Were you ever bullied art school/work/camp/etc?
Posted 23 May 2012 - 08:19 PM
sometimes it doesn't have to be scientific, someone just needs to have their nose broken
Posted 23 May 2012 - 08:20 PM
By H.S. I had "an angle" and not too much to deal with. except for the Atheletic director/ football coach... we planted a christmas tree on the 50 yard line which blew his tiny mind!
Don't worry.. I got an angle
Posted 23 May 2012 - 08:56 PM
Posted 23 May 2012 - 09:02 PM
Posted 23 May 2012 - 09:28 PM
6 years later, another brother married her. she told me years ago that she's always respected me, starting from the day i didn't back down or run away from her at the bus stop. i told her that was the same day i learned that she'd pick on anyone as long as they were smaller than her. guess you can say we've never been particularly close.
Posted 23 May 2012 - 09:41 PM
I was bullied quite a bit. It pissed me off but basically I ignored it and just brushed it off. I'm not a wuss.
I didn't have a father around to tell/teach me to stand up and fight, and had one older sibling three years older who also seemed to like to bully and who never stuck up for me when being bullied - even when it was her friends bullying (we never really got along and are still far from close). As a young kid, when I tried standing up to my sister, I would get in trouble ('cause you can't hit a girl' even though her evilness is what brought me to that boiling point), so that trained me to not fight back. I think bullies saw 'easy target' on me due to all of the above.
My saving grace basically was an inner happiness and a solid group of friends I could count on to be friends.
My sister sucks. I remember her writing a parody song '50 ways to kill your brother'. Allowing her friends to pick on me to the point of tears without stepping in and stopping it. HER picking on me to the point of tears. Inviting me to join in something and then deny me access.
Also, if I ever run into Tommy Beaulieu, I will kick his ass or at least have the pleasure of trying (he picked on me till about 5th grade when he moved) - Now I am bigger than him and have the power of pent up anger!!!
Posted 23 May 2012 - 09:41 PM
Posted 23 May 2012 - 09:48 PM
stop bullying.gov says:
"Bullying is an act of repeated aggressive behavior in order to intentionally hurt another person, physically or mentally."
Posted 23 May 2012 - 10:06 PM
Posted 23 May 2012 - 10:12 PM
I was bullied a lot in school. It resulted in a lot of fights to defend myself. I tried to get help from the school but they didn't really do that much back then. It got a little better but never went away
...and gimme yer lunch money....or else!
Posted 24 May 2012 - 01:50 AM
Not so sure why people bully/fight.....it fucking hurts no matter if you win or not....
Posted 24 May 2012 - 02:00 AM
Though in 8th grade, three 7th graders picked me out for some reason, I didn't know them, was not sure why it happened once, so I sort of let it go. The second time they were targeting me directly, I held my ground but didn't really do much, I think I pushed one.
It was towards the end of the year and my parents took me out a little early for a vacation, and when we got back and they saw I failed Math and Science, they shipped me off the to Catholic School so I never went to school with them again, still curios why they thought they should bully me, lol.
Posted 24 May 2012 - 09:19 AM
Posted 24 May 2012 - 11:25 AM
In high school I was picked on by a few boys my freshmen year. My Senior brother took care of that quickly by having a little chat with them. They didn't dare say anything else to me ever again.
Posted 24 May 2012 - 03:36 PM
I contemplated accepting it...until I ran into him at a funeral for someone else in our class who died. He didn't have any interest in talking to me or even acknowledging my existence. If you can't make conversation w/me when we're standing in a room, why the hell do you think I'd want to be your friend online?!
Posted 24 May 2012 - 05:07 PM
Posted 24 May 2012 - 06:56 PM
The 1st day of 9th grade, as in the 1st day of high school, I was sitting in the cafeteria prior to the 1st bell. This guy who picked on me all through 7th and 8th grade comes walking up to me and says, "Hey IT_Buzz, you're mother's a whore" and laughs. This guy sitting at the table gets up and punches my bully flat in the chest, knocking the bully to the ground and knocking the wind out of him. Everyone at the table starts laughing and of course a crowd gathers. My tormentor, gasping for breath sits on his ass with this bewildered look on his face. He gets enough of his breath to ask the guy who punched him, "Why did ya hit me?" The guy who punched him replies, "Because his mom is my mom too!" Everyone starts laughing again. The bully never messed with me again.
Posted 24 May 2012 - 07:37 PM
I didn't deal with it well at all. I would bottle it up and eventually explode with a rolling boil temper. I was able to avoid suspension for most fights, because I was luckily able to convince school officials that I wasn’t the aggressor, mainly because I would get the shit kicked out of me. Being small and inexperienced with hand-to-hand combat, I never won a fight. That didn’t help matters either. What’s a better target for bullying than being a nerd? Being a nerd that can’t stick up for himself.
I was eventually able to convince my parents to send me to the private Jesuit high school in Portland where intelligence was valued a little more, and that helped a lot. There was still some bullying, but it wasn't as bad as what I likely would have endured had I gone to my hometown high school.
Throughout high school and on into my young adult years, I turned the anger, frustration and resentment from those years of bullying into a drive to become successful in whatever I did. I wanted to live out that whole dream of “someday I’ll be your boss and the tables will be turned”. Has that happened? Not yet. I’ve been successful in my career, but I’m not the millionaire with all the kids in my class jealous of my success that I thought I’d be at this point. It doesn’t matter though. I like to take solace in the fact that those that bullied me the most growing up are either in jail, homeless or dealing with poverty now; well, at least the ones I know of. Is it right for me to take solace from that? Probably not but I don’t really care. For the hell they put me through, it’s the least they deserve.