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Post-Traumatic stress
February 6, 2018
My 6th grade year was terrible I was in a different country for a sabbatical year because my dad was working there. So basically I start school and everything is going ok until a girl in our class tried to kill herself becuase of these two kids and they made derogatory comments about her and mocked how she spoke and spread random whisper campaigns around to make her feel bad. As soon as I noticed this I took a stand against them and spoke publicly and said that what they did was wrong. At the start they just harassed me, but then it grow to physically assualting me and stabbing me with pencils and threatening to break my arm. Then they robbed me while holding me at knife point. I tried returning to my school which was very nice with great peers, but I had at that point serious depression and after three months I tried to kill myself. I ended up at the hospital for a week and a half where I would be released after promising to attend an outpatient program. I did and am doing much better but even though I hang out with friends and am back at school I still feel like a piece of me is missing. I recently helped a girl who was going through a lot of the same stuff that I went through only she went through it in the states at my old school. It really triggered me but I worked through it. I’m basically trying to say there’s always light at the end of the tunnel just push forward.
Are you gay?
February 6, 2018
Last year a person in my grade who used to be unpopular( like me), now is popular. They were dared by someone to ask me out as a joke. I assumed that’s what it was, and said no,they then said, “why did you say no, is it because your gay or something”, after that I didn’t really respond, because I am gay and haven’t come out. But after he asked me that he prodded more saying stuff like,”will you go out with her”, and more along those lines. He then started telling people that I was gay. I mean, I know it’s not the worst insult, but it really made me so embarrassed, and sad. Just seeing how people reacted to his joke.
Soccer Coach
February 6, 2018
I don’t if this would count as bullying or not but here it goes. When I was 12 I had started playing soccer the first few practices were pretty good. The co-coach was always nice and gave me tips but the coach was one of the rudest people I had ever met. He would always yell at us when we wouldn’t make a goal or would laugh because someone said something funny. One practice he called one girl on the team a dog and made her cry. The same practice everyone had a partner they would pass the ball to. I was with my bestfriend and we decided to drop kick the ball to each other. I wasn’t very good but wanted to practice more and he came up to me and said “Stop wasting your time and my time. You will never be a goalie and won’t get good drop kicks.” I was pissed at him I wanted to yell but my friend said not to. Throughout the season he wouldn’t lighten up with talking down to us and saying we weren’t good enough.
Kids think im gay and make fun of me because of it
February 2, 2018
It started in high school around 10th grade(now a senior) and everyday i would get called a faggot or gay i didnt really care but i thought it needed to get looked into because one of those kids ended up getting into alot of fights
When i got bullied.
February 1, 2018
okay so i came from maryland and moved to another school in 6th grade. These mean girls were looking at me funny the whole entire school day. but i didnt think nothing of it.The next day they tried to fight me, etc., and throw stuff at me.
Why?
February 1, 2018
I am generally a very anti social person, however, I don’t see a problem with that, I take this bus that takes me to and from school, two boys would tease me about my breasts, that they are really big,and sometimes they would just try to annoy me, I try my best to ignore them. I got really angry and I almost hit one of them. I don’t like being teased, its not a good feeling. I need help, I’m too embarrassed to tell anyone because they’ll think that I’m weak. I don’t want to live like this any longer. I don’t know what to do.
Bullied and Found a Way Forward
February 1, 2018
When I was 13 I was just like any other teenager working hard hoping to achieve and succeed my goals. It got to like January and this is when the bullying had started. At first I was called names and then actions were also associated with the names. It really hurt my feelings, I felt lonely and isolated and felt that I was worthless and had no meaning to continue living. Everyday at school as me and the bullies were mostly in the same lessons, the bullying had just continued. I didn’t tell any teacher because I didn’t want to get my family involved but I sometimes wish I did. Anyways, when it was June time the bullies were no longer in the same lessons as me, so it had sort of come to an end of having to put up with them everyday and every lesson. Then in July I tried my best to concentrate on my work and all of sudden it felt as if things were actually beginning to change without the help of anybody. I felt that when I was around the bullies I sort of felt scared about what they were going to do but otherwise I started feeling a little better. Then many times in exams my teachers commented I have the accurate knowledge to succeed, this gave me hope to continue living life and to slowly move away from the suicidal thoughts that I was having.
Basically to overcome the bullying I didn’t ask for help, sometimes you just feel you can deal with it on your own better, so I tried it and it sort of helped.
So to overcome bullying first you need to find something, e.g. good grades, as a form of motivation to help you ignore the harmful effects of bullying and to work hard to achieve the grades that you want. Then find friends that understand you better and are worthy of your time. Next add happiness to your life, this can only be done if you get out of the lonely and isolated experiences that you have. So you can go out watch a movie with worthy and honest friends and/or family this way you are going to open up more about things as you’ll end up joining in on conversations. Also, you will have some funny moments in which you’ll feel happy and will feel and think that why should you restrict your happiness just because of what them losers called you or did to you they are lowlifes they are the one that are not worth anything they are only jealous of you of your success of you as a person that’s why they bullied you so you feel bad snout yourself and don’t achieve. They cannot stand your achievement and happiness they want it but can’t get it so they treat you horribly, all you have to do is try your best to focus and do the work no matter because people with knowledge can lead more effectively not people who have to degrade others just to make themselves feel better and on the same level.
Adults Can Bully too
February 1, 2018
When I was in elementary school, every day we would have to go to either music, art or P.E. My class always dreaded the day we had to go to music. Our music teacher was terrible. She called us dead beats, and she threatened to kick us out of a club, or to get suspended! She always had a complaint, and there was always a kid crying once we left the class. Then finally, in 5th grade, we told our teacher as a class, and our teacher was mad. She called the office to let them know. That night many parent complaints were sent to the school about that teacher. The school almost fired her, but she had to complete that semester because of the show we were doing, but she did stop bullying us.
The Key to Happiness That Was Once Broken
January 29, 2018
When I was in elementary school, I was the average kid: playing, laughing, and living. I had friends to hang out with all the time and school became one of my happy places. When my first day of middle school began, all the happiness I once had inside slowly faded, and my personality began to crumble. My smile was no more; instead, it was part of an emotionless face that wouldn’t budge even a single muscle. My body was sluggish and reluctant toward the prison that was my school. My eyes welled up with tears as I constantly heard taunts all around me because of my appearance and nothing more. This was partially my fault, as doing nothing and being a “good student” would supposedly save me from the other students that would torment me again and again. After three whole years of the bullying, I finally moved to another state when I finally reached high school, and I found my key to happiness once more. I actually had friends that I could rely on and laugh with and they thought the same. I was happy to arrive at school once again and participated in extracurricular and co-curricular activities. Because of the friends and teachers I gained, I was able to be the person I used to be, and I transformed into a light in other people’s lives. Some claimed that I saved them, but I owe them for bringing me salvation from my past. Everyone has a key of their own; however, that key can unlock the lights in others around them that create a chain reaction to create even more lights that can shine as bright as the stars in the pitch black night sky.
A Bully’s Lesson
January 29, 2018
I started sixth grade alongside my best friend, who had a history of making fun of certain other kids and expected me to be her back-up. She’d start telling someone that no one liked them, then want me to say I hated them as “proof”, for example. This behavior made me uncomfortable, but I went along with it because, well, she was my best friend and always nice to me. As time went on, this narrowed to basically bullying one other girl in particular.
Our class had a pet rabbit who everyone was obsessed with, and, one day, someone left the hutch open so the rabbit got out into the school. Our teacher said unless whoever had left it open came forward, we would all get in trouble because the rabbit might have gotten hurt. No one did, so our entire class had to eat at our desks for lunch then stay there through recess. (The rabbit was found, by the way, and it was fine). But my best friend whispered to me that the girl we “hated” had probably done it and that I should say I saw this happen. I didn’t see it happen and I was hesitant to lie to the teacher about this, but my best friend and some of our other friends convinced me to. So later that day, I went to our teacher and said that I “didn’t want to get anyone in trouble, but I saw (the girl) leave the rabbit out of its hutch when we were leaving for music class”.
The teacher quietly pulled that girl out into the hall, and I don’t know what all happened, but we heard her crying after a while. My friends spread the word that it was that girl’s fault we had all gotten in trouble and now she was crying because she had wanted us to suffer “her” consequences. 12-year-olds don’t need much to go on, so everyone apparently believed us. People started swapping stories about dishonest or wrong things they had observed the girl doing in the past, most of which were probably not true, but by the time she and the teacher came back in, the rest of our class was turned against that girl.
I’m sure getting bullied by the few of us wasn’t exactly enjoyable in the first place, but now people would purposefully exclude her, steal and hide her things, etc. There was this rumor that she wanted to change schools, but her parents wouldn’t let her because we only had six months until the end of elementary school for good, anyway. There were a couple kids who had been friends with the relevant girl, and they got teased somewhat because of this relationship—at least one stopped hanging out with the girl to avoid being associated with her.
Then, finally, I got called into the principal’s office, something that had never happened to me before. I had a very “girl next door” reputation, so I was scared what possibly could have gotten me into ~serious~ trouble.
It turned out that the teachers, principal, etc had pinpointed me as the “ringleader” of tormenting this girl. My immediate impulse was to deny it because I was just going along with what other people were doing, but the more I thought and talked about it, I came to realize I was one of the main “bullies”. This probably seems obvious to anyone reading this story, but idk I had always thought of myself as a really good person? And now it was as though I might not be. I had to have this conference with my family, which was super embarrassing for me, and I had to write the girl an apology letter, meet with the guidance counselor a few times, etc. I regretted what I had done.
My best friend, though, who also got in trouble, wanted to basically redouble our efforts against the girl because it was “her fault”. This was the first time I had a big fight with that friend and, afterwards, I was suddenly on the outside. It was as though if I didn’t go along with the stuff she did, she wouldn’t be my friend, and all our other friends went along with her. I found myself feeling lonely and persecuted and felt incredibly guilty that I had been integral in making someone else feel this way times ten. I tried to reach out to the girl I had bullied, but she (understandably) didn’t want to interact with me. I don’t know what happened to her after the year ended.
In Junior High, I basically became a better person, or I at least started paying real attention to how I act toward others. I like myself and I’m happy with my friends and life now, but I’ve learned you can never change the past. So, what I did to that girl will always have happened. I guess what the point of telling this story is that you should be careful how you treat people no matter what is or isn’t going on with you.