Were you bullied?

Were you bullied in school?

  • Yes

    Votes: 41 57.7%

  • No

    Votes: 21 29.6%

  • I was the bully

    Votes: 9 12.7%
  • Total voters
    71
Machine Mind said:
I was bullied quite a bit in my elementary school days but I always fought back and by middle school I was GOOD at fighting so I didn't get ****ed with. But I never bullied anyone else.
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hmm, I tried that.

One kid wouldn't leave me alone. He pushed me, I knocked him down a kicked him.

Then he went to the teachers and told them I was bullying him.

In middle school one kid was picking on me, screwing with me on the bus ride to school. I turned around, put my hand around his neck. He had to hit me a few times to get my hands off his neck. He didn't bug me any more afterwards.

Those were the only two times I remember fighting back. Elementary school was hell, and less so middle school. Eventually no one cared about bullying by high school and I got into lifting.

Now luckily I guess I'm sizable enough to where people leave me alone. The only fights I've been have been jumping into something defending a friend or brother.
 
there were attempts to bully me in school but i always stood up for myself. i remember when was about 5 or 6 i was @ publix with momma dukes and pops and a kid my age came up to me and hit me in the face for no reason (or cause he was raised by monkeys) and i looked at my mom and dad with a face that asked "what do i do?". in spanish my mom responded with: "hit him back". and i did just that. :) he fell right into the shelves. i would like to say the cans of condensed milk fell on his head as the cherry on top, so to speak, but that's all i remember. lol
 
I tagged myself as a bully, but that's just by today's standards: post-WW2, life was more physical - I was a bit of a roughneck, and usually willing to mix it up, rather than back away, but mostly, I just stood up for myself quite easily, and successfully, too.

It all changed when I was 7: had a best-friend who was much smaller than me - short, light-weight, thin bones. One day, this 5th-grader (Ed & I were in 2nd) started pushing Ed around, hitting on him & just - well, being a bully.

I saw red. Literally, just a red haze - and went all Tasmanian-Devil on this kid (Bobby). Didn't snap out of it until I realised I could no longer move; when my head cleared, I saw I had a teacher holding each arm w/ both hands, and they had dragged me away. Bobby wasn't moving, and an ambulance was coming up the school drive.

That scared the HELL out of me. From that time on, I didn't fight back...and then *I* was getting bullied: I was getting beat on by kids half my size, & ganged-up on by sometimes a half-dozen kids (the less said about that, the better...).

It was somewhere around there that I accepted Jesus, and let me tell you, I gave "turn the other cheek" a serious workout over the next few dozen years. Largely responsible for me becoming the man I am.

Eventually, I realized that a man MUST stand up for himself, Jesus or no - and that a *willingness* to fight was more important than actually fighting: most people - especially bullies - are NOT willing to fight, so being RWA is usually all it takes to hold the field. A couple late-night inner-city street encounters taught me *that* little bit, and I go where I want when I want - and I am not afraid.

More'n y'all wanted to know, I'm sure....
 
I was always known to be a loose cannon. Hence the name. People didn't mess with me too much. I was always very polite and timid, but if you pushed my buttons, I'd f*ck you up.

I remember in 6th grade some moron kept throwing a sharpie at me. I didn't say a word, and he kept doing it...I walked up and slugged the guy with an uppercut. He grabbed his face and squeeled like a stuck pig.

In 11th grade some dude sitting in front of me in English really pissed me off. One day when he said something, I very quietly took my sharpened pencil and held it at his jugular and whispered to him very violent things I would do if he continued to act that way. He stopped.

Don't mess with the Irish.
 
I was :(.

I was a pudgy little guy. I've got a hunch that my chronic anxiety problems are a result of this. 'Tis ok, things are looking up :D.
 
Irish Cannon said:
In 11th grade some dude sitting in front of me in English really pissed me off. One day when he said something, I very quietly took my sharpened pencil and held it at his jugular and whispered to him very violent things I would do if he continued to act that way. He stopped.

Don't mess with the Irish.
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Damn..

Calm the fudge down Irish!
 
ozarkaBRAND said:
I don't blame him. Man, just by looking, I'd never think you'd get that angry. You look like a laid-back type of guy. Remind me never to piss you off in English class, lol.
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That's the funny thing. I'm VERY laid-back and calm, but sometimes, dudes just really rub me the wrong way. It's usually because they are being extremely disrespectful towards someone other than myself, or just being extremely vulgar. I have a low tolerance for that. I'm not nearly as offended if they are disrespectful towards me.
 
Irish Cannon said:
That's the funny thing. I'm VERY laid-back and calm, but sometimes, dudes just really rub me the wrong way. It's usually because they are being extremely disrespectful towards someone other than myself, or just being extremely vulgar. I have a low tolerance for that. I'm not nearly as offended if they are disrespectful towards me.
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I see. Well sir, you have my respect, cuz that just sounds legit.

Oh, and you're jacked, so you have my respect for that too you progress-making SOB! Good gosh your transformation has been impressive.
 
It's harder when you get bullied by street gangs being a kid walking home from school getting your backpack thrown on the street by guys 18-25 and myself only being 10 years old that sucks.
 
I avoid fights at all costs, but if I had to go, I'd go. I also don't believe in 'fair fights'. If you pick a fight with me, I'm going to do whatever it takes to walk away. If I honestly think I'm going to get injured badly, there's a good chance whatever is laying around on the ground is going to end up in your eye.
There's no such thing as a fair fight if you're trying to hurt me.
 
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Pretty much neutral... Didn't get picked on and didn't pick on anyone. I've always believed in having more friends than enemies.
 
Jayhawkk said:
Pretty much neutral... Didn't get picked on and didn't pick on anyone. I've always believed in having more friends than enemies.
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.....and then Jay took their lunch money. :lol:
 
I bullied Umpa Lumpas.......definitely showed them who's boss. Anybody bigger than them tho...I just hopped on my banana seat and sped off. Ya.

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BBR said:
I avoid fights at all costs, but if I had to go, I'd go. I also don't believe in 'fair fights'. If you pick a fight with me, I'm going to do whatever it takes to walk away. If I honestly think I'm going to get injured badly, there's a good chance whatever is laying around on the ground is going to end up in your eye.
There's no such thing as a fair fight if you're trying to hurt me.
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Mixed feelings about that, but I agree.

In the interest of self preservation, if I'm losing badly, they will receive a full force hit to the throat.
 
Whiskers ... Don't get me wrong, I'd only really try to hurt someone badly if I felt I might die or end up with severe injuries myself. I'm not exactly going to rip out your eye if you're just pushing me around :)
 
i was ****ed with a little bit freshmen year. 2 kids tried to put me in a locker one was behind me holding my arms and the other guiding me in. as soon as one let go of my arms the other took a mean right hook to the temple. his face was swolen up for the rest of the day then people quit ****in with me. other than a few friends just screwing around in the circle.
 
you know i have to admit that i have been bullied all through out high school and to be honest i think thats why i have such a shy attitude now and i started to lift cause of it all .I know its too late ( im going to a technical callege now) but hopfefully by time i get big i 'll see some of those a**holes so i can bully them in front of all the college chicks lol
 
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Prodogy ... Unfortunately mate, you may not get as much satisfaction out of that as you anticipate.
 
I was pretty badly for more than just my weight issue, more or less tolerance issues that are not part of this thread. But once i signed up for the corps and i hit the gym... i solved that problem, with the gym...

But unless im in good shape and workout alot, i can get pretty depressed...
 
BBR said:
I avoid fights at all costs, but if I had to go, I'd go. I also don't believe in 'fair fights'. If you pick a fight with me, I'm going to do whatever it takes to walk away. If I honestly think I'm going to get injured badly, there's a good chance whatever is laying around on the ground is going to end up in your eye.
There's no such thing as a fair fight if you're trying to hurt me.
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Thats how i was trained and i agree 100%, in the end the fight could come down to life or death, and i like living. I'm kinda good at this breathing thing.
 
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