McBatt: When I was 16, I remember being pissed off about something, so I beat a kid up. He was kinda the school punching bag already, and he wasn't helping matters - that particular day, he was bragging that he was wearing a cup, so no one could hurt him. he was actually telling people to kick him in the balls. So instead I went for his stomach, and caught him in the jaw as he crumbled forward, knocking him off his feet backwards. He was already crying before he go up, and just kept asking why I'd hit him, which I had no answer for, really. I later found out it was his 18th birthday.

So even though there had to be two dozen other guys in my class that had done the same thing, the whole thing bothered me for years. I eventually ran into him at a bar 5 years after graduation on one of my rar visits back to that part of the world, and was drunk enough to issue like a 20 minute apology. He had been beaten up so many times that he apparently genuinely didn't remember the particular time I was apologizing for, but seemed to appreciate it.

Wow. What a farking prince you are. You sucker punch a guy, make some insincere, drunk, slobbery apology five years later, and now you feel exonerated?

You, you farking mope, are a jackass. You deserve to regret that moment for fifty years, not five.

I'm sure this was already mentioned....

If people want to have an enjoyable reunion five...10...15 years later, then maybe they should've been civil, or in the very least, tolerable to others in their school. If you are sad because some ass-hats have ruined your reunion for you, then you have no one to blame but yourselves for your indifference. I never went to any of my reunions because I hated everyone for their mistreatment towards me. All the people I cared about from HS are still my friends and I see them from time to time, which is just fine.

Not being a bully is one thing... stopping someone else from doing it is better. Standing up for yourself is the best option.

I was bullied in third grade, about 25 years ago. The dude would attack me almost every time I walked home from school. Eventually, I got tired of it and punched him right in his mouth. After he ran crying to his family with a bloody lip, they laid into him, too, for what he did to provoke me. He apologized to me and we became best friends and have been ever since. He moved to North Carolina, from NJ, and miss him, dearly.

/no homo... nttawwt
//csb
///always stand up for yourself

Coelacanth: Gosling: There was this back room in the special-ed 'classroom' where they'd stick anyone they didn't feel like dealing with. They'd stick you in there, lock the door and just leave you there for however long they felt like. If they didn't like you you reacted to this, they'd remove all the furniture from the room and leave you in what was now a blank box of a room, again locking the door. The kids in there tended not to react well at this. Often the kid would burst out in tears. Me included. This was the cue to occasionally have three different special-ed teachers burst back into the room and basically pin the kid to the ground until they stopped crying

When Ronald Reagan was governor of California, he destroyed the best school system in the United States and possibly the world. Instead of trying to help children with problems, they'd bus across town to a designated 'warehouse facility'. They would stuff the mentally handicapped, the physically handicapped, the antisocial, and of course, bullies from all over Los Angeles and Long Beach into two small classrooms.

I got sent there because I had hauled off and knocked a bully on his ass when he attempted to vandalize my family's home. His mother was a PTA chairwoman who abused her authority and used her connections to protect her precious snowflake. I spent two and a half years in a snake pit because of her and her son. There were physical and sexual assaults by both students and faculty. 90% of the time was spent just standing around. There was no real attempt to teach us students anything else except sit down and be quiet.

I came out of that experience with PTSD. Sometimes I have panic attacks when I see a school bus. And I religiously keep an eye on school reunion sites too.



Its amazing how you manage to blame so many other people for your issues.

deal with it.

uttertosh: MagSeven: I hope you made all this shiat up.
/except the last 2,

Nope.

To clarify, I have spent more than 50% of my life being tortured by other people my social "peers". Not just physical (which has given me a superbly high pain threshold and a complete indifference to being threatened with violence), but psychological and sociological torture, too (social bullying to the point that I still consider myself not to really have any friends)

My revenge on persons that have bullied me may seem extreme to you, but to me it's incredibly satisfying to see persons (that I had no understanding of why they should torture me so - I was soft spoken, well mannered and a pacifist), being just as confused as to why someone would fu(k with their life in such a horribly demeaning way.

To all of you saying "The best revenge is just to live your life and succeed at it; put it all behind you" I tried that, but the nightmares persisted. The daily routine for me was delving into a downward spiral of self hatred and pathetic self-harm.

I made the active choice to get revenge. Despite what the movies tell y'all, I let you know now, getting back at those who damage your soul is simply wonderful.

I, consequently, now don't have nightmares, nor do I indulge in that downward-spiral of depression and self-harm. I am not bitter, nor twisted regarding my previous abuse, and live a strong and successful life. In fact, I use the memories of my revenge to cheer me up whenever I feel sad. I got the closure that the guy in TFA will never have.

Confront your bullies peacefully, in order to get them to feel a short lived touch of guilt, and apologise? No, that's for real pussies.

I also reject the premise of "If you do it, you are no better than they are" - I am human, and regard myself as no better than any other human - "treat others as you would expect to be treated yourself" Fine, done.

Bide your time, gather information, then manipulate your bully into feeling exactly the same way they mad ...

i call BS

Gosling: It doesn't matter whether the bully remembers, pbjrfym. What matters is that the bullied person remembers.

Let's put it this way. The Philippines still remembers all the stuff the United States did to them in a side battle of the Spanish-American War. Iran still remembers the whole Shah overthrow. Central America still remembers a guy named William Walker from Tennessee who tried to take over the whole region.

Does the average American remember any of that? Hell no. Doesn't mean it doesn't still have an effect.

Don't you mean Operation Ajax rather than the Shah Overthrow? I believe that one is more embittering.

/American
//Reads way too much

GibbyTheMole: Obligatory ditty.

Obligatory Ditty:



/Do the ditty ditty
//If you want to
///Because then I could see if

Biness: Its amazing how you manage to blame so many other people for your issues.

Where is the focus on the people responsible for these situations? Here's their plan:

1. Create the artificial environment where bullying occurs on a daily basis, year in and year out,
2. Force children to submit to near total control in this environment,
3. Do nothing to stop the rampant aggressive and demeaning violence,
4. Collect your government paycheck without fail, which can't be diminished for indefensibly poor performance,
5. Blame the kids who complain.

I see that your government incarceration experience taught you well, and left you with a rational and healthy set of normative standards.

Such is life.. there are alphas.. bullies.. and the weak. Animal kingdom.. let's just hope he didn't procreate.

/ITG
//goes to pee on stuff

thedoorhinge: So this one time when I was 16 this complete pussy was going around BRAGGING that, while he'd prefer not to be assaulted, he had taken some precautions by wearing, at the very least, testicle protection. Well I was already pissed off, and that was the last straw. I jacked his gay ass right in the gut and as he attempted to collapse in defeat to my unprovoked attack I threw this Mike Tyson uppercut right into his pussy-ass-jaw. It was his 18th birthday, and if I hadn't mentioned this previously, I was only 16. I mention all this because it proves how anti-bully I am because I anonymously mentioned it on the internet while mostly implying it makes me a badass ass-kicker while kind of giving lip-service to the bully angle. Hooray for me!

Not to be a white knight or anything, but why are people being such assholes to McBatt? Stop bullying!

Bane, the later years

Dr.Knockboots: Such is life.. there are alphas.. bullies.. and the weak. Animal kingdom.. let's just hope he didn't procreate.

/ITG
//goes to pee on stuff



They were the worst...

Bungles: safari joe does it again: I think a lot of the people that don't see what the "big deal is" were not truly bullied in their formative years.

As a black, jewish, 2-years younger, financial aid case, that was the smallest kid in three grades, I can say with certainty that the average person has no concept of what constant bullying can do to a person's psyche and sense of self worth. To wake up each day knowing that you will be beaten, farked with and laughed at by numerous people is soul crushing. Knowing you'll get no support from teachers or even other students that get bullied only makes the sense of despair worse.


/sorry. didn't mean to turn this into vent fest. Bullying is a hard topic for me and hard to discuss without thinking of the hell I went through growing up



You have no idea what bullying is, compared to the one-legged lesbian Muslim penniless hairy quadra-spaz with a single boob.


Thank you. It's been a horrible day and that actually helped alleviate the anxiety. Not sure if that was your intent, but thanks just the same. Reading these stories helps me realize that it wasn't just me, and that I actually did have it better than a lot of other people.

Why would anyone post their mailing address on fark? what the fark is wrong with you old man

BurnShrike: kisseswookies: I was. I can still say though that a lot of us grew the fark up. Kids are assholes at that age. I got pushed around, got called names, and had the entire contents of my backpack emptied on more than one occasion. I see those kids every once and a while. Some are successful, some are not. But the thing is: I'm not a scared 16 year old nerd anymore. No more than they are jock assholes. We're grownups now. Time to move on from petty labels like that, because its a sad person that dwells on it.

Wow. Your backpack was emptied. That must've been really traumatic for you. I'm so glad you were able to get over such abuse and it didn't ruin your life. I'm sure it took a great deal of time and therapy to put that behind you.



How dare you trivialize somebody else's experience. I read your story and you still have no right.

Smeggy Smurf: I dealt with bullies in high school as well. I've already had my revenge on most of them. Getting the hell out of that town earlier than most of them was revenge enough. Not moving back, even more so.

It must suck wanting to live in a small town with no economy to speak of, a very corrupt city government, bad weather and it's a stopping point for most of the Twitards on the way to Forks.

Sounds similar to my own story, at least up through "no economy to speak of." (I'll throw in "bad weather" too if you count long, snowy winters with no sun.) I got physically bullied a few times. Most of it, though, was just constant picking-on. I got pretty good at ignoring most of it and focusing on getting the hell on with life.

I graduated young (16), went to college, and got a great job someplace warm. My 20th reunion is coming up -- wonder if I'll go? Probably not. I imagine most of the attendees never left the area, so I would have even less in common with them now that I've lived away from there far longer than I lived there.

Phinn: Biness: Its amazing how you manage to blame so many other people for your issues.

Where is the focus on the people responsible for these situations? Here's their plan:

1. Create the artificial environment where bullying occurs on a daily basis, year in and year out,
2. Force children to submit to near total control in this environment,
3. Do nothing to stop the rampant aggressive and demeaning violence,
4. Collect your government paycheck without fail, which can't be diminished for indefensibly poor performance,
5. Blame the kids who complain.

I see that your government incarceration experience taught you well, and left you with a rational and healthy set of normative standards.

shiat happens. buck up. move on.

the longer you let these people dominate you, the longer they win. as george c scott said in angus, "Fark em"

You know what the best form of "revenge" is for those bullies in H.S.? Keep your shiat together, become successful and move on happily with your life. It's hard to see it in the first few post-H.S. years, but when you get older and look back 20 years, you can laugh your arse off at all the popular losers who are still flipping burgers while you have a nice office job.

It took me until my mid-twenties to embrace my nerdiness and accept that this is who I was and to not worry too much about the opinions of others who don't find me to be their cup of tea.

Coelacanth:

When Ronald Reagan was governor of California, he destroyed the best school system in the United States and possibly the world. Instead of trying to help children with problems, they'd bus across town to a designated 'warehouse facility'. They would stuff the mentally handicapped, the physically handicapped, the antisocial, and of course, bullies from all over Los Angeles and Long Beach into two small classrooms.

I got sent there because I had hauled off and knocked a bully on his ass when he attempted to vandalize my family's home. His mother was a PTA chairwoman who abused her authority and used her connections to protect her precious snowflake. I spent two and a half years in a snake pit because of her and her son. There were physical and sexual assaults by both students and faculty. 90% of the time was spent just standing around. There was no real attempt to teach us students anything else except sit down and be quiet.

I came out of that experience with PTSD. Sometimes I have panic attacks when I see a school bus. And I religiously keep an eye on school reunion sites too.

Yeah, I'm calling BS on this story.

1) This wasn't on school property

2) Where were YOUR parents in this situation?

doug1963aaa: BurnShrike: kisseswookies: We're grownups now. Time to move on from petty labels like that, because its a sad person that dwells on it.

Wow. Your backpack was emptied. That must've been really traumatic for you. I'm so glad you were able to get over such abuse and it didn't ruin your life. I'm sure it took a great deal of time and therapy to put that behind you.


How dare you trivialize somebody else's experience. I read your story and you still have no right.

I was responding to his "grow up and get over it" message, and that perhaps for some people it's not as easy to forget, because we had more serious problems than a dumped-out backpack. If anyone's trivializing anything it's the "you'll get over it" people who think bullying means being called a few names and pushed around now-and-then.

If that's all it were, it would be easy to put behind you. Unfortunately, some of us have a lot more to deal with than having to pick our books up off the floor.

uttertosh: MagSeven: I hope you made all this shiat up.
/except the last 2,

Nope.

To clarify, I have spent more than 50% of my life being tortured by other people my social "peers". Not just physical (which has given me a superbly high pain threshold and a complete indifference to being threatened with violence), but psychological and sociological torture, too (social bullying to the point that I still consider myself not to really have any friends)

My revenge on persons that have bullied me may seem extreme to you, but to me it's incredibly satisfying to see persons (that I had no understanding of why they should torture me so - I was soft spoken, well mannered and a pacifist), being just as confused as to why someone would fu(k with their life in such a horribly demeaning way.

To all of you saying "The best revenge is just to live your life and succeed at it; put it all behind you" I tried that, but the nightmares persisted. The daily routine for me was delving into a downward spiral of self hatred and pathetic self-harm.

I made the active choice to get revenge. Despite what the movies tell y'all, I let you know now, getting back at those who damage your soul is simply wonderful.

I, consequently, now don't have nightmares, nor do I indulge in that downward-spiral of depression and self-harm. I am not bitter, nor twisted regarding my previous abuse, and live a strong and successful life. In fact, I use the memories of my revenge to cheer me up whenever I feel sad. I got the closure that the guy in TFA will never have.

Confront your bullies peacefully, in order to get them to feel a short lived touch of guilt, and apologise? No, that's for real pussies.

I also reject the premise of "If you do it, you are no better than they are" - I am human, and regard myself as no better than any other human - "treat others as you would expect to be treated yourself" Fine, done.

Bide your time, gather information, then manipulate your bully into feeling exactly the same way they mad ...

I found your picture:

Would like a word with several of the "get over it" twits in this thread.

/hot, like his theme song

Misuse of Hero tag...this guy is a sociopath.

ontariolightning: Everybody gets bullied. I've been bullied. The thing is you either stand up for yourself or you become someones biatch. That is life. It doesn't matter if you're wimpy looking or monstorous. Quit being a pussy and take care of your business.

ESADIAF

JungleBoogie: I know a guy who became a vice president of a giant conglomerate, to get back at the bullies. Seriously.

He became a bank teller at BoA to get back bullies?

Am I the first to point out that Herbert Kornfeld appears to be going bald?

My CSB:

When I went through junior high school, I endured all the same hell as everyone else. Hormones are ramping up, you start to view girls differently, and social strata are getting sorted out. There were a couple guys who used to be a pain in the ass to me; I vaguely remember one, and the other I recall all too well. You know, I never even knew his real name. Everyone just called him "Peanut". He started verbally abusing me every day as I walked home, and for no discernible reason. One day, he just started beating on me. I wasn't skilled in any sort of fighting, so I went home black and blue. About a month later, he tried it again and went to kick me. I grabbed his foot at full length extension, and forced him to hop on one foot to the edge of a drainage ravine, where I tossed him ass-over-teakettle. Some time later, some friends and I had stopped near the same spot to pick some blackberries. The guy came up to me, started talking shiat, and I smashed a handful of berries into his shirt. He screamed "YOU ASSHOLE! THAT WAS MY FAVORITE SHIRT!" and proceeded to beat the crap out of me, though I was laughing the whole time.

I didn't see him much after that, but several months later, he approached me as I was walking down the street. I began to tremble inside, but he apologized for what he'd put me through, and stuck out his hand, which I shook, and I told him I forgave him. That made me feel a lot better about things, and I was able to put it behind me.

In high school, I never had to endure the kind of enduring, unrelenting torment that a lot of people talk about, but I found that a lot of people would verbally abuse me for my performance in shop class, or PE, or other things, which just crushed me. I soon came to realize that, although their emotional abuse wasn't warranted, the reason was because I was doing things I wasn't particularly good at, which gave them an opening (but hey, the whole point is to find out what you are good at and enjoy, right?) In any event, a co-worker and fellow student told me I'd be really good in Drama, so I gave it a shot, and just shined. I loved it. I was good at it, and it gave me a lot of confidence that must have been evident, because I began to get along well with everyone; it was the whole Ferris Beuller clan: the sportos, geeks, motorheads, stoners, dweebs... People would call out my name in the hallways and I didn't even know them. It was weird.

But throughout all this, there was Chuck. Goddamn Caveman Chuck. Chuck was that big brute from the Calvin & Hobbes comics. Completely stupid, but with enough mass to ruin your whole damned day. Every day it was something: a shove into a wall or locker, he'd chuck milk cartons at my head, and if those weren't available, he'd just rabbit-punch me. This went on nearly daily for a year. He was huge, so I never did directly challenge him physically, for fear of winding up in the ICU. My confidence wasn't that high. So I just endured.

Flash-forward several years, and I'm working for a child-care facility. One of the best days ever was when Chuck brought his kid in for me to take care of. Chuck didn't even recognize me, but I did him. I ended up teaching that kid a lot that his dad had apparently missed out on, like non-violent conflict resolution, self-worth, peer pressure (and yes, I know exactly where Farkers are going to run with this, so run to hell). It was a totally good resolution to my own bad memories, and I'd like to think some good came of it.

Oh, and I went to my 20th HS reunion. The worst thing that happened was a woman looked at the yearbook, then at me, and said "wow, you used to be cute!"

/end CSB
/sorry for wall-o-text

relcec: "So even though there had to be two dozen other guys in my class that had done the same thing"

No, that is part of the context of his story. Without that, the fact the guy didn't appear to appreciate the apology years later is less meaningful.

Listen. Bullying sucks. Bully's suck. McBatt made a mistake and was willing to own up to that here. Give him some credit. It sucks he hit the guy, but he clearly know it was wrong. You guys appear to be dogpiling him based on your own insecurities and bitterness. It's pretty farking sad.

"Bully's!" GAH. Posting in the morning never does me good.

My son was bullied in middle school. It got so bad that he'd start crying in the morning, asking to stay home from school each day. Eventually I got him transferred to another school. None of his teachers even acknowledged anything was wrong.

I consider myself nonviolent, but I really wanted to beat each of those kids senseless for hurting my son.

dv-ous: MadCat221: AverageAmericanGuy: That's pretty sad. 20 years is a long time to hold on to that kind of anger.

I take it you weren't a chronic bullying victim in the awkward years?

I was.

I don't even remember the names of the people involved, and it's only been 13 years.

Living well is the best revenge. Not because you get to rub anybody's nose in it, but because, well, you stop giving a shiat. There's other stuff to do.

If I thought of High School as my "glory years" well, that'd be something else. I'd probably feel bitter about somebody who "ruined" them. But I feel pretty sorry for anybody who peaked in HS.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gIvleB5fF78

/obvious?

I was quiet. Fell into the group of rejects that were cast out of every other group. I was bullied from elementary school until i dropped out of HS because i couldn't take the crap anymore.

I never caused trouble. Never fought back. I stopped going to classes to avoid these people. Once i was in English, and the ass behind me cut off some of my hair with a pocket knife. The teacher didn't believe me. (Thanks, biatch.)

I was put into those "troubled student" classes as well. Mentally handicapped students, ones with anger problems...it was annoying, but better than mainstream.

When there was a bomb threat, everyone thought it was me. (I still have no idea why.)

Now, i'm 30. Does it seem like i've gotten over it? I spent years being treated like shiat by students and teachers. I have no self esteem at all. I'm currently in therapy (took way too long for that), i have depression and social anxiety.

You either become stronger from something like this, or you retreat into yourself.

is that even his legal name anymore?

As someone who was drug from one state/town to another all my life until I turned 18 and told my parental unit 'Fark you, I'm not moving anymore!' I was the perpetual "New Kid" I was also very poor, small, shy and a bit quirky (I dressed according to what I liked not how everyone else dressed). I was bullied almost all through Jr. High, had very few friends because I stopped making friends early because it hurt to lose them when I moved away.

I was also an 'early bloomer' so girls just loved to spread rumors about my sexual exploits (which were false) and because my mother would move between the same towns fairly often, when we would move back and I would be accused of moving away because I had gotten pregnant and had to move to hide said pregnancy. (If I had had or aborted all the babies I was accused of I would have had dozens and dozens!) Nothing worse than having boobs before all your classmates, really it's a cardinal sin, if you are one of the flat chested girls!

My mother was/still is unstable at best, and simply had no clue how to be a parent so I was on my own dealing with EVERYTHING and raising myself. I did the best I could with the limited knowledge I possed and became very self reliant. I married, had two kids and worked to be the kind of mother I wanted to have growing up.

Yeah it was rough and I hated every minute of the nasty rumors and crap I had to endure but it gave me a thick skin and taught me to be functionally invisible so I could slip through the cracks. Just glad that I figured out the bullies were twisted and pathetic inside fairly early.

It did make me stronger but was hard to deal with on my own as a preteen/early teen.

If it is that big of a deal to him why even go to the reunion? He should have jsut gone off to college made milions banged hot chicks and rubbed it in the bullies faces.

I was bullied but not religiously. The worst was this guy that picked on me in the locker room in gym. He said he was going to kill me and burn my house down. I didnt know his name at the time but I knew he was a junior like my brother. So I told my brother and he was pissed. He got out his yearbook from the previous year and told me to point the guy out. I did and it turns out my brother knew him. He was apparently a bully that got his ass whipped a lot. I dunno what my brother did to him but the next time I saw him he was scared shiatless and couldnt apologize enough to me.

I was just lucky I never got picked on by this one guy. He took bullying to the extreme. He would find out if one of your parents was dead or divorced, if you had a disese or anything he could use. He would then just taunt his victim without any mercy. It was pretty farked up.

JungleBoogie: wearetheworld: JungleBoogie: I know a guy who became a vice president of a giant conglomerate, to get back at the bullies. Seriously.

He became a bank teller at BoA to get back bullies?

No. He runs a multi-billion dollar division.

Tell him he's full of crap....there's at most a hundred thousand in the safe at any given time.

uttertosh: At highschool, I was THE outsider. Not even the 'nerds' would talk to me, for fear of becoming a target. I've been hospitalised more times than I care to divulge.

My Bully Revenge Successes To Date: (with description of bullying)

1: The guy who made everyone believe I was gay - I ended his marriage by getting a shemale friend to get him drunk spike his drink, have sex with him, and record it. I emailed a link of the video to all of his wife's friends.

2: The girl who made sure that all prospective love interests of mine considered me creepy by lying about how I was a 'pervert' - I became her boss in an office I worked in and let the rumour slip that she had infected dozens of men with *insert lengthy list of STD's*

3: The gang of guys who beat the crap out of me, "jus' fur" - I stole a dealers stash of coke, 'hid' it in the bush of their leader's garden, and sat back and watched as a bunch of them went out, 'treating' everyone they knew to copious amounts of it, and anon-called the dealer, telling him to get to the bar fast, as there was a bunch of guys bragging about how the 'found' tons of coke hidden in a bush. Pitbull/baseballbat-larity ensued.

4: The guy who would spray "Fart Gas" on my clothes in the changing rooms of Gym class, then told everyone I stank of shiat (every Gym class for 4 years) - at 4am, I snuck into a house party that everyone was already unconscious from excessive drinking, (held whilst his parents were out of town) and pissed into his mother's steam iron, put a fish under the mattress of his parents bed, poured a 30yo bottle of single malt into a plastic bottle (and enjoyed later) and replaced it with cold tea, the same with a bottle of vodak, but replaced it with water, and poured the vodak over the 'good' sofa in his mothers 'best' living room. Another fish was placed in the toaster, and another behind the heating element in the main hall way.

There's more, But I'm too shaky to continue right now.


I like you.

Acharne: relcec: "So even though there had to be two dozen other guys in my class that had done the same thing"

No, that is part of the context of his story. Without that, the fact the guy didn't appear to appreciate the apology years later is less meaningful.

Listen. Bullying sucks. Bully's suck. McBatt made a mistake and was willing to own up to that here. Give him some credit. It sucks he hit the guy, but he clearly know it was wrong. You guys appear to be dogpiling him based on your own insecurities and bitterness. It's pretty farking sad.

I'll say this, the guy did remember him. Even if he says he didn't. It's the best ammo someone was bullied can have when they next meet the bullier... "Who are you again?"