Did you get picked on in school!

[reality2k4]

I did, many times, by teachers and peers.
I was different, not like the other kids, and it was hell to think they could laugh about life, without feeling hunted as I was.

I had to go a different way to school every morning and use different gates, in case the perp was waiting for me.

I looked out of the school windows before I left school, and took on jobs so I never left with the other kids in case he was there.

Every morning after I soiled the bed there would be fights with my mom screaming, what are we going to do with "your" son, not our son.

I would be in the middle screaming to them that I will get better, and stop doing things that I had no control over, often going into school with no breakfast and running low on blood sugar.

I got thrashed by my form master, and told me I was scruffy, but I did not have the luxury of leaving the house without hurting before school, so I guess they were right.

The kids picked on me, and one day one of them kicked a ball into my face and nearly knocked me out, so it made me think that I was being picked on by them all.

I just wanted to be a normal boy, but somehow, I got to the point when the constant defence was meaning that I had to always be on the offensive, when I should have been enjoying childhood like all the other kids who had no real problems.

My teachers told me on leaving school that I would be the one who would go places, but they were wrong, because all I was doing was trying to survive.

Some of the guys I went to school with are either dead or living alone. What? Life are we living when childhood or mental illness affects us so early on in learning years,

ste

 

[batcountry]

kids can be much crueler than adults sometimes.

i did get picked on, not very much when i was really small, but as i got older it got worse. then i started getting into fights with everyone so they didnt say shit to my face so much but everyone thought it. well fuck them all anyway, all that taught me was that people suck.

but yeah kids will pick up on any weakness like hawks and they'll abuse it to their full potential. i dont know how "innocent" children are sometimes...

 

[WalkingSouth]

The short answer to your question, ste, is YES.

School was a nightmare for me much of the time. There were even a teacher or two that participated. I wasn't a particularly high profile student in that I tried to fly under the radar and not draw undue attention to myself. I suppose in doing that it had the unwanted opposite affect.

John

 

[James_dup1]

OH man I hated school all I ever did was get picked on I had no friends. I remember eating every one of my lunches alone because no one wanted to sit with me. I was so glad when I didn't have to go anymore. I remember being called names, hit, and just pushed around.

James

 

[Koveri]

School taught me one thing; How to be the invisible man. How to avoid people. As if the abuse wasn't enough in childhood, school made a bad childhood worse. I think I can honestly say I have not one good memory of school; any grade.

 

[shadowkid]

foster kid +school= misery. school in detention wanst any better and when it was over you didnt just go home. you went back to the room you shared with whatever maniac they stuck you with.

 

[FormerTexan]

ste,

I had 20 enemies a day in school and on the way home. I was always in fights I didn't even start. In middle school I lived in my brother's shadow at the principal's office.

..good times.

 

[ScottyTodd]

I was more invisible than picked on mostly. If I was picked on, then I would be acknowledged. If there was a fight, I was so angry from the abuse (phys./sexual) that I let it fly!! Always, someone got very hurt (ie. brick to the head, bloody nose, smashed into a wall, steps,etc.) sometimes going to the hospital. So after 14/15 there were no more fights (they thought I was a little nuts!)and just left me float through school. A period that was very hard for me! I'm glad I don't have to relive my adolescence!!

Howard

 

[WalkingSouth]

Howard,

I remember in 4th grade I discovered how sharp my pencils could actually get and do did a few of the bullies! I can't say at this point it was a good lesson for me to learn in some ways, but I did learn that I could defend myself to the point where they were scared to attempt physical torment. They then reverted to emotional torment which was a good deal worse in my opinion but at least I no longer lived in fear of bodily harm.

Good thread, ste.
Lots of love,

John

 

[Dewey2k]

I was picked on from the first day of Kindergarten until the day I graduated high school, and it definitely had an effect.

 

[TJ jeff]

bullying was an endless thing done to me all the way from kindergarden to high school

I spent more time in the principals office than outside at recess - the nurse knew me real well - had my head cracked open 5 times - many cuts and bruises

I never started a fight though - I just ended them

I know most of why other kids picked on me was cause of clothes that mom made me wear - courderoys - plaids - worn out hand-me-downs from my brother who was only 1 year ahead of me in school - so everyone knew he had worn em before me...

also - I was so mentaly and physicaly beaten down by mom - I know others could see it - it made me an easy target

I often ran home from school - I took diffrent routes often so as others would not be waiting for me

even a few of the teachers were mean to me too - it is etched into my brain forever what the 5th grade art teacher said and done to me in front of the class...

yes - I feel that pain much...

TJ jeff

 

[AshSurvived]

I relate to all the above. What I fail to understand really is the bullying from teachers. Even when I tried to return to Uni as a mature age student and study arts.

I think a lot of the bullying is a proxy for the narrowmindedness of parents. The kids are just acting on the dodgy info their parents feed them about the world.

But even my favourite teacher of all still bullied me. It's hard to try to understand what he was trying to achieve. He may even have had good intentions, maybe he could see I was damaged goods and was righteously indignant but couldn't articulate it to me. Like he got really upset when I brought in a note from Mum saying I couldn't attend sex education classes. And there were other times too. But he also inspired my love of music, he changed my life just because of how open minded he was and encouraged all his pupils to be.

 

[OKIE MIKE]

I was a redheaded kid that went to a school that was 75% Mexican . My School years were HELL

This is mot ment to insult ant one who is of Mexican heritage . But as a minority people will always look at you differntly .

 

[Jay Bee]

I went through so many changes during my school years, I think fellow schoolmates known for bullying and teasing just left me alone in bewilderment.

My earliest school years I spent a shy, sensitive thing that was an ideal target for the usual sort of tormentors peppering schoolyards everywhere. Then I spent some years vacillating between that and a pretty likeable fellow always the jokester and knowing how to have fun. At times, I always seemed happy and jovial with nary a care in the world.

My onery ways though kept getting the best of me and showed through the cracks of this veneer so it wasn't long before the bullying reoccured in full force.

Then I went through a phase of just being real nasty and mean to everybody in the outside world and not taking nothing from nobody in which I was given a fairly wide berth.

I didn't like THAT persona after a while so in high school, I just hung out with the freaks and enjoyed a certain degree of safety in numbers. About half my clique had horror stories on par or rivaling mine. We all were still teased but it did not seem so bad when we were all together. We also respected everyone else's onery ways like sudden angry outbursts and one kid we eventually weened off(with lots of patience and understanding) from self-injuring himself. Being odd in high school was almost an asset. The jovial, smart kid came out more and I intermingled with lots of different groups of folks while remaining close to the aforementioned clique.

 

[reality2k4]

TJ pretty much echoes it for me, although the invisible boy thing was pretty much me, I just did not want to be seen, like some freak show.

I never started a fight though - I just ended them

I know most of why other kids picked on me was cause of clothes that mom made me wear - courderoys - plaids - worn out hand-me-downs from my brother who was only 1 year ahead of me in school - so everyone knew he had worn em before me...

I was just a kid, and I could never be that, because there was always a fight, and I came out worse.
I got to a point were I could menace the kids just by looking at them, so they never dared touch me.
It was a survival thing I suppose, but it made me an oddball with peers and teachers.

I too wore my brothers worn out clothes, and guess what! Kids pick that up straight away.
After Christmas was a nightmare as all the kids would boast about what they got, and I had to pretend I got stuff.

Everything was just a lie, just to be a kid to fit in with a world that was so unfair,

ste