Tales of Bullying - Were you a bully? Were you bullied? Or were you both?

in middle school my group of friends would legit be dicks and bully each other for no reason other than we thought everyone else was autistic. looking back it was really retarded for the most part but a lot of the guys in my friendgroup kinda deserved it tbh lmao. for example we had the group weeb that would spam anime art in fb comments and would sperge out about it and say how he has a right to watch anime and if we don't stop he's going to post loli pics. i kinda felt bad at first but since middle school he's legit become a hentai artist and it's legit some of the worst drawn i've ever seen
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this is a self portrait of himself where it looks like he drew unkle adams. he'd probably warrant a lowcow thread if he actually sperged out more and publicly. my friends have a lot of stories about how he hasn't changed since middle school and kinda has gotten worst. like last year or the year before my friend somehow convinced him that he raped his gf and a week later they broke up
 
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I went to an awful school and was tormented constantly for reasons I still can't figure out. We had assigned lunch tables. You couldn't sit where you wanted to. So if you didn't like who you were stuck with, tough. All the girls at my table talked about boy bands all the time and I just sat there nodding my head and pretending I knew what they were talking about. I really wanted to say those boy bands sucked but a couple of them were real little bitches and I didn't want to start any trouble. I listened to metal and couldn't give a rat's ass about whatever the hell prefab faggot band they were into. But the only other girl that liked the kind of music I did was obsessed with Guns N' Roses in a really weird way and I didn't want to hear about her Axl fantasies all damn day. She tried to talk to me about them a few times.

We also had assigned bus seats. So like with the lunch tables, sucks to be you. It went by your route and I lived pretty far away. So I had to take the third bus. I had to sit next to this older girl with a really annoying voice. And she wouldn't let me sit on the seat right. She would push me all the way to the end. If I didn't move she'd tell me to over and over again until I did. All while shoving me continuously. Since I was way younger than her I felt like there was nothing I could do but wait until she graduated.

Pretty much all the older girls were safety monitors and they would constantly patrol the schoolyard telling you to pull your socks up. You weren't allowed to walk around with your socks falling down. It created an endless cycle of bitchiness where all you wanted to do was become a safety when you got older so you could yell at little kids and let off steam.

There was a fug girl named Audrey who hated me for no discernible reason other than I existed. She kept her Host from First Communion. She put it under the cap to a bottle of aspirin. Why she was allowed to carry around aspirin I don't know. But she'd take the Host out and show it to people and brag about how she kept it. Thinking back I should have told on her just because she was such a bitch to me and her best friend was this fat fuck named Siobhan or however you spell that name. We were explicitly told to swallow the Host and never chew it or pocket it. No matter how much I hated church I always followed those rules. I wonder if she still has that Host.

There was a teacher who threw my books and screamed in my face. She did similar things to other students. She locked me in a classroom and wouldn't let me use the bathroom or turn on the lights. I had unfinished work and she made me do it all lunch period. Then when she came back she accused me of stealing from the classroom. I wasn't stealing. I finished my work so I got up to look at the art projects and books. Nothing much was done about this incident either. They just moved me to another class. But I did hear that she got a bit violent with another student's mother over something being broken. she must have been read the riot act because I didn't hear of anything bad after that. The only thing I can think of was that they weren't going to fire her because it would be scandalous to the parish's reputation (never mind that the Monsignor had a girlfriend and kids and that got out a few years later). But that bitch should have went to jail for some of the things she did. She's lucky she didn't push a couple of the boys to shoot up the place.

I was always being called in to Mother Superior's office for not being sociable enough. But the truth was I was just really quiet and wanted to read instead of playing hopscotch and tag with a bunch of girls I didn't care for anyway. There was nothing really to it but that. i wanted quiet time. I could play enough at home where it was loud due to siblings. There was a boy who tormented me and made fun of me every time the teacher left the classroom. My brother told me that after he graduated high school he was still bullying little kids So he was just a loser. He ended up overdosing.

Most of the neighborhood girls hated me and threatened me. Always threatening to break my stuff. I had my shoes stolen off of my feet while I was sitting on the porch. They were thrown in the street. Always called names. I have literally no idea what the hell I was doing to make people dislike me. Most of my friends were boys because they were nicer to me. One of the reasons I still don't get close to females is all the bad experiences I had.

I could go on but I've went on longer than anybody else.
 
Used to be bullied by this stuck up bitch of a couch in highschool. Always making fun of my upholstery and spreading rumors that I had a mold patch growing underneath my cushions. However it seems like karma caught up with the cunt. I decided to look her up one day and it seems like she's a literal street hooker. Homeless and looking like shit, it seems like she got her just deserts.
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Is that a patch of mold I see underneath your cushions Stacy?
 
I was bullied once by those stereotypical chad types in junior high that /pol/ likes to reeee about. Now that I think about it, he looked like an utter tryhard kid like everyone else was. Dumb as fuck. Had a fight in the locker, but nothing much came out of it from my recollection. He didn't bother me again, I think. Afterwards there was some dumb Vietnamese who had a super boner for hentai like some degenerate who kept throwing rocks at me and somehow flushed my calculator down the toilet. I smashed his head against the lockers several times. Then he went on to be arrested for bringing a gun in high school.
 
I used to be bullied badly in elementary and middle school. Good ol' That's Cool here went to a church run private school then suddenly to a ghetto shitdump of a public school district when 10-11. It mostly consisted of name calling and kids being annoying until you figure out they can't read for shit. When i got to middle school it was pretty terrible. It's never guys that bully, it's always females. I don't have many female friends because of this and i usually hung out with guys because they were always pretty funny and chill.

I was actually sexually assaulted a good chunk of middle and high school because of my lack of a spine and I was a very shy person who just wanted to be liked and fit in. So i got intimidated into situations that i was too scared to get away from and too scared to tell anyone. Looking back on it, it's technically my fault for not standing up for myself and just allowing it to happen. My parents weren't around much at all when i was in school because of work so part of me thinks i went along with this because of the attention i got. I feel like shit remembering it but getting it out makes me feel better.

In highschool, outside of the spoiler, i met a guy I ended up dating and he gave me a confidence boost. Around that time, my dad used to bully me for being a fat kid and that does you know, wonders on your self esteem when you already don't have any so i ended up getting an eating disorder that fucked up up to this day. This is actually pretty depressing but once I graduated it essentially stopped and once i got to college things got 100x better for me. I don't like to think about grade school because of the above and i'll admit i held vendettas and grudges against a number of people and was close to pulling a Dobson. However i realized it's stupid to hold grudges for something the person might not even remember or they'll feel bad for doing and tried moving on with my life. It's a bitch to do but it's helped me feel better about myself.
 
I was a cringy fuckin' weeaboo in middle school so I got crap for that quite understandably, but the extent of my reaction to nasty comments was either to go about my business or just look at them like "nigga what" so it never progressed very much. I think if I tried to joke back with these people I might have had a much better time, the few times I did it worked out for me. Thankfully no one was ever really horrible to me. I got some pretty nasty comments related to being androgynous (I'm a lady person but built boyish with minimal boobage). Joke's on them, I'm a sexy goth lady now. The way I see it is that everyone is a goddam tard in middle school and oftentimes also in high school, so the people who gave me crap might have turned themselves into decent enough people. Some might still be assholes, but I don't want to make assumptions after 10 years.
I think the only times where I was the bully is if I had a sped friend who was getting on my nerves and wouldn't leave me alone. I try to be nice to everyone and be friends with people who don't have any, but the problem is that you come across some clingy fuckin' people and sometimes they are scary manipulative. Not a nice thing to say, but sometimes people have no friends for very valid reasons.
 
Toward the end of 8th Grade, a kid grabbed me and threw me into a bathroom stall during lunch. The principal didn't do shit about it, she did the whole "he's speshul" spiel (even though the kid was just ADD) and nothing more.

After that, I fell into a brief period of depression as I was fearing that I would have to put up with that shit for four more years in HS.
 
I went to a white trash grade school, been at both ends of that shit, teachers included.
I managed to doxx one fucker preinternet and egged the shit out of his house. A teacher that is. I know they passed away but I live too far away to go take a dump on their grave, but it's in my future plans.
 
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I once pissed off a tard by just constantly taunting him until he went into a rage and attacked me, and only the attacking part was seen by a teacher. I'm going to put this in the neutral department, because I had the decency to admit I was deliberately provoking him, so he got away with it. And so did I, even though I was the one who should have been punished.
 
I was picked on a lot in elementary school, until I told on the bullies and got them in trouble. I was left alone after that.
 
I was bullied through elementary and middle school because I was "intellectually gifted". Puberty was kind, however - T&A evidently trump brains because all of a sudden, the people who used to push me around (mostly males) now wanted to be my "friend". Très drôle.
 
Was bullied in middle and high school for apparently being "that quiet weird girl who has no friends." Most of the time it was just annoying little jabs but there were a couple of bitches who really went out of their way to be assholes to me. One day I finally told the principle and was never bothered by them again afterwards. I also got ostracized, especially in gym.
 
I was the bully in elementary because I was taller than others and got sick of being prodded and asked about my acne at an early age. I was constantly bothered about being a bit of an early bloomer. In addition, there were some jackass kids that were rude to others (particularly people I considered friends) that I felt needed to be pushed around a little. It wasn't just verbal shit, I got to the point that I would kick and hit people out of anger. Life was relatively easy because this was back when no one was coddled, and I wasn't really punished. My bullying went on for a good few years until I finally started trying to manage my anger issues because I realized I was being an ass out of insecurity.

When everyone got taller in middle school, I remained short, but people avoided approaching me because they remembered what I was like. Even if I couldn't hit as hard as I did, I was still incredibly rude just talking to people. Very hard to make friends later on. I am lucky I made any period. :heart-empty:
 
Some kid tried to bully me on the bus everyday by calling me names and saying shit. I then knocked his ass down and stomped him on the floor repeatedly until the bus driver got up.

Fast forward to middle school like 4 or 5 years later and some kid tried provoking me into a fight. I had mellowed out so it didn't work. Looking back I could and should have beat his ass, since getting suspended for a week wouldn't have affected my life now anyway.

I made fun of autistic kids, and made a gay kid cry for calling him a faggot I felt bad for the gay kid later, but everyone else I don't care since it was so long ago. I bullied one girl everyday but yeas later we became friends and she's a really cool ass person now. She doesn't remember it.

So yeah both. But like years apart and didn't affect me that much.

I was the tallest or second tallesr in my grade since like kindergarten. So people didn't mess with me.
 
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I was bullied occasionally while very young, but it was mostly in passing - people that were dicks to everyone were also dicks to me. Nobody focused on me until highschool, and after a few months of that lumpy redneck shouting malformed epithets at me, I pulled him into private and calmly dissected his behavior. I asked why, when he failed to respond, I theorized. I laid out better uses of his time for every win condition I could theorize, and better insults then the same three he used every day. When I got tired of venting and he hadn't said a word in his defense, I left. That was the end of that. Hasn't been a problem since. The one time it nearly was, an ungentle sack tap cleared the air.
 
I remembered a couple others.

There were actually racial tensions in my high school. Them evil coloreds would do this thing to me where they'd get behind me on the stairs in a gang. And then they'd bully me by flicking me in the ear with one finger. And when I'd turn around to confront them, they'd be making this "you mad bro" face, and would deny knowing who had done it.

I've been in the hood, man. I have the scars.

Also I once constantly annoyed a tard by making fun of his name until he shoved me up against a locker and punched me. He was already in trouble for other tard rages. So I admitted I had actually deliberately provoked him and had it coming, so he didn't get in trouble.

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As a kid I was ostracized by everybody instead of being bullied, so I fantasized about shooting up the school.
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Dude, all of us did that, even if we weren't ostracized.
 
I'm a really quiet person and always have been. But I was nice so I was never really targeted. I only had one friend in Standard 5 (the year before First Form) and he got mean in First Form. He used to tease me about being weird, not having any friends besides him and being half African. He used a fake African accent and talked about me living in a hut and jumping around naked and I took great offence to that. He also used to copy my homework and latched onto me during group projects because I generally got As and Bs. Whenever he left me alone I'd sit and read and he would come back and sit next to me with his friends and talk about how friendless I was. Idk why he switched up on me like that. Eventually I made 3 friends (equally weird) but he always came to the group and teased us individually. Sometimes he was not awful, though. That's why we still talked.

Was this really bullying?
 
I was a 'weird kid' so was bullied, and hung out with other kids in the same category. Sadly, I'd occasionally bully younger and weaker kids too, in elementary school but got over it. In high school, shit got a bit more serious but by grade 11 most of us were maturing well and a former merciless bully of mine and I would hang out and smoke weed with some other guys and laugh. Never became great pals or anything, but it was a hell of an improvement to rabbit punches in the hallway and mockery in class. Only had a couple of situations where shit turned into real fistfights. Ironically by the time I started carrying a stiletto to bluff my way out of any serious hassling, the bullying ended before I needed to pull it.
On hindsight this is of course a good thing. A juvenile weapons charge would have left a lot of scrutiny on my back, and I was already having problems with our born-again Christian Vice Principal, because I was known to play Dungeons and Dragons with my friends, and therefore was 1 step away from being a Satanist according to him and he would have loved an excuse to expel me. He also allowed another student, a preacher's daughter, to do blatant evangelizing and give anti D&D presentations in the library on lunch periods. Thank FUCK that kind of person isn't allowed in high school administration any longer.

My best friend at the time (still is today, a couple decades later) was also bullied several times in elementary school, but upon a growth spurt (in size and confidence both) in 8th grade, he took all 3 of his bullies in succession out to the designated 'after school fight' area and proceeded to whip the ungodly shit out of all 3 (on different days) and leave them crying, showing these former terrors of smaller and nerdier kids up to be pathetic losers who were never able to bully anyone again that I ever saw.
 
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