drjekel_mrhyde: Some asshats tried to bully me and my brother in 1st grade till we told our bigger cousin./First and only time ever I seen three dudes get their ass kicked by one person in real life.
KawaiiNot: The incident that stands out the most was Freshman year when some older burn-out girls kept picking on me. One day they pushed me. I got so angry that I went to punch the girl in the face. My finger got caught in her mouth so it didn't really hurt her - just awkward as heck.
Earguy: I hate the word "bully". Say it a few times and it even stops sounding like a real word. Bully. Bullying. Bullied. What does it mean?Let's start using some other terms: torture, intimidation, humiliation, assault.
SpikeStrip: craig treadway.why do black people always have the coolest names.
grinnel: Because of my size and tactless demeanor, I was always pegged by people
NameDot: AverageAmericanGuy: I've held many kids by their ankles and dunked them in the toilet.calling BS here, just how strong were, are, you?...troll?
PrinceofFark: I can attest to both sides of the coin as I was quite the Bully growing up. My parents were well off, I grew up in a world where I always had the newest toys the day they hit Toys R Us, the best summer camps, vacations 4x year, etc. When I went to grade school I simply assumed all of the other kids lived similar lives.Boy, was I wrongInstead, what I found was most of these kids were poor, slow witted and destined to become replica's of their very own parents. Long story short, I could not relate to a lot of the kids at school, and whenever I met another kid that fit this description, I beat the hell out of them. My parents put all of us through martial arts / self defence, I was the best trained child at the entire school by far. Any kid who didn't pay respect to me and steer clear at recess would get shaken down for their lunch money and a swift kick to the gut, mouth full of dirt, sleeper hold, etc.I realize now that I am an adult that the reason I got away with all of this was the school just didn't care, my parents were big contributors to many of the schools interests including the fund raisers, it was simply bad business to upset any of us. Most of the kids that I bullied are still living in town today as grown ups, and you know, from the looks of it most of them ended up just fine. I was back in town last month visiting family and I ran into no less than 7 guys I knew growing up that I pushed around. None of them seemed to hold a grudge and all of them ended up having families and getting jobs, etc. Nothing spectacular but clearly, these poor little kids were able to grow a pair of balls and get over being pushed around by better kids in their youth. Actually, not a single person said a nasty word to me the entire time, they could all see how well i've done for myself since HS, I honestly think the look back at those formative years on the playground and thank me silently for what I did.What I did toughened those loser kids up, and that is ...
HotWingAgenda: My old man used to tell me stories about a one-armed bully that terrorized him in high school. There was this kid that had lost half an arm in a farming accident as a child, so he had one full arm, one overly muscled half-arm, and was a total asshole. He would pick fights with bigger kids, wacking them with this bony, muscly knob, and the other kids would get in trouble because no kid missing his arm could be anything other than a victim.I had a similar experience when I was in high school, with an asshole that would take off his prosthetic leg and beat kids with it, and then complain that they attacked him.
OgreMagi: If you are important enough in sports, you can even get away with rape.
Mazzic518: AverageAmericanGuy: Bullying is not something you can just "get over". It becomes part of who you are and your outlook towards others is shaped by your bad experiences.I wasn't bullied. Rather, I was a bully, in the broadest sense of the term. I've held many kids by their ankles and dunked them in the toilet. I've stolen their books and locked their lockers with padlocks. It's something that I've grown out of, but I still carry around a little bit of that in me.Telling someone to get over it is pretty callous. It negates their experiences and feelings. Rather, we should find ways to accept it as something that happened in the past and move on, accepting that there are scars that may never fully heal over.I now have you favorited as "Blue : Douche"
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