Were ever bullied as a child or were you the bully?

Question

how did it make you feel if you were picked on

if you were the bully why did you do it

Answer 1

I was bullied - Once one of my bullies came and tried to tell me how not to be bullied I have never forgotten it  - It was as if she really didn't want to do it but something about me was too tempting.

Later on in school some girls from a higher class were picking on me taking my satchel and cardigan and throwing them into soemone's yard on the way home. I just carried on walking but they got very upset and went and retrieved them and tried to make me take them and I wouldn't - It was a very strange turn around.

Most  of the time I felt this fierce burning inverted pride at how ridiculous bullies were - and how I wasn't like that.

Now I have more compassion and can see that they were feeling not good about themselves.

It took a very long time to get out of the disempowerment and the victim role.

Answer 2

i was always picked on,especialy in elementary and middle school...i grew up in upstate ny and tottaly did'nt fit in.or mabye because i was always shy and tiny...an easy target for others...

Answer 3

I was bullied all thru school.  I was the shortest one in my class, red hair & ton's of freckles. My hair was very long & my Mom always put it in braids for me. I was always called Raggedy Ann, dirty face or filthy Irish.

Needless to say, it was not a very pleasant experience. I came home from school most of the time in tears. That was along time ago & my looks have changed. If I happen to see someone I went to school with, they are very surprised when they see me & say how pretty or cute I am. :~)

Answer 4

i was both

Answer 5

I was bullied by my deighbor and cousing and eventually by everyone I "let" bully me.  Not anymore! I haven't become a bully, but I WILL stand up to one.

Answer 6

I am a very peaceful person, but ,I will protect myself. I was very quiet in school(and I went out of my way to be nice to kids who were maltreated by others) and I read alot of books. one time in 9th grade(and I have no idea why) the english class was watching a film in the school theatre. 3 girls(cheerleader types) were sitting behind me. thru the whole movie they were making comments about me(can you believe her clothes ,hair etc) and talking about beating me up after class.I was in between amused and pissed off. so, the movie ends and every one files out. instead of like rushing out with the crowd as they probably expected ,I waited to be last and casually strolled out. they were standing in the hall(secluded,no teachers around) and about 6 other kids were a ways down the hall watching. I threw my books down on the floor.slam! and I said"so,you b*****s want to fight---let's go!" they were stunned. and they started backing up and said "uh no---where did you get that idea?" and they left. I  was a little bit disappointed, I could have ripped them to shreds. the kids watching were laughing like crazy. one of them told me I looked meaner than jack the ripper. so,they ended up getting made fun of around school and I got a rep to be feared lol. the only other thing that happened (also in 9th grade)in the hall was a boy known for bullying was walking in front of me and my 8th grade brother was walking in front of him. (keep in mind i'm 5'3 and weighed 105 pounds) the bully was about 5'8,160. every few steps he was punching my brother in the back. I was seeing red. I punched him (the bully) in the  back as hard as I could. he turned around,the look on his face was priceless. I said(like I was clint eastwood or something)" if you want to fight someone,how about me? "  (my brother had kept walking in the crowd and was totally unaware of this. )craig-the bully---just stared at me with his mouth open and then walked away without saying a word. he probably could've pulverized me although I guarantee i'd've got in some good shots. the only other physical thing I had to do was a couple of years ago in a walgreens parking lot some woman kept saying comments to me as I was trying to handle a tantrum my grandson was throwing and she put her hands on him and I warned her to not touch him and she did it again so I shoved her and she fell against the wall of the store and then to the ground. the amazing thing was she got up and started for him again and I told her I was going to punch her in the face if she touched him again. she backed up to her car and said she had my license number and was caliing the police. I told her the police was a good idea.  she left and I never heard anything more.

Answer 7

neither.... I was a peaceful kid (so did I seem :)) ) and the others respected me... they never tried to bully me, because they knew that when I get angry I react violently... so they would have got into trouble.... :) as for me, I never bullied anybody.... I was always the one who saved the bullied ones, who were mostly guys....:)) now, which category do ya belong to?

Answer 8

My best friend was always much taller, bigger, and stronger than ANY of the guys in our class.  If anybody even tried to bully me around, my friend would take great delight in pounding them in the ground.  Needless to say, there were only two attempts made to bully me - both failed.

I never found a need to be a bully myself.

Answer 9

I was beat up a few times in elementary but by high school I was quickly willing to throw down in the hall if someone was outright disrespectful, most stayed clear.

Answer 10

l never was bullied - luckier than most l think, and l have never bullied anyone in my life - lt's just not cool.

Answer 11

hi Irish Matt, i was neither, i was the one having a crafty f*g, behind the bike shed,    blue

Answer 12

all of the time. Being disabled made school life a real beeotch.

Answer 13

i grew up in a small town so everyone knew me and got along with me. no one really ever made fun of me but they did ask alot of questions about why i was in a wheelchair.

Answer 14

I was niether, I was the one smoking in the girls room.

Answer 15

Once a year from grade school to senior someone would push me to the point where I would fight. I was a skinny farm boy that was big enough to maybe make some kind of rep. on but skinny enough to be considered easy game. I have a long fuse with a nuke at the end of it. It would usually take 2-3 months of bullying for them to find the nuke. I hated it. I won every one of those fights, (Being a farm boy I was much tougher than I looked.) But absolutely hated it. It didn't take me long to realize that the strongest bully was nothing but a weakling. They would get so used to my passive ways that it was a shock to them when they pushed me far enough to fight. I hated what it made me. I was severely bullied by an older brother and often went berserk, as a result, on the poor fool that pushed me too far. It's scary to blackout, in effect, and find out when you came back to your senses, that you had beat the c**p out of someone. The moral of the story. Don't bully people. You never know what may happen. I know several , much larger than me, bullies learned that lesson. On the bright side that once a year was usually enough to keep the rest away for a year.

Answer 16

I was bullied by a girl who was CAHRAZZZZY!!!!!

She once slammed my head into a rock wall all the while she was chocking me...

Answer 17

I had an older brother if that counts; We fought over anything, day and night, until the day he moved out. We did it because we were brothers and because we hated each other. I still hate him.

Answer 18

i have been bullied a lot in life even as an adult.  

in elementary school, this guy would make me give him my lunch every day that my mom packed for me.

it made me feel scared and dehumanized.

Answer 19

i wouldnt start but i wouldnt be bulled either