until he lapsed into unconsciousness, but no.. then the hardest bloke in the year turns up and he has fingers like sausage's and a boots like Frankenstein.... us bully's have it tough as well you know!
On a serious note, try not to let bullying get you down, its just kids stuff, its a phase, and it goes away, there is always someone going through something similar, and you are never truly alone.
Easy E wrote:Yeah, it seems anecdotally that bullying is on the rise. Actual physical bullying where the standard 1950's response of "just hit them back" doesn't seem to really do much except escalate the bullying.
I have to admit, this is happenign to a young person I know, and I am stumped on how I can help them handle it other than to be a good listener and be empathetic. The proper authorities all ready know, but can't be everywhere at once.
Hitting back nowadays can be a big lose lose situation where I am.
We almost had a student excluded from College because he was bullied and struck back at his tormentors.
And the problem here is really the response of the college not the individual. Bullying is a frequent topic of discussion in our house. My wife is a teacher and I'm a soldier. My wife started out wit the current trend that a non violent response, faculty, and conselors could solve the problem. Now she's more or less with me, but more restrained. I would proudly enroll my son or daughter in a new school after being expelled for fighting a bully. Am I a bad person, I don't think so. It seems these days however that kids respond by attempting or committing suicide. So given the choice between buring my child and having them assault another child; I pick assault every time.
Bullies need to know there are consequnces for their actions, even if you lose a fight to them once you've broken a foot arch, nose, or crushed a tesicle that bully will find an easier target. The response of schools to bullying creates a false sense that the world is fair that sets them up to fail outside academia. No one is going to hold your hand if your boss or coworkers are mean to you, deal with it. So while I think fighting should be punished the severity should not start at expulsion. Your kids teachers know what's going on, and they do what they can. But when your kid has had enough and puts a stop to it their hands are tied? bs. The administrator need greater latitude in determining punishment, preferably with parental input.
The OP asked for stories I'm game. Growing up I was always small. Smallest kid in my class until the 6th grade small. Im legally blind so as a kid I wore huge coke bottle classes, and I have a birth defect in the form of a large scar, that forms a bald patch on my head. Recipe for success.
When I was 7 my mom and dad split and we moved to a different city. Two other kids in my grade who were bigger than me used to bully me at school. In class, on the playground, and on the way home. Insults, shoving, dumb pranks the worse. One day I was playing at the park and they came around. We basically lived a block apart. The neighborhood kids were playing freeze tag and somehow that turned into these two kids beating my ass. I came home with a broken lip, a bloody nose, and a shiner and my grandfather was livid. I'm pretty sure had those kids still been there it would have been the end of them, but they weren't.
My eldest brother (who is about 12 years older than me) basically told me that similar stuff happened to him as a kid, he also gave me a reasonable solution. The next time the two kids started pegging rocks off my head on the way home I did what they didn't expect. I dropped my gak and charged them. Suffice to say a couple decades later details are thin. I remember That fighting two to one odds wasn't any easier then than it is now...but choosing when and where to fight gives a distinct advantage. I got hurt, but so did they. Much much worse. They never bothered me again. A few years later in highschool I saw one of those two, about half my size by then, and I remember thinking I should beat his ass for all the trouble he ever caused me. But I didn't because there was really no reason, you can call it the highroad if you want I call it a lack of provocation.
Pretty much from then on I made it clear that I wouldn't put up with being fethed with. Maybe I raised my hand too much in class and enjoyed D and D too much but I never had a problem with bullies I couldn't solve. Now instead of being a small guy I'm on the big side, and according to my wife and her family "scary." I smile, laugh, and I enjoy life and friends. But I'm still always rooting for the little guy. So that's my story about being bullied. Someday I'm sure my kids will have problems and I'll remember what it felt like, hopefully there's a way they can make it stop that's a lot less painful.
AustonT wrote:So while I think fighting should be punished the severity should not start at expulsion. Your kids teachers know what's going on, and they do what they can. But when your kid has had enough and puts a stop to it their hands are tied? bs. The administrator need greater latitude in determining punishment, preferably with parental input.
I agree entirely.
Fortunately it was resolved before it got there, but it came close.
Reminded me of another incident where a lecturer was abusing a student verbally, day in day out, and this was a kid who'd had a frankly terrible home life. Eventually he snapped, went to hit the lecturer, stopped himself and walked out.
He was hauled up before a investigating committee who were deciding whether or not to exclude him. It's not your usual bullying that, usually most people will discuss students bullying students I find, but working at it from the other end I've seen some absolutely terrible abuse from other lecturers towards their students. I mean, I've sometimes felt like letting rip on some, but I don't. Maybe as I'm a trainee I just haven't got the chops yet.
Bullying ruined my life. I was bullied throughout Primary School and Secondary School to the point of attempted suicide, psychiatrist sessions, breakdowns, spiralling depression, and having to stay in staff lounges through some breaks and lunches as well as classes, some of which were unbearable. I was verbally and physically abused and didn't have friends so much as simply hang out in groups for safety of numbers.
What happened to the people who did it? Nothing bar one guy who threw a heavy textbook at the back of my head and didn't see the teacher watching, getting suspended (and later expelled, but not for that). Since only students witnessed it, nothing ever got done, simply because word was taken and investigations were not made. I was attacked on the way back from a short trip, in front of the whole class, and what happened? Nobody spoke up, and they just ended up having to walk with the teacher - Oh the severity of their punishment!
Going into College, I had a reputation of being depressed, lazy, unhealthy, unclean, and essentially a huge nobody. Add the fact that I was led on by someone I cared for (and for some reason still care for) very deeply, and absolutely crushed during the summer of my GCSEs, and it's not a huge leap to say that I fell far short of my capabilities education wise, and it was a giant uphill struggle just to get Cs cross the board (well, 7 Cs and 2 Bs, but had I not spent such a large amount of my school life being tormented by untouchable people, they could easily have been As).
So much could have been done early on, but it wasn't. Their idea of dealing with bullies you requested not to learn of your identity was to have you shake their hand after they apologised with the least sincerity possible. Shaking hands is for 5 year olds who called each other poo-poo heads, not for little gaks who kicked your knees in to see if you actually had a mdeical condition, or lifted you up against your will to see how little you weighed before they spat accusations of anorexia into your face, or threw bits of food at you over the course of lunchtimes to the point where you're a laughing stock and one more piece away from snapping (he had to type me up an insincere letter of apology - oh how he regretted his actions /sarcasm).
Being called every name under the sun, being shoved and poked and prodded and laughed at as you walked past. Having people feint attacks just to watch you flinch and cower. It messes with your mind. 2 And a half years after I left compulsory education, I still experience common involuntary movements whenever someone raises their arm or their hand near me, or when someone is throwing something even partially in my direction and i'm not participating in anything (tennis, basketball and things are fine, since I know I can just hit the ball back, or i'm meant to catch it, but if someone throws it to someone next to me or behind me, my instinct is 'cower').
Now i'm left trying to pick up the pieces of my life and glue them back together. I've got qualifications from an apprenticeship that nobody is interested in, despite them being sought after. I'd have to pay for any A levels I want to take, since it's taken me the last few years of my free education to even get my confidence back. I've turned into a narcissistic, pessimistic, flying purple people hater, and whilst I was once trusting, i'm now overly suspicious of everyone, and simply cynical.
All this is being done whilst I hear how my tormentors have all the A Levels they want and are now in University and enjoying employment. It's a huge kick in the teeth.
Unfortunately, there is feth all being done to combat bullying. Kids have far too many rights. My brother was bullied and sworn at in arabic repeatedly, and nothing got done. He eventually snapped and replied back with a minor racial slur, and was suspended, pending action from his infuriated parents. The same kid who bullied him also managed to get away with biting me.
Schools are terrified of angry parents, and usually the angriest parent gets their way. Their little precious boy Bruce would never harm a fly, so why on Earth would would he stick that whiny little troublemaker Timmy's head in the toilet and flush it? Timmy's parents should be ashamed at raising such a liar! Timmy must be punished for lying!
Nothing is done unless someone with authority witnesses it, and even then it depends on whether or not they're scared of the student and/or their parents. When students can rule the schools out of fear, something is horrifically wrong with the discipline (or lack thereof) levels, but unless somebody is knifed or shot or makes the local paper, it's deemed a practical non-issue, and ignored.
I tried to get bullied once or twice. I rolled with it. The one time a dude was going to beat the gak out of me I ran towards the faculty offices and just stood in front of them and dared the dude. He didn't make a move for some reason. That was as far as it ever got.
I was only ever bullied by one guy. When I was a freshmen, he was a senior, and we had the same math class......go ahead, think on it for a moment.....you got it! He was a complete and total idiot. I think the only reason he messed with me was honestly, because I sat infront of him in math...that was it. And it was just dumb gak like flicking my hair, and sticking staples to the back of shirt and so on.
Honestly, its one of those things where I really think it might of been that whole "he picks on you because he likes you thing. *shudders* The guy was total dick and for no reason even. I ended up telling my oldest brother about it, and he took care of the problem. Im not saying, go out and find a bigger tougher dude, and have them kick teef in, but it certainly worked out in my case
My Dad raised me alone after my mum died young so I had an extrmely masculine upbringing, no female influence, its why im such an emotionless savage.
My old man was always scrapping, he had a repuration as a known man in town, and as a result he was stupidly macho as well, and he always taught me to clock people, he never ever said "it takes more of a man to walk away" he said "Hit the fether first!" and "When your older son, go for the chin to put a man down, but as a kid, just go for as much blood as possible by smashing their nose in, it frightens lads your age!"
But he always told me never to be a bully and I never was. I never had the courage to step in and stop other people I didn't know from being bullied as a teenager, but not once did I ever pick on a kid. I fought with other people who thought they were tough and that in itself was pretty stressful though!
It therefore has to be the upbringing by the parents. You can teach a child self defence and confidence whilst giving them discipline and teaching them right from wrong. Chav scum drag their kids up and instil no moral fibre in them at all. Its almost like you cant even blame the bullies as far as im concerned. Kids are fething stupid, and they look to their parents for guidance. Thats why I was a semi thug, because when I was 13 I did everything my dad told me because I thought he was a genius and I looked up to him so much.
Genuinely sad stories though, I might have missed out on a gentle loving mother, and my old man was utterly non emotional, but at least I never worried about getting bullied.
Anyway to add some merriment to this somewhat depressing thread, I shall spin a heart warming story of revenge and retribution.
The only time I ever got "bullied" in a way was when I was in the Territorial A at 16, and the older corporal who was like.. 27 maybe? Used to give me gak details and needlessly talk to me like scum all the time.
It never got physical cos even at 16 id have stuck one on him if he tried it, but I really hated the guy.
Anyways, I am childish and my Dad always taught me to bear a grudge.
I saw him in a club in Middlesbrough about 4 years ago.. your talking, what, 12 years since I last saw him?
I went handed my pint to a girl we were with and marched up and went "remember me?" and he went "er.. no"
This confused me momentarily as I expected an argument and the opportunity to vent my rage upon him. However, not to allow diaglogue to sway my path, after a confused 5 second delay I then hit him about 6 times in quick succession. And he hit the floor and made no attempt to rise.
The bouncers then leapt on me, got me in a ridiculous headlock and dragged me to the exit for my customary beating, and which point I (white lie) said "he used to bully me at school!" the bouncers all looked at each other and one grinned sheepishly and said "Well you got the last laugh then son, now feth off elsewhere!"
And I met my friends again afterwards.. the lassie didnt manage to smuggle my pint out though, curse her!
I felt a wee bit guilty about it afterwards when I thought he may to this day have absolutely no idea why he was randomly assaulted by a stranger, but.. he deserved it honest!
I was walking down the sidewalk one day with an ice cream cone and a copy of the latest Redbook magazine when Mattyrm came up and knocked the ice cream out of my hand, gave me a wedgie, and took my Redbook. I don't even think he read it afterward becuase when I asked him about what was in the gardening tips later at the pub he seemed like he had no idea what I was talking about.
Frazzled wrote:You need to write a book of your many upstanding adventures.
Coming soon in volume two..
Matty gets viscously beaten by a 22 stone man after drunkenly believing he could defeat him in unarmed combat as it was all "redundant blubber"
Said 22 stone man shifted his ample girth with surprising agility and punched me in the neck, before getting me in a bear hug, and head butting me 40 times.
Concussion and the resulting memory loss prevents me from finishing this volume.
The new kid in school was my bully, oddly enough. He was a sophmore, and I was a Freshman. He was 5'9 built pretty well, and I was 5'6, and chubby. Not fat, but chubby.
Now, the thing you have to know to preface this is that I don't have a lot of male friends. The majority of the people I hang out with have periods and boobs. It's been like this since as long as I can remember.
So, the new kid decides that because I'm small, chubby, have a high voice, make weird feminine taunts (Nuh uh, Girlfriend! *Snap, snap*) and hang out with mostly girls, that I'm gay. Of course, this being High School, and him being a sophmore, he has more weight than I do. So for my Freshman year, people called me things like [see forum posting rules], queer-bo, and gay. I was devastated, and a lot of my guy friends (Who I wasn't really that close to anyway) left me. I was left with girls and my close guy friends. This, of course, only furthered the fact that people thought I was gay. I barley made any friends, was constantly taunted and hit, and the teachers could have given less of a gak.
Come this year. First day of Sophmore year, I see the prick. He's yakking it up with his buds, and I walk over and tap him on the shoulder. He turns around. The small Chubby kid has grown 6 inches and 40 pounds of muscle over the summer. He looks at me, and runs. Of course, I just laugh, and give chase.
I get suspended for 3 days for kicking him in his smug ass face. Of course, the gay jokes are over, and people know not to poke the bear.
Moral of the story: Learn a fighting sport so you can fight. The teachers will tell you that "Oh, no, it's wrong." bs. I would have been Faggatron for the rest of high school if the kid didn't chip his fething teeth on my boots.
I never get to deal with bullying being a trainee, it just gets handed up to my mentor.
Probably because she knows me very well. I like suggesting bad things, as I have a special place in my heart for bullies. It is not a good special place.
I used to get "bullied" I suppose, back when I was in primary school and was basically the fat kid. Then I got to high school, and being the fat kid turned into "Hey, you would make a good defensive lineman." That, and some (a lot) of working out turned me into a relatively popular kid. Then college happened, and being the guy that knows way too much about pop culture (and more working out) got me lots of dates. Its funny how time, and context, changes how people perceive you.
But yeah, my parents were always sure to instill in me that, when someone comes at you, you make them regret it. Or, as my dad used to say, "Fight for keeps."
Bullying happens. ITs sad but true.
bullying is annoying and can't be avoided. I got bullied for three years of my life, they are now friends with me after they got past the whole aussie thing.
Asherian Command wrote:Bullying happens. ITs sad but true.
bullying is annoying and can't be avoided. I got bullied for three years of my life, they are now friends with me after they got past the whole aussie thing.
The foreign kids in my school are revered, and get girls like it's going out of style.
Asherian Command wrote:Bullying happens. ITs sad but true.
bullying is annoying and can't be avoided. I got bullied for three years of my life, they are now friends with me after they got past the whole aussie thing.
Many things happen that are "sad but true".
We should still do our best to minimise them though. At this moment in time schools/colleges here are held in fear of parents screaming at them and making a big issue of things. I also wouldn't pin it entirely on parents, but also on teachers/lecturers. Whilst yes, I think parents should be sorting the little buggers out at home, at school they should receive consistent discipline. At a college, this is rarely the case. I've had students when I taught them ICT acting like badly behaved baboons, and when I enquire to their other lecturers on the classes behaviour, I get massively varying responses as to what's acceptable of the students.
No offence to them, but singing outloud as a class in the middle of the IT block does offend the Head of Deparment somewhat. Singing and dancing around a crowded cafeteria whilst their lecturers look on in approval also does offend the Principal.
All in all though, it's never only one reason or cause to why a student misbehaves. Not "just the teachers" or "just the parents", but usually a lot of things. Including as my mentor likes to say "Kids can be little ****s".
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Chowderhead wrote:I do find it interesting how the teachers are abhorring violence for the students, while "mediation" does jack gak.
MrDwhitey wrote:All I can really say to that matty is "Wow".
I'm not old or independant enough yet to do act on my grudge with my dad, and I probably wouldn't hit him either.
It's not as satisfying as you might think it is. I got close with my dad once, we were arguing and I shot in an picked him up, it were pretty hulk style. I had to put him down without throwing him. I think I was 16 at the time 5'4 and around 160lbs, my dads 6'1 and about 135. Since then our relationship has become much more adult. My mother is the one that coldcocked me into unconsciousness, she's 5'2 and 155. She taught me a lot or valuable lessons in life, not the least of which: Dutch mothers are evil and not to fethed with.
Chowderhead wrote:I do find it interesting how the teachers are abhorring violence for the students, while "mediation" does jack gak.
Asherian Command wrote:Bullying happens. ITs sad but true.
bullying is annoying and can't be avoided. I got bullied for three years of my life, they are now friends with me after they got past the whole aussie thing.
My lovely wife finally told one of the little girls in her Library club that if administration doesn't do anything about her bully that a sharp step to the foot arch will probably solve her problem and can look like an accident.
I love her so much.
Asherian Id probably give you endless gak too, Aussies. Only one step above the French, and somewhere at or below Canucks. Wink.
Asherian Command wrote:Bullying happens. ITs sad but true.
bullying is annoying and can't be avoided. I got bullied for three years of my life, they are now friends with me after they got past the whole aussie thing.
The foreign kids in my school are revered, and get girls like it's going out of style.
I am Foreign. I was born in the states. But I was a naturalized Citizen of Australia. Then I moved back here.... for a better education system. That is it....
They didn't get it like most childern. I think this is the main reason why I don't go to social events because I feel like i might be made fun of. Thats why I only join groups that are outside of school and are not from my area.
Teenagers are ers lets face it. We can be vile, we can be as bad as an adult.
I was bullied since i started school at age 5 all the way up to when i was 16 and in year 10.
The primary school bulling was just your average name calling, occational getting pushed into mud and what not. I look back now and chuckle at myself but back then it was big deal.
When i hit year 7 (im not sure what that is in other countries... i was 13 so make your conclutions.) I ran afoul of some douche who was a few year levels above me. For 2 years he relentlessly bullied me. Made my life about as close to hell as it can get. The school wouldnt do anything because they could never catch him in the act (not that they tried very hard) and he rarely left any noticeable marks, he never hit me in the face, just in the shoulders and sometimes he would give me a shot in the spine or in the kidneys if he was having a bad day. Now this happened every day at lunch time without fail. When class broke for lunch i would try and stay in the classroom and do work for as long as possible because i knew what was coming and when i couldnt stay in the classroom any longer i would make a beeline straight for the canteen which was the one place that was constantly under teacher supervision but he would always get me. Sooner or later the teachers would switch shifts and in the minute or less bewteen he would grab me. Lunch time used to be my favourite time of the day, i always looked foward to it. My new favourite time of day is 3:30 in the afternoon. Care to hazard as to why? These guys used to do everything to me. If you can think of something a bully might do then chances are this guy and his cronies did it to me. Threw me into the urnianls in the toilets, punched and kicked, smooshed rotten food in my bag and desk, etc, etc, so on and so forth. Now im not entirely innocent here. About 6 months in i started to antagonize these guys hoping that they just might put me out of my misery. It worked to an extent i suppose.
Anyway back to bullying. One lunch time just before the end of the year Mr. Douche hunts me down and decides he sick of seeing me everyday. So after pushing me around for a few minutes he picks me up and raises me above his head (in a rather comical fasion i might add), he then drops me on this protruding knee. I think its a wrestling move called the backbreaker or something... Anyway he broke two of my ribs and the doctor said i was lucky he didnt break my spine.
Fast foward a couple of months. New year, I've switched schools and im kinda happy at this point. I've made a few new friends, in particular this one girl who happend to be the younger sister of the school meathead (I can really pick em cant i?). He didnt take the same shine to me his little sis did. So i spent the next year getting my arse kicked around the place. The teachers at this school actually did something this time and suspended him and although it didnt make much of a difference i appreaciated the effort. So one day im chatting with his sister and he comes waltzing up to me, shoves me off the chair i was sitting on and pins me against the wall, arm pinning each shoulder. Now i dont want to that i snapped coz thats just a little too cliched for my liking, but its what happend. I threw my head foward and headbutted him right in the face. He dropped me and i bapped him twice in the face while hes clutching his nose. Im not particully proud of laying him out. Now i was expecting him to stand back up and go to town on me but what he did shocked me more then the time i touched an electric fence. He stands up and says "nicely done". He says "Your an annoying little er but i respect you because you stood up for youself and you got one in on me."
We're now great friends... Dont ask why or how coz im not sure. We just are. He still threatens to kill me if i touch his sister though but its a joke threat now... i think...
Now for the sad part. That many years of torture isnt without its lasting effects. While i now have a hide as thick as a landraider thanks to years of verbal abuse it has turned me into a bit of an emotionless robot. I find it hard to keep a long lasting relationship because i dont communicate and it always appears that i dont care no matter what the situation is. People who knew me when i was little now see me as really strange and distant. Plus thanks to years of physical abuse im as skittish as a mouse. If anyone nearby makes any sudden movement i instinctively throw my hands up as if im blocking an incoming punch.
Anyway sorry for the text wall. Just thought i'd share.
Hi fellow Dakka members. I have been bullied before, and I reckon it was the worst thing that happened in my life. Every time I think back, I cry. I'm Leon and this is my story.
It happened in my primary school. It started grade 4. I was the new kid, and tried to find myself some friends. I did. But in term 3, everything started to go wrong. My friends that I made were: Richard Chen( The main bully, a slow who watches p***) Hiroto Katserwugawa (A tall japanese cigarette*** that is scared of teachers) Alan Zhang ( A person that just came from china and is very boastful) Derek He ( fat bit** that made rude jokes and comments. Watches p*** with eddie and richard) Eddie ( person that loves watching p***)
Back then, I didn't know how bad they are and made friends with them. In the 3rd term, they started ditching me, both in class and recess. Later on, they started to call me the 'unwanted bug' and say I'm just a annoying buzz in their ears. Then it got more physical, and they shoved me around, pushed me, threw stones and sticks at me. They made fun of me and called me a slave. They will lift me up and laugh at how weak I was. Especially derek, he made fun of me in the most rudest ways. They also tried dakking me in front of girls, and they even tried to shove me out of the windows in our school. It was unbearable torment to suffer it everyday at school. It got worse and worse until they even chased after me after school and hit me. When it was my birthday, I invited my other friends, and they black-mailed them, telling them to say they are coming but don't, otherwise they will bully them. It was then I cried at my birthday, just me and my parents and sisters. It was not until term 3 grade 5 my parents found out and told the school. The school couldn't do anything but give them a warning and tell them not to next time. But still they harass me, yet not over the top.
I feel like the damage has been already done. I became a shy, self-concentrated boy instead of the old self that jokes and laughs. My happy part of me is dead, and everyday I feel sad and nothing but sad. I feel old, feeble and as if life os worthless. I feel like as if I've seen it all and can never laugh again...
Leon wrote:Hi fellow Dakka members. I have been bullied before, and I reckon it was the worst thing that happened in my life. Every time I think back, I cry. I'm Leon and this is my story.
It happened in my primary school. It started grade 4. I was the new kid, and tried to find myself some friends. I did. But in term 3, everything started to go wrong. My friends that I made were: Richard Chen( The main bully, a slow who watches p***) Hiroto Katserwugawa (A tall japanese cigarette*** that is scared of teachers) Alan Zhang ( A person that just came from china and is very boastful) Derek He ( fat bit** that made rude jokes and comments. Watches p*** with eddie and richard) Eddie ( person that loves watching p***)
Back then, I didn't know how bad they are and made friends with them. In the 3rd term, they started ditching me, both in class and recess. Later on, they started to call me the 'unwanted bug' and say I'm just a annoying buzz in their ears. Then it got more physical, and they shoved me around, pushed me, threw stones and sticks at me. They made fun of me and called me a slave. They will lift me up and laugh at how weak I was. Especially derek, he made fun of me in the most rudest ways. They also tried dakking me in front of girls, and they even tried to shove me out of the windows in our school. It was unbearable torment to suffer it everyday at school. It got worse and worse until they even chased after me after school and hit me. When it was my birthday, I invited my other friends, and they black-mailed them, telling them to say they are coming but don't, otherwise they will bully them. It was then I cried at my birthday, just me and my parents and sisters. It was not until term 3 grade 5 my parents found out and told the school. The school couldn't do anything but give them a warning and tell them not to next time. But still they harass me, yet not over the top.
I feel like the damage has been already done. I became a shy, self-concentrated boy instead of the old self that jokes and laughs. My happy part of me is dead, and everyday I feel sad and nothing but sad. I feel old, feeble and as if life os worthless. I feel like as if I've seen it all and can never laugh again...
Oh, s**t. Dude, you had it tough. My advice: Just succeed in life to show them that you are better than them. How long ago was this? If it still continues, you might want to consider relocating.
We have to do bullying lessons, and now( In america) bullyingis mostly verbal, Unless mexicans jump you which dosn't happen often and you dont know the donkey-caves names, and I learned from 3rd grade when bullying[Verbal] devastated me, so I learned how to get em back. Yo momma jokes, gay jokes, etc. 8th grade, I still get teased,but im not the defenseless kid with the gut they thought I was. I can cuss my way out of a fight, as I am a pasifist. I did get in a fight with this other kid, Beaver because of his massive a** braces. The fight ended with him crying and blood gushing from the mouth, and me a little roughed up. Somehow -I- lost the fight when he called it off, and was CRYING! Whatvever his fata** quick bullying me after that. He moved at the end of 7th grade.
Wow, I can't believe a lot of the stuff you guys have been through, it's just terrible :( My girlfriend I didn't meet until a few years ago and she had to deal with bullying her whole life. She didn't actually have one single friend until she got into high school, and by the 10th grade she couldn't take it anymore and dropped out. She said to me that she had made attempts at killing herself (Pills, mostly) because she just didn't want to have to go to school the next day, and not ever again. Whenever I think of that story I always wish that I could have been there to stick up for her... But now she has quite a lot of friends, and she's pretty damn happy with where she's at in life - so I'm definitely glad that everthing worked out in the end.
Anyway, story time. I like to think that during my school years I always stood up for the little guy, generally if there was any fight going on I'd be the one to try and step up to the plate and call it off. I wasn't a bully, never have been and on that note I've never been a 'big' person but I knew how to defend myself, both physically and mentally. I think the fact that I was 5'9" by the time I was 16 contributed to that (I'm just over 6'1" now) but regardless - I do have a story to tell, but not from my 'own' experience. Back in high school, there was a person in our grade called Patrick and he had some minor mental problems, he was an extremely smart kid and always nice to people and my friends and pretty much our entire grade showed the same respect. The kids in the lower years though always liked to make fun of him though, verbal abuse and little annoying things (Taking his hat and running off with it, or putting zip lock ties onto his bag - stuff like that) but the majority of the time it was the one boy with little kid syndrome. I'm sure a lot of you people had that one kid at your school(s) who was pretty puny but always tried to act tough.
Anyway, whenever this would happen people in my year would step up and tell them to back off... But sometimes people just don't learn their lesson (Of course) I happened to be in the area when he was picking on him, he was verbally abusing him, his friends were following along laughing at his antics and all Patrick was doing was just walking to his next class, I walked up to the kid, picked him up by his collar and pushed him up against to the nearest wall, yelling in his face to back off or I'll tear him a new one. So keep in mind I'm about 5'9" at this time, and the kid was barely scraping 5 feet. I let him go and he started crying out of sheer fright (At least I imagine) being humiliated infront of his friends and ran off, needless to say his friends walked off as if they had seen nothing. Some people might say that the approach I took would be considered bullying in a sense, but I disagree. There are just some people out in the world who will not get the point unless you physically threaten them to not do something - in this case, it was this boy.
Throughout the years he'd still get the occasional bullying from the other kids, but I'll never, ever forget our graduation. We had a video going with pictures of people in our year level and a couple of clips wound in there... Every time a picture or a clip would come up with Patrick in it, our entire year would erupt into cheering, clapping and whistling, and the same thing happened when he walked up on stage to accept his graduation certificate. After everyone had gotten their certificates and photos done with family we all did a group shot just piled around - with Patrick square in the middle of everyone, arms around the closest two people with the biggest smile on his face. I love that photo so much, I still have it on my computer. I still keep in contact with Patrick every now and again, and last time I spoke to him he had completed his course in I.T. and is now working full time for a university, and couldn't be happier with where he's at now.
Sorry that the story kind of got a bit off track, but I hope you enjoyed it nonetheless.
Leon wrote:Hi fellow Dakka members. I have been bullied before, and I reckon it was the worst thing that happened in my life. Every time I think back, I cry. I'm Leon and this is my story.
It happened in my primary school. It started grade 4. I was the new kid, and tried to find myself some friends. I did. But in term 3, everything started to go wrong. My friends that I made were: Richard Chen( The main bully, a slow who watches p***) Hiroto Katserwugawa (A tall japanese cigarette*** that is scared of teachers) Alan Zhang ( A person that just came from china and is very boastful) Derek He ( fat bit** that made rude jokes and comments. Watches p*** with eddie and richard) Eddie ( person that loves watching p***)
Back then, I didn't know how bad they are and made friends with them. In the 3rd term, they started ditching me, both in class and recess. Later on, they started to call me the 'unwanted bug' and say I'm just a annoying buzz in their ears. Then it got more physical, and they shoved me around, pushed me, threw stones and sticks at me. They made fun of me and called me a slave. They will lift me up and laugh at how weak I was. Especially derek, he made fun of me in the most rudest ways. They also tried dakking me in front of girls, and they even tried to shove me out of the windows in our school. It was unbearable torment to suffer it everyday at school. It got worse and worse until they even chased after me after school and hit me. When it was my birthday, I invited my other friends, and they black-mailed them, telling them to say they are coming but don't, otherwise they will bully them. It was then I cried at my birthday, just me and my parents and sisters. It was not until term 3 grade 5 my parents found out and told the school. The school couldn't do anything but give them a warning and tell them not to next time. But still they harass me, yet not over the top.
I feel like the damage has been already done. I became a shy, self-concentrated boy instead of the old self that jokes and laughs. My happy part of me is dead, and everyday I feel sad and nothing but sad. I feel old, feeble and as if life os worthless. I feel like as if I've seen it all and can never laugh again...
Hey, Leon I sent some bullying advice in your OT thread I think you should read it. Let me know if you have anymore questions.
I was bullied a lot in elementary school. Only white kid, taller and fatter than anyone else in the school.
Everyday I had to hear something about my appearance then there was the occasional family insult. "Your mom is a slut.", "Your family is trash." That one was the most amusing, in reality it was quite the opposite. And a long list of other things.
I would have things thrown at, wet pieces of paper, soda cans, rocks, etc.
My parents talked to the teacher about this and said she would handle it. She never did.
I skipped many days of school to avoid the humiliation and torment of some of those kids.
One day a kid and his little toadies stole my pokemon cards. He said if I wanted them back I had to fight him for it on a Friday after school near the "Big Tree".
I agreed. Never been in a fight up until that point. I was nearly twice his size, but he had his little gang with him.
I guess you could say I may have snapped the night before. I put in a led pipe into my backpack and a can of my friend's father's pepper spray which he "borrowed" (He was a cop).
That day of the fight I didn't bother trying to talk to them. I walked up, peppered all 3 of them and beat them relentlessly with the led pipe. Took back what was mine and found a pocket knife in one of their bags. Threw that in the sewer along with their text books and other personal items.
Never been bullied since then. 2 of my friends and I were suspended for duct tapping a kid to a chair in the janitors closet for making fun of the special education students in our high school.
It's funny as the wargame-playing theater kid I've really never been seriously bullied, but I'm pretty sure I wouldn't react well to it. Hell, I get defensive when people even jokingly take my stuff, like "OLOLOL Is this yours? Mine now! HAHAHA *hands back*" I don't really know why, but I seem like recently I've become very physically paranoid and aware of everything everyone does to the point where I find it almost impossible to break the touch barrier and such. My philosophy's pretty simple, really. All's in good fun, but you start being a scum-sucking belligerent dill weed at me for no reason and you're going to get a right hook right in the face. I don't need to put up with anyone's gak.
Avatar 720 wrote:
2 And a half years after I left compulsory education, I still experience common involuntary movements whenever someone raises their arm or their hand near me, or when someone is throwing something even partially in my direction and i'm not participating in anything (tennis, basketball and things are fine, since I know I can just hit the ball back, or i'm meant to catch it, but if someone throws it to someone next to me or behind me, my instinct is 'cower').
This.
I get this too. People are weirded out by it. They can't seem to understand despite my slightly "aggressive" outward appearance (a rather well built, tall and shaven headed individual) I've not always looked like that and my puppy dog like demeanor will always take centre stage.
I'm goddamn 27 years old and yet this is still an involuntary reaction to things that happened over 10 years ago. My friends just don't understand it, being bullied practically every year of my school life for being a little... different and going against the grain (incidentally the ladies found it charming when I was at Uni. Go figure). It IS incredibly annoying, esp. with women, who in general have a predilection for touching and I will flinch sometimes if my arm is touched unexpectedly.
Thanks bullies you've fethed up my life with this.
Leon wrote:Hi fellow Dakka members. I have been bullied before, and I reckon it was the worst thing that happened in my life. Every time I think back, I cry. I'm Leon and this is my story.
It happened in my primary school. It started grade 4. I was the new kid, and tried to find myself some friends. I did. But in term 3, everything started to go wrong. My friends that I made were: Richard Chen( The main bully, a slow who watches p***) Hiroto Katserwugawa (A tall japanese cigarette*** that is scared of teachers) Alan Zhang ( A person that just came from china and is very boastful) Derek He ( fat bit** that made rude jokes and comments. Watches p*** with eddie and richard) Eddie ( person that loves watching p***)
Back then, I didn't know how bad they are and made friends with them. In the 3rd term, they started ditching me, both in class and recess. Later on, they started to call me the 'unwanted bug' and say I'm just a annoying buzz in their ears. Then it got more physical, and they shoved me around, pushed me, threw stones and sticks at me. They made fun of me and called me a slave. They will lift me up and laugh at how weak I was. Especially derek, he made fun of me in the most rudest ways. They also tried dakking me in front of girls, and they even tried to shove me out of the windows in our school. It was unbearable torment to suffer it everyday at school. It got worse and worse until they even chased after me after school and hit me. When it was my birthday, I invited my other friends, and they black-mailed them, telling them to say they are coming but don't, otherwise they will bully them. It was then I cried at my birthday, just me and my parents and sisters. It was not until term 3 grade 5 my parents found out and told the school. The school couldn't do anything but give them a warning and tell them not to next time. But still they harass me, yet not over the top.
I feel like the damage has been already done. I became a shy, self-concentrated boy instead of the old self that jokes and laughs. My happy part of me is dead, and everyday I feel sad and nothing but sad. I feel old, feeble and as if life os worthless. I feel like as if I've seen it all and can never laugh again...
Well your thread is locked so I'll just post my response here:
"Some words of advice first off when someone bullies you the best thing to do is to show no reaction to them whatsoever bullies love to see dramatic reactions the more boring you are to them the less likely
they'll enjoy making you miserable. Think of bullies as internet trolls, trolls are deliberately trying to cause inflammatory remarks in order to get attention just like bullies, so don't feed the trolls or in this case the
bullies. Second, watching porn does not make someone a slow there's some good stuff out there. Thirdly, for some people life doesn't get real good until there 30's you're still young so don't worry too
much about what's happening now in a few years you'll probably go through several dramatic life changes in a such a short amount of time anyways, the friends I started out with in high school are completely
different than the ones I ended with. Here's to hoping for the best."
This isn't really a bullying incident as it was more a bullies getting brayed. Year 7 of school. There was this chav who though he was git hard and made fun of and bullied people. And my friend really hated him so after a while they both got into a fight. The chav who thought he was second hardest in the year though he would walk it. Unfortunatly for him my friend ,who doesn't act hard or any thing he just is, absoloutly cracked him all over. Everyone was there too and saw him get brayed. That was 3 years ago now but my guess is that it would be the same story if they were to fight again. So now my friend is second hardest in the year and most people know it.
Another time the hardest in our year who is a chav tried to square off with our P.E teacher. And our P.E teach isn't a small man. About 200x stronger than the chav. That was last year.
I remember last year this chav who is really soft tried to be hard flicking one of my mates with an elastic band this a not in the end. After doing that he saw me and pegged it down the hill at me. I stood there solid as a rock and as he hit me admitidly I was knocked back who wouldn't have been, he was running full pelt down a steep hill. Anyway as I go to walk on I hear laughing from his chav mates and look down and what do ya' know there he is lying on his ass. It was so funny I just thought thats what you get for trying to be hard you soft s**t.
Piston Honda wrote:I was bullied a lot in elementary school. Only white kid, taller and fatter than anyone else in the school.
Everyday I had to hear something about my appearance then there was the occasional family insult. "Your mom is a slut.", "Your family is trash." That one was the most amusing, in reality it was quite the opposite. And a long list of other things.
I would have things thrown at, wet pieces of paper, soda cans, rocks, etc.
My parents talked to the teacher about this and said she would handle it. She never did.
I skipped many days of school to avoid the humiliation and torment of some of those kids.
One day a kid and his little toadies stole my pokemon cards. He said if I wanted them back I had to fight him for it on a Friday after school near the "Big Tree".
I agreed. Never been in a fight up until that point. I was nearly twice his size, but he had his little gang with him.
I guess you could say I may have snapped the night before. I put in a led pipe into my backpack and a can of my friend's father's pepper spray which he "borrowed" (He was a cop).
That day of the fight I didn't bother trying to talk to them. I walked up, peppered all 3 of them and beat them relentlessly with the led pipe. Took back what was mine and found a pocket knife in one of their bags. Threw that in the sewer along with their text books and other personal items.
Never been bullied since then. 2 of my friends and I were suspended for duct tapping a kid to a chair in the janitors closet for making fun of the special education students in our high school.
You sir, are a sick hero. You're like a mix of Van Helsing and the Ateam. You beat the crap out of people for justice. Salute to you, Batman!
There were a few attempts at bullying, until they realized that I wasn't A: a soft target and B: entirely sane when it came to being messed around with.
Okay my story... As most of you know I was bullied (From perivous posts.)
For 4 Years. By my best friends. They took my stuff broke it in front of me, made fun of my accent, and also my thinking. I had at the time anger management issues. I barked at them to stop. Didn't really help. Then one of my So called Best Friends, who i had known since I was 6 told them what I did for fun. (Warhammer) Made fun my drawings, and my artwork. One of them actually joked me. I faced this alone for 3 years.
I finally had a mental breakdown and couldn't talk for 3 months.
By the fourth year I had enough. I took matters to the school. The School actually did something, ever since I was a high valued student by teachers, my grades had slipped and they actually investigated it.
The kids were all pulled in one by one, and asked them what they were doing to cameron. They didn't respond. One of them cracked. And then i was finally freed in the end.
I then suffered temporary amnesia, after I had hit my head during a biking trip. I had lost the best parts of memory. The good memories, the entire 5-12 year old memories were gone. Even though my memory was so good I could recall my 6th birthday in detail if i found something that belonged to me at that time. (no joke, its a miricale but yes that is what i can do.)
I became shy after that event. I couldn't remember the faces of many people. I actually had to be reintroduced to alot of people by some people that I vaguely remembered.
To this day I can't remember much of what happened during the 4 years I had been bullied. I only remember what was left behind in a journal that I had kept. Its like reading a horror story is all i can say. (I think I might have a future in that )
In highschool it gotten better.
Met nice people. Joined Choir Everything was awesome. Swimming roles arround I hate the entire swim team, Sophomore year I quit because i don't want to depressed during the swim season. I pick up my old sport that I had done during my Freshmen before the start of swimming, Parkour. I train everyday improving myself. Parents hated it. But I loved it.
Was accused of 'stalking' a girl after i wished her a happy birthday. Even though it was on her profile.
Though I have heard rumors about what i did previously. It's stupid what people come up with. I have ignored them and now lead the road of the lone wolf. Until I met a group of musicians that actually saved me from my self destruction.
They liked me for my views and my life has gotten back on track. I finished my eagle project, and I am becoming an Eagle scout in a few months. The first of my family to receive the honor.
People began to like my sense of honor, refusing to do anything that I would consider a dishonor to my duty.
I faced death 15 times, almost died 12, and I got back up even when I should of died. For Pete's sake I land on my neck on a pipe. I utterly refuse to die. (Not a joke.)
Kinda got a reputation for helping others at my own fault. Taking the blame for other people, when i really shouldn't. Hell, nonrecognition is a form of bullying just because where I am from.
I was bullied in all parts of my life...now mind you I wasn't horribly scarred by my experiences, I wasn't beaten (not a whole lot anyway) or driven to major depression like friends and family i know who have been hazed horrifically in their years.
But I have been bullied, in elementary school days I was scrawny and had low self esteem, was the perfect target, this continued through middle school where I was teased for my lack of physical prowess and shyness. Late in middle school though I learned that sometimes all you need to escape bullying are some good friends.
Now, I'm not trying to be sappy or anything but my school friends, on in particular, saved me a lot of grief late in middle school. Early during my stay at that school (think run down, inner city, lots of poor people that go to school there...just to put it in perspective, I was one of three white kids in my homeroom class, not trying to be racist but that's how it was) I drew the ire of a group of wannabe bullies who were trying to be "gangsta" if you know the type.
Fortunately for me, earlier that year I made friends with a guy named David, his family moved here to America from the Czech republic the year before and he was just as shy and picked on as me. I ended up tutoring him for our psychology class we had together and we became good friends.
Que one day these bullies, a group of about half a dozen who camp out on a sparsely populated, hidden part of my route to my next class (it also happens to be the only way between the two classes) and wait for little old me to push around decided they were tired of just pushing me or calling me names with no results, so instead, they grab me, and put me up against a wall while the others laugh and try to figure out what to do to me. Now as much as I'd like to tell you I fought off six guys by myself that's not how it happened. The next thing I knew David had come around the corner and this kid was big alright, big enough to be one of the top wrestlers in the school. There was a confrontation, the bullies tried to intimidate David and when that didn't work one of them pulled out a switchblade and pointed it at him. David responded by grabbing the guy's wrist and twisting it until it snapped and he dropped it. I took the chance to kick one of the fethers in front of me in his nads and squirm away from the group. There was a scuffle and in the struggle David got slashed on his arm. Some teachers broke it up soon, me and David got suspensions and the bullies got expelled, a few of them even went to jouvie for carrying weapons and using them. I don't know what they would have done to me if it hadn't been for David...
Long story short, I'm not saying to use your friends to fight your battles for you but one of the tactics bullies like to use is numbers, deny them that advantage, make some good friends.
WARORK93 wrote:I was bullied in all parts of my life...now mind you I wasn't horribly scarred by my experiences, I wasn't beaten (not a whole lot anyway) or driven to major depression like friends and family i know who have been hazed horrifically in their years.
But I have been bullied, in elementary school days I was scrawny and had low self esteem, was the perfect target, this continued through middle school where I was teased for my lack of physical prowess and shyness. Late in middle school though I learned that sometimes all you need to escape bullying are some good friends.
Now, I'm not trying to be sappy or anything but my school friends, on in particular, saved me a lot of grief late in middle school. Early during my stay at that school (think run down, inner city, lots of poor people that go to school there...just to put it in perspective, I was one of three white kids in my homeroom class, not trying to be racist but that's how it was) I drew the ire of a group of wannabe bullies who were trying to be "gangsta" if you know the type.
Fortunately for me, earlier that year I made friends with a guy named David, his family moved here to America from the Czech republic the year before and he was just as shy and picked on as me. I ended up tutoring him for our psychology class we had together and we became good friends.
Que one day these bullies, a group of about half a dozen who camp out on a sparsely populated, hidden part of my route to my next class (it also happens to be the only way between the two classes) and wait for little old be to push around decided they were tired of just pushing me or calling me names with results, so instead, they grab me, and put me up against a wall while the others laugh and try to figure out what to do to me. Now as much as I'd like to tell you I fought off six guys by myself that's not how it happened. The next thing I knew David had come around the corner and this kid was big alright, big enough to be one of the top wrestlers in the school. There was a confrontation, the bullies tried to intimidate David and when that didn't work one of them pulled out a switchblade and pointed it at him. David responded by grabbing the guy's wrist and twisting it until it snapped and he dropped it. I took the chance to kick one of the fethers in front of me in his nads and squirm away from the group. There was a scuffle and in the struggle David got slashed on his arm. Some teachers broke it up soon, me and David got suspensions and the bullies got expelled, a few of them even went to jouvie for carrying weapons and using them. I don't know what they would have done to me if it hadn't been for David...
Long story short, I'm not saying to use your friends to fight your battles for you but one of the tactics bullies like to use is numbers, deny them that advantage, make some good friends.
Holy gak that is impressive. Sounds like a jason born scene!
Asherian Command wrote:Holy gak that is impressive. Sounds like a jason born scene!
...it was a lot less awesome and fluid than Bourne, just a bunch of kids grappling awkwardly and shouting about each others' mothers...regular schoolyard stuff...
When I was in second (or was it third?) I was constantly bullied by a fifth grader. I was squat, overweight, and pale as hell, the perfect target. At first it was the average insults and mud slinging. After ignoring it for the first quarter, it gets physical. He starts pushing me, tripping me in the halls, and flat-tiring me. Once, when walking home from school, he follows me, muttering insults from behind me, before finally walking in front of me and stopping me. He punched me in the gut, winding me, and then, he shoved me over. I pulled myself into a sitting position, gasping in an attempt to hold back tears. This bully leaned down to sneer at me, and I strike forward, latching onto his arm and sinking my teeth in. He started screaming and shaking me, at one point lifting me from the ground. I finally let go, and he runs away. It left marks for weeks.
I used to get verbally bullied every day during a study hall, until one day I was fed up with all his bull crap claims. After mentioning something about beating me up, I stood up and told him to punch me in the face, right there. He made up some dumb excuse and all his friends laughed at him.
I feel I walked away the better man. I still hate him 100% and wish the worst on him, but you would too if you met him
Cheesecat wrote:
"Some words of advice first off when someone bullies you the best thing to do is to show no reaction to them whatsoever bullies love to see dramatic reactions the more boring you are to them the less likely they'll enjoy making you miserable. Think of bullies as internet trolls, trolls are deliberately trying to cause inflammatory remarks in order to get attention just like bullies, so don't feed the trolls or in this case the bullies.
"Don't let them make you angry." "Pretend you don't notice." "Don't listen to them.0
Bovine excrement. Complete and utter nonsense. I still get the urge to stab people everytime I see or hear someone saying the above.
Aside from a bit of flak in the 1st or 2nd grade for being a bit chubby ( which ended when I punched a kid in the nose) I didn't experiance being bullied...I "grew into my extra pounds" ( shooting up in height) and went through the rest of grade, junior and high school fairly unscathed , reasonably popular and aside from an occasional comment about my style of dress ( pink taffeta) pretty non-confrontational..a few fights here and there....but nothing I'd consider being " bullied"...
I did see a few kids in school who did catch a lot of flak, now and again my friends ( Punks/Metal heads group) would " step in"...tell the kids who were picking on some guy to leave him alone...nothing particularly " heroic"...just point out that they were "wimps" for ganging up on one guy...stuff like that, but I'd often wonder why many of the kids I'd see being picked on never stood up for themselves...
Cheesecat wrote:
"Some words of advice first off when someone bullies you the best thing to do is to show no reaction to them whatsoever bullies love to see dramatic reactions the more boring you are to them the less likely they'll enjoy making you miserable. Think of bullies as internet trolls, trolls are deliberately trying to cause inflammatory remarks in order to get attention just like bullies, so don't feed the trolls or in this case the bullies.
"Don't let them make you angry." "Pretend you don't notice." "Don't listen to them.0
Bovine excrement. Complete and utter nonsense. I still get the urge to stab people everytime I see or hear someone saying the above.
Are you truly ignoring them? are you making no eye contact, no sound, or emotion to there verbal or physical abuse? Because it may not go away immediately but if you keep up with it the bullies will eventually
Cheesecat wrote:
"Some words of advice first off when someone bullies you the best thing to do is to show no reaction to them whatsoever bullies love to see dramatic reactions the more boring you are to them the less likely they'll enjoy making you miserable. Think of bullies as internet trolls, trolls are deliberately trying to cause inflammatory remarks in order to get attention just like bullies, so don't feed the trolls or in this case the bullies.
"Don't let them make you angry." "Pretend you don't notice." "Don't listen to them.0
Bovine excrement. Complete and utter nonsense. I still get the urge to stab people everytime I see or hear someone saying the above.
Are you truly ignoring them? are you making no eye contact, no sound, or emotion to there verbal or physical abuse? Because it may not go away immediately but if you keep up with it the bullies will eventually
get bored with you and leave.
Or take your stuff and put you in the hospital. Depends on the bullies doesn't it.
Cheesecat wrote:
"Some words of advice first off when someone bullies you the best thing to do is to show no reaction to them whatsoever bullies love to see dramatic reactions the more boring you are to them the less likely they'll enjoy making you miserable. Think of bullies as internet trolls, trolls are deliberately trying to cause inflammatory remarks in order to get attention just like bullies, so don't feed the trolls or in this case the bullies.
"Don't let them make you angry." "Pretend you don't notice." "Don't listen to them.0
Bovine excrement. Complete and utter nonsense. I still get the urge to stab people everytime I see or hear someone saying the above.
Are you truly ignoring them? are you making no eye contact, no sound, or emotion to there verbal or physical abuse? Because it may not go away immediately but if you keep up with it the bullies will eventually
get bored with you and leave.
Or take your stuff and put you in the hospital. Depends on the bullies doesn't it.
Well...yes, but...wouldn't it be better ( since the individule is being bullied anyway) to stand up...take a beating if it happens and attempt to retain some self respect, rather than just stand there and take it?
I knew some of the guys who did the bullying ( I played football for 4 years)...and most of them backed off when a kids they were messing with stood up for themselves.
Cheesecat wrote:
"Some words of advice first off when someone bullies you the best thing to do is to show no reaction to them whatsoever bullies love to see dramatic reactions the more boring you are to them the less likely they'll enjoy making you miserable. Think of bullies as internet trolls, trolls are deliberately trying to cause inflammatory remarks in order to get attention just like bullies, so don't feed the trolls or in this case the bullies.
"Don't let them make you angry." "Pretend you don't notice." "Don't listen to them.0
Bovine excrement. Complete and utter nonsense. I still get the urge to stab people everytime I see or hear someone saying the above.
Are you truly ignoring them? are you making no eye contact, no sound, or emotion to there verbal or physical abuse? Because it may not go away immediately but if you keep up with it the bullies will eventually
get bored with you and leave.
Or take your stuff and put you in the hospital. Depends on the bullies doesn't it.
Cheesecat wrote:Are you truly ignoring them? are you making no eye contact, no sound, or emotion to there verbal or physical abuse? Because it may not go away immediately but if you keep up with it the bullies will eventually
get bored with you and leave.
And find someone else to torture that will react to them...ignoring just displaces the problem. Most bullies wont stop when "authorities" get involved temporarily either and they get a slap on the hand, in fact that just makes them more inclined to bully.
There's a point where ignoring a problem doesn't fix it...you gotta stand up for yourself...
Cheesecat wrote:
"Some words of advice first off when someone bullies you the best thing to do is to show no reaction to them whatsoever bullies love to see dramatic reactions the more boring you are to them the less likely they'll enjoy making you miserable. Think of bullies as internet trolls, trolls are deliberately trying to cause inflammatory remarks in order to get attention just like bullies, so don't feed the trolls or in this case the bullies.
"Don't let them make you angry." "Pretend you don't notice." "Don't listen to them.0
Bovine excrement. Complete and utter nonsense. I still get the urge to stab people everytime I see or hear someone saying the above.
Are you truly ignoring them? are you making no eye contact, no sound, or emotion to there verbal or physical abuse? Because it may not go away immediately but if you keep up with it the bullies will eventually
get bored with you and leave.
Or take your stuff and put you in the hospital. Depends on the bullies doesn't it.
Those are sociopaths or psychopaths.
I'm sorry, what did you think a bully was again?
That's a pretty broad generalization there Frazz...while I'm not condoning " bully behavior" , to say that all kids who " bully" are sociopaths or psychos is just not true...
In nature we see examples of the heard " driving away" the " weak/ different/ outsider" what have you...in many cases bullying is just an extention of that sort of behavior.
Bullying should be solved with one thing; the weaker kid beating the hell out of the bully. So I say we find kids being bullied, pump them up and teach them how to engage fisticuffs. Then after training we give them a fake mustache of fisticuffs quality and have the two go at it.
halonachos wrote:Bullying should be solved with one thing; the weaker kid beating the hell out of the bully. So I say we find kids being bullied, pump them up and teach them how to engage fisticuffs. Then after training we give them a fake mustache of fisticuffs quality and have the two go at it.
But Frazzled, I'm a small skinny kid and would often be gakking out my own teeth if I fought some of those bullies. So ignoring them is rather effective for me.
halonachos wrote:Bullying should be solved with one thing; the weaker kid beating the hell out of the bully. So I say we find kids being bullied, pump them up and teach them how to engage fisticuffs. Then after training we give them a fake mustache of fisticuffs quality and have the two go at it.
... ...Yes, I like this idea.
...Really all I'm saying is that in general ( not always) if someone is being bullied and stands up for themselves the " bullies' will most often move on, sure the kid who stands up for himself might get beat up...but if he dishes out a few licks of his own, then that's perhaps one or two bloody noses he'll have to contend with rather than years of being victimized...not that bad of a trade off to keep some shred of self esteem in tact.
... When my own son was having trouble with some of the kids at his school I gave him the same advice...he got in one fight, I had to go to a " parent/teacher talk" and he's had zero problems since then...
halonachos wrote:Bullying should be solved with one thing; the weaker kid beating the hell out of the bully. So I say we find kids being bullied, pump them up and teach them how to engage fisticuffs. Then after training we give them a fake mustache of fisticuffs quality and have the two go at it.
Fighting them doesn't always work, you may have bruise there pride the first time but now they come back wanting to strike twice as hard. Some of these bullies come from abusive households where they have
to defend themselves against a middle-aged man twice there size you think you know more about fighting than they do? You think they're going to be phased by your little victory or they going to be
demanding a rematch thinking that you just got lucky (and probably did)?
Melissia wrote:Yeah, you need to convince them they don't WANT to fight you, not want to make them fight you more...
This comes from someone who use to think fighting solved bullying, sure it was awesome when I beat them but just about everyone of them wasn't afraid of a rematch after a while I realized it's better to
ignore them than to try and humiliate them, unless you like being force fed your own spleen. The only time fighting solves bullying is in those underdog stories you see in Hollywood movies.
Cheesecat wrote:This comes from someone who use to think fighting solved bullying, sure it was awesome when I beat them but just about everyone of them wasn't afraid of a rematch after a while I realized it's better to
ignore them than to try and humiliate them, unless you like being force fed your own spleen. The only time fighting solves bullying is in those underdog stories you see in Hollywood movies.
Now that's just not true. I've had too many friends that took a stand and solved their own problem to believe that. Besides, after a scrap, the staff of the school (usually anyway) sits up and notices, depending on their competence, they will usually take the right action and punish the neer do wells.
I moved around a lot as a kid. Usually, kids at the new school were pretty cool and didn't cause any problems. Add to this the fact that I was 6' tall by 6th grade and you're unlikely to see lots of problems.
However, one high school I was at I did encounter a bit of a bully situation. The kid shoved me around in the hall and I tried to ignore him (as usual).
Eventually, I had enough. He threw something at me in the hall and I turned to see him laughing with his friends. I walked up to him, and asked him what his problem was. In typical bully fashion (I could easily identify all the bullies in each of the 8 or so schools I attended), he started cracking a joke about me.
So I kicked him in the balls and when he went down to his knees, swung my backpack (containing 4 heavy textbooks) down on his back as hard as I could.
A simple "don't feth with me" as he cried on the ground ended his bullying. I suppose he decided to pick on someone else.
Learn to fight dirty and you'll never have a problem with bullies. It's fortunate for him that I didn't start taking martial arts until after that event. I hadn't yet learned how to break someone's kneecap.
Melissia wrote:Yeah, you need to convince them they don't WANT to fight you, not want to make them fight you more...
This comes from someone who use to think fighting solved bullying, sure it was awesome when I beat them but just about everyone of them wasn't afraid of a rematch after a while I realized it's better to
ignore them than to try and humiliate them, unless you like being force fed your own spleen. The only time fighting solves bullying is in those underdog stories you see in Hollywood movies.
Well, I admit it's been a few decades since I roamed the hallways of high school, but in my experiance the kids who stood up for themselves tended to not be victimized....but I'm sure " bulling" has evolved ( devolved?) to something " other than it once was"..and is now somehow different.
...But, then again...my son stood up to his " bullies" and has since gone a two years with out being " picked on".
Cheesecat wrote:This comes from someone who use to think fighting solved bullying, sure it was awesome when I beat them but just about everyone of them wasn't afraid of a rematch after a while I realized it's better to
ignore them than to try and humiliate them, unless you like being force fed your own spleen. The only time fighting solves bullying is in those underdog stories you see in Hollywood movies.
Now that's just not true. I've had too many friends that took a stand and solved their own problem to believe that. Besides, after a scrap, the staff of the school (usually anyway) sits up and notices, depending on their competence, they will usually take the right action and punish the neer do wells.
Thats not smart. You solve the issue outside of schoo, not in school. School's freak out and over react now days, call cops and all kind of nonsense.
Some kid like a year younger than me in HS kept poking me in the gut (I'm a big guy). I took offense to that (he was obviously making fun of my weight). I told him to stop, and if he did it again he'd be sorry. He poked me again.
I turned around, and decked him in the face pretty hard. The principal just happened to see me do it, and yelled to stop it. I put my hands up and backed up, but the kid started screaming and yelling, and coming towards me. I kept backing off, hands in the air.
I told the principal he provoked me, and she was inclined to just let us both off with a warning, because our bus home had just got here, and I was being pretty calm about the whole thing. The other kid kept raging though. Eventually they threatened to call the cops on him, if he didn't get off the bus, because he wouldn't stop screaming and cursing at me the whole time. He ended up with a few days detention, I ended up feeling rather satisfied with the whole thing.
Cheesecat wrote:This comes from someone who use to think fighting solved bullying, sure it was awesome when I beat them but just about everyone of them wasn't afraid of a rematch after a while I realized it's better to
ignore them than to try and humiliate them, unless you like being force fed your own spleen. The only time fighting solves bullying is in those underdog stories you see in Hollywood movies.
Now that's just not true. I've had too many friends that took a stand and solved their own problem to believe that. Besides, after a scrap, the staff of the school (usually anyway) sits up and notices, depending on their competence, they will usually take the right action and punish the neer do wells.
Thats not smart. You solve the issue outside of schoo, not in school. School's freak out and over react now days, call cops and all kind of nonsense.
Plus you can bring weapons like a lead pipe, bicycle chain or a switch blade.
You want to stop a bully that comes from an abusive household, use the halonachos method and beat them with their own shoe. Worked for me because its rather silly when you get beaten with your own shoe. That was elementary school, in middle school I had this bully who tried to start crap by tossing a plastic trash can at me. I talked him well out of even looking at me funny simply by standing up right in front of him and looking down at his punk self. Then in highschool a bully had been messing with me by calling me fat and stuff on the bus, at this point I took out a five dollar bill and told him to get some clearasil for his connect a dot face.
So you can either fight with words, expressions, or fists, either way you should stand up to them.
Cheesecat wrote:This comes from someone who use to think fighting solved bullying, sure it was awesome when I beat them but just about everyone of them wasn't afraid of a rematch after a while I realized it's better to
ignore them than to try and humiliate them, unless you like being force fed your own spleen. The only time fighting solves bullying is in those underdog stories you see in Hollywood movies.
Now that's just not true. I've had too many friends that took a stand and solved their own problem to believe that. Besides, after a scrap, the staff of the school (usually anyway) sits up and notices, depending on their competence, they will usually take the right action and punish the neer do wells.
Thats not smart. You solve the issue outside of schoo, not in school. School's freak out and over react now days, call cops and all kind of nonsense.
Plus you can bring weapons like a lead pipe, bicycle chain or a switch blade.
Bike chains are vicious (motorcycle chain not some wussy offroad bicycle for girly boys).
I'm quite disliked by the 'sporty dumb as gak' children, I'm pale, I don't do sport, I answer 'long' 'lectures' in history and I am a 'Smarticale particle', I dislike their 'Religious' thoughts and believe in evolution. Each of these factors drives these pathetic wastes of bone and whenever they make a sly, nasty comment I remember that these are the waste of society and are mere parasites, waste and dustmites. I see that their comments are flawed and how very stupid they are. Now I am not the best at maths or French but I still give answers in History and English while they fear the teacher picking them, and the funny thing is they consider a word of 5 letters big. I will always remember how pathetic bullies are, waste. Now remember these facts members of Dakka;
1: Bullies are pathetic and so is anyone who enjoys making others life difficult
2: They are mites, waste
3: If you must fight back, do so but verbally.
Its also a part of how you carry yourself, normally I'm a happy go lucky guy and I like to crack jokes and be merry. However I'll usually walk with my head up, and walk with a purpose(moderately fast) just to show that I know I'm the gak. People don't want to mess with someone who looks like they could win a fight.
blood reaper wrote:I'm quite disliked by the 'sporty dumb as gak' children, I'm pale, I don't do sport, I answer 'long' 'lectures' in history and I am a 'Smarticale particle', I dislike their 'Religious' thoughts and believe in evolution. Each of these factors drives these pathetic wastes of bone and whenever they make a sly, nasty comment I remember that these are the waste of society and are mere parasites, waste and dustmites. I see that their comments are flawed and how very stupid they are. Now I am not the best at maths or French but I still give answers in History and English while they fear the teacher picking them, and the funny thing is they consider a word of 5 letters big. I will always remember how pathetic bullies are, waste. Now remember these facts members of Dakka;
1: Bullies are pathetic and so is anyone who enjoys making others life difficult
2: They are mites, waste
3: If you must fight back, do so but verbally.
Yeah, and soon as the bully can't beat you with words he beats you with what he knows best, his fists.
I played football and basketball through high school and took Judo for 4 years in college (I had to take some elective credits).
Now I'd rather play with my toy soldiers.
I once killed off three bullies, two bearcats, and manbearpig's older brother with nothing but a shoelace and a can of vienna sausage. Those sausages were just the ticket.
I used to be bullied in school, well not as much bullying but got alot of comments about the my weight. Strangely it's never bothered me in the slightest, i have never been physically buillied but that might have something to do with the fact that im 6'3. My best advice is ignore it, people who feel the need to try and make you feel bad are not the kind of people who's opinion should matter to you, all ways remember you can't please everyone. If you ever get really down because of it, go outside for a walk in the fresh air and try and think about all the things that you like about yourself or that you are good at. Finally dont judge people to harshly for what they do they're most likely got problems of their own you just have to accept that you are better than that and remember dont give way to hating.
Cheesecat wrote:This comes from someone who use to think fighting solved bullying, sure it was awesome when I beat them but just about everyone of them wasn't afraid of a rematch after a while I realized it's better to
ignore them than to try and humiliate them, unless you like being force fed your own spleen. The only time fighting solves bullying is in those underdog stories you see in Hollywood movies.
Now that's just not true. I've had too many friends that took a stand and solved their own problem to believe that. Besides, after a scrap, the staff of the school (usually anyway) sits up and notices, depending on their competence, they will usually take the right action and punish the neer do wells.
Thats not smart. You solve the issue outside of schoo, not in school. School's freak out and over react now days, call cops and all kind of nonsense.
Plus you can bring weapons like a lead pipe, bicycle chain or a switch blade.
Bike chains are vicious (motorcycle chain not some wussy offroad bicycle for girly boys).
The thing I like about the bicycle chain is it's versatile you can wrap it around your fist like a make-shift brass knuckle, swing freely as a whip and it's flexible joints make its easy to wrap around your opponent's
neck for strangling purposes. Also the bicycle chain has the psychological factor too, because you can use it to hang the bullies corpse in front of the school in-order to install fear into other bullies.
Cheesecat wrote:This comes from someone who use to think fighting solved bullying, sure it was awesome when I beat them but just about everyone of them wasn't afraid of a rematch after a while I realized it's better to
ignore them than to try and humiliate them, unless you like being force fed your own spleen. The only time fighting solves bullying is in those underdog stories you see in Hollywood movies.
Now that's just not true. I've had too many friends that took a stand and solved their own problem to believe that. Besides, after a scrap, the staff of the school (usually anyway) sits up and notices, depending on their competence, they will usually take the right action and punish the neer do wells.
Thats not smart. You solve the issue outside of schoo, not in school. School's freak out and over react now days, call cops and all kind of nonsense.
Plus you can bring weapons like a lead pipe, bicycle chain or a switch blade.
Bike chains are vicious (motorcycle chain not some wussy offroad bicycle for girly boys).
The thing I like about the bicycle chain is it's versatile you can wrap it around your fist like a make-shift brass knuckle, swing freely as a whip and it's flexible joints make its easy to wrap around your opponent's
neck for strangling purposes. Also the bicycle chain has the psychological factor too, because you can use it to hang the bullies corpse in front of the school in-order to install fear into other bullies.
You've not ever held a motorcycle chain then. They are heavy as . Plus you can use them for your bike.
I wont tell you 90 percent of my stories, but I can say this.
so, I had a vey small circle of friends, only two of them went to my school and one of them was in the grade below me. one of my friends was called 'gay' and 'f@g' and other kinds of bs, at one point that dumped their school lunches down his shirt. the perpetrators live on the other side of my block and I just took it out of school. (They said plenty to me, but I can't stand people doing that to my buddies)
as of now, I am a pretty big guy, but back then, I was small and scrawny, wore glasses (not that dad sight and I don't wear them as much now though) but me and my (small) group of friends whiled away our time making weapons and practicing marshall arts, boxing, whatever forte each of us had gone through at any point. (street fighting from your's truly) so we got pretty mad at this and got them right back. I am slightly ashamed to say it was more for personal revenge than to get the point across, mainly because the 'getting back' involved sending a few blunt wood-tipped arrows their way while they rode past the woods on their bikes.
and then came that time when their feeble trap was sprung.
I was at home and ogling minis when the doorbell range, it was [name withheld] who had been not that bad, he said that the kid across the street was doing something s I asked what. He said.
"Uh...hes...eating...worms."
so I said I would be out in a minute and see what type of worms.
then I got a bunch of wet mud from the backyard 'bunker' I had been digging (more of a pit, about the size of a chunk of WWI trench)
and came around through the back.
sure enough, there were the three jerks, one had took off his shirt and had tied it around his head. (WTF?) so I shaped the mud into balls and let fly, that was fun.
Cheesecat wrote:This comes from someone who use to think fighting solved bullying, sure it was awesome when I beat them but just about everyone of them wasn't afraid of a rematch after a while I realized it's better to
ignore them than to try and humiliate them, unless you like being force fed your own spleen. The only time fighting solves bullying is in those underdog stories you see in Hollywood movies.
Now that's just not true. I've had too many friends that took a stand and solved their own problem to believe that. Besides, after a scrap, the staff of the school (usually anyway) sits up and notices, depending on their competence, they will usually take the right action and punish the neer do wells.
Thats not smart. You solve the issue outside of schoo, not in school. School's freak out and over react now days, call cops and all kind of nonsense.
Plus you can bring weapons like a lead pipe, bicycle chain or a switch blade.
Bike chains are vicious (motorcycle chain not some wussy offroad bicycle for girly boys).
The thing I like about the bicycle chain is it's versatile you can wrap it around your fist like a make-shift brass knuckle, swing freely as a whip and it's flexible joints make its easy to wrap around your opponent's
neck for strangling purposes. Also the bicycle chain has the psychological factor too, because you can use it to hang the bullies corpse in front of the school in-order to install fear into other bullies.
You've not ever held a motorcycle chain then. They are heavy as . Plus you can use them for your bike.
I was talking about non-motorized bike chains mostly although motor bike chains might work too.
I played football and basketball through high school and took Judo for 4 years in college (I had to take some elective credits).
Now I'd rather play with my toy soldiers.
I once killed off three bullies, two bearcats, and manbearpig's older brother with nothing but a shoelace and a can of vienna sausage. Those sausages were just the ticket.
We can't all be tragic heros who barely survived middle school and turned to drawing furries and writing Harry Potter fanfic in order to cope with bullies. If it weren't for those sausages Frazzled, you too could be posting your terrible drawings in DeviantArt and ranting about "The Man" on LiveJournal.
Cheesecat wrote:
"Some words of advice first off when someone bullies you the best thing to do is to show no reaction to them whatsoever bullies love to see dramatic reactions the more boring you are to them the less likely they'll enjoy making you miserable. Think of bullies as internet trolls, trolls are deliberately trying to cause inflammatory remarks in order to get attention just like bullies, so don't feed the trolls or in this case the bullies.
"Don't let them make you angry." "Pretend you don't notice." "Don't listen to them."
Bovine excrement. Complete and utter nonsense. I still get the urge to stab people everytime I see or hear someone saying the above.
Are you truly ignoring them? are you making no eye contact, no sound, or emotion to there verbal or physical abuse? Because it may not go away immediately but if you keep up with it the bullies will eventually get bored with you and leave.
It's also the phrase that feeble teachers use to avoid having to deal with the problem, which is why I truly detest it's use. Being made fun of for years can come back and haunt a person later in his or her life. "Ignore it" isn't a valid piece of advice IMO. If you've got a guy smashing up your mailbox every second Thursday, do you just go "whatever, I'll ignore it. He'll grow tired of it soon"?
MrDwhitey wrote:Aye, as we all know, being called a **g in school is exactly the same as constant property damage outside of school.
If you keep hearing it from multiple people over the course of several years while your conciousness is forming? Yes. That sort of stuff can destroy lives.
My bullies don't bully me anymore, It might have something to do with being taller then most of them, weighing over 15 kilograms (not sure if that is a lot, but I am only 15) and hanging out with the emo martial arts crew. So, all good
Sorry, miffed at someone calling teachers "feeble" for saying "Just ignore it" about some gaks destroying their property outside of school.
No teacher I know, or have heard of would say "just ignore it" for that. They would say "Why the feth haven't you phoned the police?".
When teachers have said "ignore it" is to simple name calling, though that's something I would also disagree with. I would lovingly punish students for pulling crap like that, let alone when it comes to physical violence. I fething detest bullying, as someone who went through it for many years due to being a fat kid with zero interest in sports and a love of MMO's and models
DukeBadham wrote:My bullies don't bully me anymore, It might have something to do with being taller then most of them, weighing over 15 kilograms (not sure if that is a lot, but I am only 15) and hanging out with the emo martial arts crew. So, all good
...I find myself wandering how many of those who are "bullied" IRL go on to " bully" others via the "safety" of the interwebs..using their " superior intelligence" and Snarkiness...as their " fist"..oh where does the cycle end.?
FITZZ wrote: ...I find myself wandering how many of those who are "bullied" IRL go on to " bully" others via the "safety" of the interwebs..using their " superior intelligence" and Snarkiness...as their " fist"..oh where does the cycle end.?
I try to treat others the way I want to be treated, so if you're an attractive lady expect frequent back massages.
FITZZ wrote: ...I find myself wandering how many of those who are "bullied" IRL go on to " bully" others via the "safety" of the interwebs..using their " superior intelligence" and Snarkiness...as their " fist"..oh where does the cycle end.?
It happens more often that one would think. A girl at a school maybe 20minutes down the road from me commited suicide because of cyberbullying.
As for "Superior Intelligence" remarks, it's a form of ITGS
MrDwhitey wrote:
When teachers have said "ignore it" is to simple name calling, though that's something I would also disagree with. I would lovingly punish students for pulling crap like that, let alone when it comes to physical violence. I fething detest bullying, as someone who went through it for many years due to being a fat kid with zero interest in sports and a love of MMO's and models
Suppose the name-calling doesn't stop and the teachers still spout stuff like "ignore it"?
(Sorry if I come across as a bit rabid, I still haven't gotten over my past...)
FITZZ wrote: ...I find myself wandering how many of those who are "bullied" IRL go on to " bully" others via the "safety" of the interwebs..using their " superior intelligence" and Snarkiness...as their " fist"..oh where does the cycle end.?
It happens more often that one would think. A girl at a school maybe 20minutes down the road from me commited suicide because of cyberbullying.
As for "Superior Intelligence" remarks, it's a form of ITGS
Yeah, I don't really consider myself superior or inferior to anyone we all have our strengths and weaknesses, having certain ones over another doesn't make you a better person.
FITZZ wrote: ...I find myself wandering how many of those who are "bullied" IRL go on to " bully" others via the "safety" of the interwebs..using their " superior intelligence" and Snarkiness...as their " fist"..oh where does the cycle end.?
I try to treat others the way I want to be treated, so if you're an attractive lady expect frequent back messages.
Back Messages?....I'll assume you meant Massages...of course I could be wrong.
@ Chowder..ITGS?...I've no idea what that even means...was I just bullied?
FITZZ wrote: ...I find myself wandering how many of those who are "bullied" IRL go on to " bully" others via the "safety" of the interwebs..using their " superior intelligence" and Snarkiness...as their " fist"..oh where does the cycle end.?
I try to treat others the way I want to be treated, so if you're an attractive lady expect frequent back messages.
Back Messages?....I'll assume you meant Massages...of course I could be wrong.
@ Chowder..ITGS?...I've no idea what that even means...was I just bullied?
Typo, going to fix that so I don't get cyber-bullied.
MrDwhitey wrote:
When teachers have said "ignore it" is to simple name calling, though that's something I would also disagree with. I would lovingly punish students for pulling crap like that, let alone when it comes to physical violence. I fething detest bullying, as someone who went through it for many years due to being a fat kid with zero interest in sports and a love of MMO's and models
Suppose the name-calling doesn't stop and the teachers still spout stuff like "ignore it"?
(Sorry if I come across as a bit rabid, I still haven't gotten over my past...)
Then their hands are either tied and they're doing things wrong, or they're just doing things wrong. The only time I've found saying "Just ignore it" to be acceptable is when I then go to the guy doing it and verbally ream them with a large, lovingly described pointy stick. Verbally of course, we can get fired after all.
Being forced to do the wrong thing for "School Policy" or "School Politics" does my head in. If you want, I can share a story about a lecturer I know, and the damage her "Verbal" bullying to her students caused, but in PM only I'm afraid.
Urban Dictionary wrote:Someone who uses the medium of the Internet to act the "tough guy". This helps re-affirm his heterosexuality and makes up for the lack of self esteem he has.
The number of, 'So I was bullied my whole life with people throwing jellied eels at me and children spitting at me every time I passed in the street, until I turned massive and worked out and went after them all with lead pipes and I'm so hard now' stories in this thread are amusing.
Not to say it doesn't happen, but I may take with a pinch of salt. I happen to remember one other chap who even made a multi-account to post about how amazing he was in fights, so I tend to take stuff like this posted on the web a bit less seriously than I might otherwise do.
Except for Matty's. Having met him, I believe him.
Chowderhead wrote:ITGS: Internet Tough Guy Syndrome.
Urban Dictionary wrote:Someone who uses the medium of the Internet to act the "tough guy". This helps re-affirm his heterosexuality and makes up for the lack of self esteem he has.
... Oh, I see...I wasn't so much referring to " Tough guy" posturing, but more the " look how much more I know about everything than everyone else...that you don't know hahaha" contigency that seem to wander the webs, perhaps it's just my misinterpetations of certain situations ...but that seems to be a sort of " overcompensation" bullying...in some cases.
Chowderhead wrote:ITGS: Internet Tough Guy Syndrome.
Urban Dictionary wrote:Someone who uses the medium of the Internet to act the "tough guy". This helps re-affirm his heterosexuality and makes up for the lack of self esteem he has.
... Oh, I see...I wasn't so much referring to " Tough guy" posturing, but more the " look how much more I know about everything than everyone else...that you don't know hahaha" contigency that seem to wander the webs, perhaps it's just my misinterpetations of certain situations ...but that seems to be a sort of " overcompensation" bullying...in some cases.
But anybody can become an expert on any internet topic at hand through Google, even I'm guilty of that.
Ketara wrote:The number of, 'So I was bullied my whole life with people throwing jellied eels at me and children spitting at me every time I passed in the street, until I turned massive and worked out and went after them all with lead pipes and I'm so hard now' stories in this thread are amusing.
Not to say it doesn't happen, but I may take with a pinch of salt. I happen to remember one other chap who even made a multi-account to post about how amazing he was in fights, so I tend to take stuff like this posted on the web a bit less seriously than I might otherwise do.
Except for Matty's. Having met him, I believe him.
See...this could be construde as a type of " bullying" as it eludes that anyone who says they themselves stood up to a bully is somehow "lying" or posturing...
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FITZZ wrote:
Chowderhead wrote:ITGS: Internet Tough Guy Syndrome.
Urban Dictionary wrote:Someone who uses the medium of the Internet to act the "tough guy". This helps re-affirm his heterosexuality and makes up for the lack of self esteem he has.
... Oh, I see...I wasn't so much referring to " Tough guy" posturing, but more the " look how much more I know about everything than everyone else...that you don't know hahaha" contigency that seem to wander the webs, perhaps it's just my misinterpetations of certain situations ...but that seems to be a sort of " overcompensation" bullying...in some cases.
But anybody can become an expert on any internet topic at hand through Google, even I'm guilty of that.
But clearly there is a differance in simply googling a topic and " claiming" knowledge of that topic...and driving a point home over and over again...isn't there?
I mean...we've all seen various people berate others at one time or the other on various sites for their " lack of knowledge"...it may be veiled at times...but it happens.
Ketara wrote:The number of, 'So I was bullied my whole life with people throwing jellied eels at me and children spitting at me every time I passed in the street, until I turned massive and worked out and went after them all with lead pipes and I'm so hard now' stories in this thread are amusing.
Not to say it doesn't happen, but I may take with a pinch of salt. I happen to remember one other chap who even made a multi-account to post about how amazing he was in fights, so I tend to take stuff like this posted on the web a bit less seriously than I might otherwise do.
Except for Matty's. Having met him, I believe him.
See...this could be construde as a type of " bullying" as it eludes that anyone who says they themselves stood up to a bully is somehow "lying" or posturing...
*shrugs*
It's true and happens to an extent. I got bullied and got into plenty of the old bouts of fisticuffs in order to change that. I just don't necessarily buy some of the tales here, due to some of it reading like Mat Ward fluff.
And if my doubting that some of the stories here are true is bullying, than I must accuse you of bullying me sir, because you are alluding that anyone who hints at disbelief is something socially undesirable (a bully).
Ketara wrote:The number of, 'So I was bullied my whole life with people throwing jellied eels at me and children spitting at me every time I passed in the street, until I turned massive and worked out and went after them all with lead pipes and I'm so hard now' stories in this thread are amusing.
Not to say it doesn't happen, but I may take with a pinch of salt. I happen to remember one other chap who even made a multi-account to post about how amazing he was in fights, so I tend to take stuff like this posted on the web a bit less seriously than I might otherwise do.
Except for Matty's. Having met him, I believe him.
See...this could be construde as a type of " bullying" as it eludes that anyone who says they themselves stood up to a bully is somehow "lying" or posturing...
*shrugs*
It's true and happens to an extent. I got bullied and got into plenty of the old bouts of fisticuffs in order to change that. I just don't necessarily buy some of the tales here, due to some of it reading like Mat Ward fluff.
And if my doubting that some of the stories here are true is bullying, than I must accuse you of bullying me sir, because you are alluding that anyone who hints at disbelief is something socially undesirable (a bully).
... And I must therefore counter your accusation of my bullying with yet another accusation of your bullying as you have hinted that my alluding that you sir may indeed be a bully made me a defacto bully made me cry...
... And I must therefore counter your accusation of my bullying with yet another accusation of your bullying as you have hinted that my alluding that you sir may indeed be a bully made me a defacto bully made me cry...
Sir, I believe the only way we can settle this endless charade of confusing counter-accusations is to spar! Under the Marquis of Fantailler's rules of course.
Ketara wrote:The number of, 'So I was bullied my whole life with people throwing jellied eels at me and children spitting at me every time I passed in the street, until I turned massive and worked out and went after them all with lead pipes and I'm so hard now' stories in this thread are amusing.
Not to say it doesn't happen, but I may take with a pinch of salt. I happen to remember one other chap who even made a multi-account to post about how amazing he was in fights, so I tend to take stuff like this posted on the web a bit less seriously than I might otherwise do.
Except for Matty's. Having met him, I believe him.
See...this could be construde as a type of " bullying" as it eludes that anyone who says they themselves stood up to a bully is somehow "lying" or posturing...
*shrugs*
It's true and happens to an extent. I got bullied and got into plenty of the old bouts of fisticuffs in order to change that. I just don't necessarily buy some of the tales here, due to some of it reading like Mat Ward fluff.
And if my doubting that some of the stories here are true is bullying, than I must accuse you of bullying me sir, because you are alluding that anyone who hints at disbelief is something socially undesirable (a bully).
... And I must therefore counter your accusation of my bullying with yet another accusation of your bullying as you have hinted that my alluding that you sir may indeed be a bully made me a defacto bully made me cry...
... And I must therefore counter your accusation of my bullying with yet another accusation of your bullying as you have hinted that my alluding that you sir may indeed be a bully made me a defacto bully made me cry...
Sir, I believe the only way we can settle this endless charade of confusing counter-accusations is to spar! Under the Marquis of Fantailler's rules of course.
.. I accept your challenge Sir, but have absolutely no idea what the Marquis of Fantailler's rules are...I'll assume it means you get a bat and I have to be handcuffed.
... And I must therefore counter your accusation of my bullying with yet another accusation of your bullying as you have hinted that my alluding that you sir may indeed be a bully made me a defacto bully made me cry...
Sir, I believe the only way we can settle this endless charade of confusing counter-accusations is to spar! Under the Marquis of Fantailler's rules of course.
.. I accept your challenge Sir, but have absolutely no idea what the Marquis of Fantailler's rules are...I'll assume it means you get a bat and I have to be handcuffed.
... And I must therefore counter your accusation of my bullying with yet another accusation of your bullying as you have hinted that my alluding that you sir may indeed be a bully made me a defacto bully made me cry...
Sir, I believe the only way we can settle this endless charade of confusing counter-accusations is to spar! Under the Marquis of Fantailler's rules of course.
.. I accept your challenge Sir, but have absolutely no idea what the Marquis of Fantailler's rules are...I'll assume it means you get a bat and I have to be handcuffed.
Well, you can't hit him, and you have to die.
It's basically suicide.
Ah..Then I suppose Ketara will be victorious ...well played indeed.....though...I believe I just may have once again been bullied...
... And I must therefore counter your accusation of my bullying with yet another accusation of your bullying as you have hinted that my alluding that you sir may indeed be a bully made me a defacto bully made me cry...
Sir, I believe the only way we can settle this endless charade of confusing counter-accusations is to spar! Under the Marquis of Fantailler's rules of course.
.. I accept your challenge Sir, but have absolutely no idea what the Marquis of Fantailler's rules are...I'll assume it means you get a bat and I have to be handcuffed.
Well, you can't hit him, and you have to die.
It's basically suicide.
Ah..Then I suppose Ketara will be victorious ...well played indeed.....though...I believe I just may have once again been bullied...
Can't we all just agree that bullies need to be catapulted into the Sun?
DukeBadham wrote:yeah, I'm around 15 stone, I get it from my dad, he is 6'7-ish and weigh about 27 stone
27 stone and 6'7 is obese man.
15 stone at anything under 6'3 isn't particularly healthy either.
On the topic of the corpse, it was the first avatar I used on these forums a long time ago yet after a computer wipe I lost the image and couldn't find it again.
... And I must therefore counter your accusation of my bullying with yet another accusation of your bullying as you have hinted that my alluding that you sir may indeed be a bully made me a defacto bully made me cry...
Sir, I believe the only way we can settle this endless charade of confusing counter-accusations is to spar! Under the Marquis of Fantailler's rules of course.
.. I accept your challenge Sir, but have absolutely no idea what the Marquis of Fantailler's rules are...I'll assume it means you get a bat and I have to be handcuffed.
Corpses, you scare me, you know that, you scare me more then a 16 year old girl with a flamer template, but that a different story, for a different thread
... And I must therefore counter your accusation of my bullying with yet another accusation of your bullying as you have hinted that my alluding that you sir may indeed be a bully made me a defacto bully made me cry...
Sir, I believe the only way we can settle this endless charade of confusing counter-accusations is to spar! Under the Marquis of Fantailler's rules of course.
.. I accept your challenge Sir, but have absolutely no idea what the Marquis of Fantailler's rules are...I'll assume it means you get a bat and I have to be handcuffed.
yeah, I'm overweight, and my dad is obese I'm a 15 yeah old male (I think), with almost no muscle, but, under my blazer, it makes for an imposing figure
I have a friend who is overweight and around 6'4, you would not want to get into a fight with something of that mass regardless of how strong or tough he is.
Chowderhead wrote:Me, Corpses, and FITZZ have been doing this for so long that we can just crank out posts really quick.
It also doesn't help that we're all basically the same person.
Yes, it's long been established that Corpses and I are the same person...I'm just Corpse from the future...and Chowder is us from an alternate reality...
You could render me down, but I recommend you don't, I don't taste good, soiled by Trap Hentai (if you don't know what it is, I envy you) and bad anime
Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! *breaks down and offers no resistance, with a dead look in its eyes, as they put the ballgag in, then the polka music is put on, and duke awakens its vampiric tendencies. there was no survivors, luckily, FITZZ, Chowderhead and Corpses were getting a drink at the time, so they were not killed by a bloodthirsty (literally) ginger*
DukeBadham wrote:Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!
*breaks down and offers no resistance, with a dead look in its eyes, as they put the ballgag in, then the polka music is put on, and duke awakens its vampiric tendencies. there was no survivors, luckily, FITZZ and Corpses were getting a drink at the time, so they were not killed by a bloodthirsty (literally) ginger*
: lacking originality, freshness, or novelty : trite
I would argue that the thread has become amusing spam rather than banal.
In fact I would argue that it's beginnings were rather banal.
Hey, I'm not saying you guys should stop posting if you're having fun then keep going it's not like this thread is being used for it's original purpose anyways.
FITZZ wrote: ...I find myself wandering how many of those who are "bullied" IRL go on to " bully" others via the "safety" of the interwebs..using their " superior intelligence" and Snarkiness...as their " fist"..oh where does the cycle end.?
hi my name is asherian command and I am guilty of this :(
I think I was using it wrong I was just trying to come up with a word to describe something that's non-meaningful, of little substance, etc (not that I'm a good example either )... Oh, well mistakes happen.
Ketara wrote:The number of, 'So I was bullied my whole life with people throwing jellied eels at me and children spitting at me every time I passed in the street, until I turned massive and worked out and went after them all with lead pipes and I'm so hard now' stories in this thread are amusing.
Not to say it doesn't happen, but I may take with a pinch of salt. I happen to remember one other chap who even made a multi-account to post about how amazing he was in fights, so I tend to take stuff like this posted on the web a bit less seriously than I might otherwise do.
Except for Matty's. Having met him, I believe him.
Wait I didn't do anything like that D: I acted cool and broke down like every normal child. Then I bullied a teenage girl who I actually had spent time with >.> Yeah my luck with women has gone the drain since then. Of course her so called me bullying her is messaging her asking what was tonights homework and also telling her i missed having her comments in the class rooms. Yeah that's definitely bullying. More of an intense research on an individual thing, which isn't as bad as what she claimed I had did. "He Hacked my account." "? UHh officer i actually didn't do any of that. I was actually just sending her messages wishing her a happy birthday, she called me a bastard stalker gakker that should jump off a bridge, I responded by calling her a bitch "
Asherian Command wrote: More of an intense research on an individual thing, which isn't as bad as what she claimed I had did.
That's......an interesting turn of phrase.
See I hate the word stalking because everyone always thinks of the guy with telescope in someones tree. In my case it was just me researching her intensely in that I commented on a photo where I was included and said I looked uglier than a beetle. Yep that's why she blocked me originally because I insulted myself
Asherian Command wrote: More of an intense research on an individual thing, which isn't as bad as what she claimed I had did.
That's......an interesting turn of phrase.
See I hate the word stalking because everyone always thinks of the guy with telescope in someones tree. In my case it was just me researching her intensely in that I commented on a photo where I was included and said I looked uglier than a beetle. Yep that's why she blocked me originally because I insulted myself
Asherian Command wrote: More of an intense research on an individual thing, which isn't as bad as what she claimed I had did.
That's......an interesting turn of phrase.
See I hate the word stalking because everyone always thinks of the guy with telescope in someones tree. In my case it was just me researching her intensely in that I commented on a photo where I was included and said I looked uglier than a beetle. Yep that's why she blocked me originally because I insulted myself
You sound like a creeper.
Really because she tagged me in the photo. So I saw it and commented on myself
Ketara wrote:The number of, 'So I was bullied my whole life with people throwing jellied eels at me and children spitting at me every time I passed in the street, until I turned massive and worked out and went after them all with lead pipes and I'm so hard now' stories in this thread are amusing.
Not to say it doesn't happen, but I may take with a pinch of salt. I happen to remember one other chap who even made a multi-account to post about how amazing he was in fights, so I tend to take stuff like this posted on the web a bit less seriously than I might otherwise do.
Except for Matty's. Having met him, I believe him.
Well, the unsung part of it is, school bullying tends to fade in high school. At that point, discrpeencies in size are lessening, and people have moved into more serious stuff, like girls and getting a job.
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FITZZ wrote:
corpsesarefun wrote:A stone is 14 pounds, 15 stone is 210lb and 27 stone is 378lb.
This is presuming that our friend the Duke is a teenage male.
I'm also presuming that weight isn't mostly muscle.
Aha...so ...seeing as I'm 6'4" and weigh around 260 pounds that would be around 18 stone yes?
Yeah, 18 and a half stone.
I'm around 6'2 and I tend to be around 11 or 12 stone.
I thought you turkeys were on the metric system. Whats the dealio?
I am lucky enough to have a group of good friends, we hang out, talk and sometimes play soccer.
Our group gets called "The nerd group", not because we play warhammer and video games (they don't even know about that),, but because we are smarter than them.
So, we work harder, get good grades and don't get into trouble, and yet we are bullied? It makes no sense to me.
They then took the torment way further, and got people from their group, to dack us in the middle of our school feild, infront of all grades.
The teacher heard about this, and they only got ONE detention. Seriously? Honestly?
We got back at them in the best way!:
As we were playing soccer we waited for them to stand infront of us to torment us, and we pretended to go for goals, but actually aimed for them!
I got the ringleader in the stomach, and they have left us alone from that point on.
Monster Rain wrote:Late to the party again, it would seem. Oh well...
As an aside: "Intense research" sounds like stalking to me.
Yeah, and saying you look "as ugly as a beetle" doesn't sound very suave either.
Neither did her telling me I am bastard that needs to go kill himself. First death threat from a girl was from that girl at least that proves something she is craazzya!
Which reminds me of something about my sniper rifle Lucy, oh how i miss that gun.
It was bullied so much by younger scouts that it eventually commited suicide in 2008. Stop bullying :(
15 stone at anything under 6'3 isn't particularly healthy either.
I can't envision a world where a 400 lbs man isn't caring around an unhealthy amount of body fat. But 15 stone under 6'3, that's a generalization. 15 stone at 5'8 and 10% bodyfat is incredibly healthy for a male, so it's really about body fat and lean mass. You can be 8 stone and 6'1 and be unhealthy if your body fat is 20% (it happens). Just throwing out there tha BMI and hieght wieght charts are useless. Bodyfat is what matters.
Ketara wrote:The number of, 'So I was bullied my whole life with people throwing jellied eels at me and children spitting at me every time I passed in the street, until I turned massive and worked out and went after them all with lead pipes and I'm so hard now' stories in this thread are amusing.
Not to say it doesn't happen, but I may take with a pinch of salt. I happen to remember one other chap who even made a multi-account to post about how amazing he was in fights, so I tend to take stuff like this posted on the web a bit less seriously than I might otherwise do.
Except for Matty's. Having met him, I believe him.
I take anyones stories about fighting with large grains of salt, and in person check for the tell tale signs of "winning" fights. Crooked noses, swollen cheekbones, misshapen ears, maybe a scar or two. On the interwebz when I see lead pipe, my brain shuts down. Everyone knows tie down chains from flat cars work better.
@Asherion did you facebook "intense research" this chick or did you follow her home in your van?
I take anyones stories about fighting with large grains of salt, and in person check for the tell tale signs of "winning" fights.
I was picked on by Bruce Li, until Chuck Norris came along. After an intensive training montage I challenged Bruce Li. Oh crap. I just remembered. I still lost. Here's some home video.
MaximusPrime wrote:
Our group gets called "The nerd group", not because we play warhammer and video games (they don't even know about that),, but because we are smarter than them.
MaximusPrime wrote:
Our group gets called "The nerd group", not because we play warhammer and video games (they don't even know about that),, but because we are smarter than them.
MaximusPrime wrote:
Our group gets called "The nerd group", not because we play warhammer and video games (they don't even know about that),, but because we are smarter than them.
Reminds me of an old joke:
"What do you call a nerd after school?
You there
Boy
Cletus
Sport
Kid
Mail boy
Give me a number one with a diet coke
Really? They consider politics a science now?
Shifty
Slim
Slick
Stretch
Chewbacca
Probate
Unemployed.
I can keep going.
I am glad to say that I have never ever been bullied in my whole 17 years of existence.
Thing is, I live on a small Island (population 160,000) where most people know each other. I go to a small school and there are currently 14 students in my grade 12 year. (this isnt the same all over the Island, but I go to a french first-language school, french being a minority).
Being in such a small class really forces patience and understanding on a group, so normally we all get along splendidly. On one hand, because of the drench program we get a lot of new students, a couple being immigrants (who are always really nice and interesting to talk to)
On the other hand, living in what some would call a back-wash province, you get your share of right-winged butt-holes.
So today in law class, we are discussing how the only english people allowed into the school are people with french histories and backgrounds.One of the aforementioned right-winged butt-holes (lets call him Carl), voices his opinion about how he agrees with this and it is in the french community`s interest to preserve the "bloodline".
The next subject we talk about is how the only other party allowed to enter french schools are immigrants (such as the one in our law class, called Nin, who is Syrian christian). "They have the right to choose which language to study in when they immigrate" says the teacher. She also adds that Nin had probably chosen as well (Nin doesn't care about being an example, because she is proud of her culture).
At this point, Carl semi-publicly exclaims somethign along the lines of " Godamn immigrants, they get treated better then we do"...
My friend proceeds to get up out of his seat and yells to carl "Someday you will realise the potential of a multinational based country, but until then, stick to talking about your monster trucks and 4-wheelers, because we dont wanna hear your racist crap anymore"...
I can say my bullying story is true, but on others I can't say, since I don't know the guys.
I never had any luck from girls, I was walking near one, so I could get to the toilet, (the toilet was in the hall, she was in the hall) and for no reason, she screams, kicks me in the balls, and runs off. Girls are vicious bitches
ers lets face it. We can be vile, we can be as bad as an adult.
(motorcycle chain not some wussy offroad bicycle for girly boys).
