re: Anyone here bullied in school?

I was bullied by two SOB’s in high school. Never one at a time but both of them. I was the new kid in town. When I tried to defend myself , my Dad had some fricked up notion that if I fought I would sully the family name. He took away my boat,hunting privileges and made me stay in the yard for two weeks. I hold it against him and the SOB’s till today. It’s only been 46 years ago. I ran across one of the SOB’s the other day on the internet. Trying to figure out a way to severely hurt him economically. And I’m getting pretty close to having a sure way.

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You couldn't pay me a million dollars to relive my middle school years.

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I'd pay a million to relive mine for a week.

I was bullied growing up. Damn near every kid during my generation in my hometown was by older kids. Early 80s baby. It seemed like a right of passage and toughened everyone up. It also seemed like if you could take it then you were respected and it completely went away after a while.

Hard to explain but I am thankful for getting picked on.

I was bullied in grade school. Learned two valuable lessons. How to land a punch and how to take one.

That said, my heart goes out to these kids who can’t defend themselves. I truly hope that one day they face that life long bully and say, “Yes, I will take fries with that”.

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This won’t be popular round these parts, but it was mostly by the black kids

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What do you mean by that? Most of the posters here are extremely racist and love a chance to criticize black people. Just look at your upvote/downvote ratio

I'm saying I don't understand why he thought it wouldn't be popular here

I count myself fortunate for the most part when it comes to bullying. I’m not a huge guy, but I’ve never been small. I was also involved in a lot of sports, which kept me relatively protected.

The only true bully situation I ever encountered was in about 7th grade. Some obscenely rich and spoiled kid was a genuine a-hole to me for no reason for weeks on end. We had formerly been fairly good friends, but as sometimes happens a switch flipped in his head and all of a sudden I was a target.

My parents were never the type to call the school or call his parents. They just told me to either stay away from him or settle it myself. I took option B.

Fortunately, smear the queer was a perfectly acceptable game in the 90s and a perfect opportunity to take out some rage in a way not considered necessarily a fight. I waited until he picked up the ball and I got a full head of steam and slammed into him as hard as I possibly could (would probably get a targeting penalty in college football - but not in STQ). He got the breath knocked out of him and sense knocked into him. Bullying ended.

I was typically the smallest boy in my class all through schooling, so I was bullied intermittently at school at constantly by one of my older brothers.

I was bullied in kindergarten some, but I always faught back. Once my reputation was established that I was small, but scrappy, they moved on to easier targets.

I did have a bully briefly in 5th grade, but a conversation between the two of us and the principal helped us to avoid getting suspended for fighting and the bullying stopped until I changed schools.

The bullying was bad in middle school because they had passed all of those zero tolerance policies which meant the kids being bullied had to suck it up and take it or else get suspended. I didn’t take it, and was suspended, but it was worth it because the bullying stopped until high school.

In the first two years of high school, there was a group of juniors and seniors who f$&ked with me constantly. I mostly just took the abuse until one of them tried to start harassing me physically. I whipped his power-lifting arse and those a-holes got the message and backed off. Thankfully the one teacher who saw what happened decided not to report it or I would have been suspended again. They graduated and I never had to deal with bullies in school ever again. I difused bullies after that by just living up to the jokes and owning them. However, after college I had a racist bully for a boss. The difference there is you can just quit, which I did.

Bullies want a response. They want to make you upset. There are only three solutions: fight, bodyguard, or humor. If you stand up for yourself, fight, and win. All bullying ceases. If you at least hold your own, even if you lose, respect will be earned, and the two of you might even become friends after that. However, get pummelled and the bully will continue to own you.

If you can find a bigger kid, or someone the bully fears, to protect you, the bullies will at least back off while the ofher kid is around. This works as a short term solution, but is just a bandaid on the real problem.

If you own the joke and laugh it off, the bully loses power, especially if you can somehow turn it around on them. You can go from being a laughingstock to a legend. Eventually, people will remember whatever embarrassing moment as awesome, funny, and kinda cool.

Long post short: bullies can only bully those who allow themselves to be bullied. By owning the criticism (f$&k yeah, I’m short, why would I want to risk getting struck by lightening?) one can avoid fighting which is a much more dangerous and risky strategy.

I was never bullied but my oldest son has been. He has a hard time fitting in. He tries too hard to fit in that he comes across annoying. We had to remove him from one school because he was petrified. New school has more boys in his class so he has found friends and most will tolerate him.

Hardest part as a parent was having to know your kid was being bullied. We have a younger son who is Mr. Popular so that make it even that much harder.