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Never Belonging

Posted by · August 31, 2013 9:50 PM

When I first started getting bullied I was around 9 years old. My parents just got a divorce, I moved into a new town, new school, and a new house. I was the new girl in a school where everyone knew each other. My mom was a teacher at the school I started to attend. The kids pretended to be my friend, they would laugh at me, they would tell lies about me, and they told everyone that they hated me. Not only was life at school hell, but my life at home was not any better. My parents divorce was a very ugly one filled with restraining orders, court, and sometimes even abuse. It was hard to be at home and hard to be at school. It got so bad that at school that I stayed home at least once every week. I was so tired of hearing them call me names, whisper about me behind my back, and watch them all play games and exclude me. My teachers noticed that I never came to school, but never asked. I stayed home from school for a whole week once. The few friends that I had were only my friends when no one was around. I was alone. I felt like I was trapped in my life and all I wanted was a way out. I soon developed depression. I still have depression today. I no longer get bullied, but I do not have many friends. I have always felt alone. Like I do not belong. The reason I joined this project is because I want to help make others feel like they belong. No one should ever have to go through bullying.

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Keep it to yourself

Posted by · August 31, 2013 6:31 PM

Ever since I've been in school, I've been the ugly kid. I couldn't go one day without people insulting me. However, I acted like it was nothing. I grew up with a drunk dad who was never emotionally there. My parents got divorced when I was thirteen and then my mom got remarried. We had to move because he rejoined the Army. We got stationed in Hawai'i, and I hated it; and I still do. For two months I didn't have any friends because no one wanted to talk to me. Then I met this guy on the Internet. He is now my best friend, although we've never met, and he's honestly the reason I'm still here. Around a year ago, my step-dad started abusing me. Everything I'd ever bottled up finally came back to bite me in the butt. I started cutting and it got to the point where I'd bleed so much that I'd almost pass out, and I'd do that every day. That best friend I mentioned, I fell in love with him. He acted like he felt the same but now we can hardly even talk to each other. It seems all I do is hurt people and I have gotten so suicidal lately. I was diagnosed with severe depression and PTSD and I get really bad anxiety attacks. But the meds I'm on don't help at all. I just don't know what to do anymore really.

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A hard highschool life

Posted by · August 30, 2013 9:16 PM

So one day this guy in school liked me i didnt like him he tried make out with me and he kept trying to touch me it was my first week of freshman year he kept harrasing me for nudes but i said no so he decided to photoshop pictures of me than he went to the dean with the pics the dean told him to foward the pics to everyone including the whole football team and he also made up i shoved a flute up my vagina so now im known as flute girl i had it written on my locker and people on the same bus would take pictures of me and hash tag it flute girl online I showed the dean there bullying me she says she cant do anything about it and that its my fault and i brang it on myself one day in class the teacher and students begain to bring up that im flute girl and so did the experience group teacher so much anger and rage bulit up i lost all my friends The one time i write my feelings in a note book that i wante to snap this girls neck cause she made fun of me in front of the whole class the teacher found it and showed the dean then i got suspended for 3 days and had to get evaluated by a mental hospital because she thought i was a threat to the kids and i told her about the experience group teacher and she said sorry we cant do anything about it a few weeks after this one guy told me to drink bleach and jump off my roof too i showed her the texts she said it was my fault too it got to a point were i couldnt walk down the hallway without getting beaten up and im only a 5 foot girl it got so bad this girl tripped me up the stairs and yelled look flutie fell they also used to call me ugly toad too in 6th-8th grade an ribit at me and in kindgarden no one wanted to sit with me and i got a pencil point in my hand and they said i was a man cause i had arm hair

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Kids Will Be Bullies

Posted by · August 30, 2013 9:06 PM

Last Year My Cousin Experienced Bullying. He Was Hit, Punched, & Etc. He Told His Principal But She Didn't Do Anything. I Told Him To Stay Away From Whoever Was Bullying Him Or Tell A Grown Up. To This Day, He Feels Sad And Doesn't Know If He'll Be Safe On The Bus. The Kid That Bullied Him He Moved And For Now My Cousin Can Be Safe.

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Fed up mom trying to make a change.

Posted by · August 30, 2013 8:06 PM

I have been dealing with bullying since grade school. I was not bullied so much myself, but because I came from "the wrong side of town" many of the people from my neighborhood were. I was always one of those who could not stand to watch anyone be picked on, put down, teased, harassed, or hurt.

As a child, I made it a point to stand up for those who either couldn't or wouldn't stand up for themselves.

As an adult, my oldest son (who is now 19) started being bullied when he was extremely young. He has always been picked on for liking "girl things" by kids, teachers, family members, etc. He has been physically, verbally, and emotionally bullied for nearly his entire life. At the age of 16 he decided that he no longer wanted to pretend to be heterosexual, he decided that if these people were going to constantly put him down and treat him badly even though he tried to deny being gay, then he at least needed to be happy and find friends who accepted him for who he is. The bullying never stopped, as I said he is now 19 and still bullied, but he has a group of friends that stand together and accept one another after many years of torture.

I have created an anti bullying page and group on facebook. The page is to share inspirational pictures, quotes, facts, and also to spread the word about other bullying sites, such as The Bully Project, SFTS, and others that I feel will contribute a positive message and hope to those who feel hopeless. The group is to share all of that plus it allows others of all ages to post their thoughts, concerns, inspirational stories, hopes, and fears with others. This allows them to interact with and support one another.

I have always been anti bully, but now I try very hard to open other people's eyes to the topic, to bring hope to those who need it, and to make a difference for us all.

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The struggle

Posted by · August 30, 2013 12:16 AM

My name is Andrea and I'm from a small town in Missouri. Bullying for me started in my middle school years, I was a chubby kid, trying to find herself, I would wear crazy clothes and my hair was often died crazy colors. I only had a few friends who have stuck with me through all the years and they were such an amazing influence on me. I was the chubby band geek who played trumpet. Often, other students would call me fat, or fatso, I was picked on by my weight. I would always ignore them and keep to myself. I began cutting in middle school and i would cry often when I got home and sometimes in school. I was so embarrassed by all the harassment I never even told my friends or family and that was a mistake on my part. The summer before I started high school all I could think about was how I looked and how I was tired of being called fat. All this bullying caused me to develop an eating disorder. I starved myself that summer and worked out far too much. For the longest time I have never been happy with my appearance even after losing all the weight. Eating disorders are terrible, and bullying was the cause of my disorder. I still struggle with it but I am happy to say I'm no where near as bad as I used to be. Going into high school some people didnt even recognize me, and the nickname fatso dissapeared and was replaced with whore or slut, a few girls even threated to fight me and one through a piece of plywood at my back during a school project. And all i did was ignore them. i didnt turn around or fight back. I didnt have many friends in high school, but the few i had helped me through so much. My parents raised me, to turn the other cheek, and to not give those people who put you down any of your time. Other people will see them for who they truly are, and hopefully they will start to change. If you see anybody sitting by themselves or if you see someone getting picked on. Speak up. Think about how you would feel if you were in their shoes. Your voice can change someone's life. And if you're a victim of bullying. Speak up. Tell a parent or a friend. You're not alone in this world and there are others who have been in your shoes.

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Middle School Blues- High School Drama

Posted by · August 29, 2013 3:59 PM

Hello my name is Rebecca O'Brocta, I live in Cheektowaga NY. In middle school everyone always found it fun to pick on me and my group of friends at the time.

I was always made fun because of the way I dressed, acted, and mumbled. I am on the Autism Spectrum. I have PDD-Nos which stands for Prevasive Developmental Disorder not otherwise specified. The 'Populars' as the bullies called themselves were cruel and rude. I have been picked on till this date just because I have always been different. I am still trying to fit in as they call it.

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I am a considerably stronger and more powerful both physically and verbally

Posted by · August 29, 2013 3:15 PM

My Name is Michael, I live in Nottinghamshire in the United Kingdom. When I started school, I didn't enjoy it to start with, not because I was bullied, I just didn't want to be there to start with. After I settled in at primary school, between age 5 and 11, I wasn't bullied a lot to start with, this was because I played a lot of sport, and I was respected and accepted for that reason. Although I realise that now, I didn't know that was the case then. At the time, I just didn't think that people got bullied very much in primary school.

Things started to go wrong at age 11, when me and my family moved to Yorkshire in the United Kingdom, the area I moved into was not a nice area, I was so upset that I had left my friends behind in Nottingham, that I lost my passion to play sport, and the High School I went to, was the worst in the district. My parents were not aware of this, it was just convenient because the school was only 5 minutes walk from my house. I was bullied from the day I started at High School, the majority of it was verbal, although I was punched in the face a few times, I wasn't really physically bullied. I only had two friends, and when I tried to make friends with other people, they just pushed me away, or they were just not interested. When I started high school, I was late developing, so I looked so much younger than everyone else in my year at school. I didn't have a good vocabulary and I was too scared to retaliate both physically and verbally. The school claimed to have anti bullying policies in place, and that they didn't tolerate bullying, but they didn't care. There was only about three teachers in the whole school who actually cared and wanted to help and make a difference. The rest of the just turned a blind eye to bullying and bad behaviour. The headmaster was completely useless, he was a religious fanatic who believed that the people who were being bullied in his school were in gods good grace, so if they died as a result of bullying they would go to heaven, and the people who were the bullies and behaving badly, he might tell them that they are being a little bit naughty, but not much more than that, in other words he would say something like "You've been a naughty boy, you're not going to go to heaven" which was a bit pathetic. The only time he took any serious action was if something personally bothered him.

One of the two people who I was friends with said he was my friend, but he just bullied me and made me feel small. I eventually realized what he was really like and that he wasn't really much of a friend to me and ditched him. While I was at school, people not only called me horrible names, but were also really nasty to me. In my third year, I used to come home at lunch time and after school in tears because I was that miserable, I even thought about killing myself on a couple of occasions. After three years, I couldn't cope with it any more, and asked my parents to move me to a better school. They agreed and moved me to a school that was about 3 miles drive from home.

I was transferred to different High School, this was a much better School, things started to improve when I did. It had a much better reputation, much better facilities, and the Headmaster had a different attitude towards bullying and bad behaviour. Although I was bullied at that school, it wasn't on the same scale, I had 5 friends, and two of my friends were very tough and they both made sure no physical harm came to me. Because I was a bit happier, I played sports at lunch time, but by this time I had put weight on, and I hadn't played sports for years. So I wasn't as good at football as I was between age 5 - 11, so I wasn't nearly good enough to play on the school team, I was bullied at this school verbally because I was overweight, and because I was obsessed with computer games. I was sent a couple of offensive e-mails, that didn't happen on a large scale, the reason for this was that the Internet and e-mails were not as popular in 1997 - 1999, as it is these days, there was no Facebook or Twitter. I also received two written death threats, this was taken very seriously by the school and the people who did it got caught, and into serious trouble with the school and the police were called as well. When I took my exams and did my course work, I didn't get very good marks, simply because I wasn't interested and I wasn't happy.

After I left school, I decided to go on a diet, and to do more exercise, with that I was able to lose weight and look and feel a lot better about myself.

The bullying I have experienced through school, has caused me long term damage psychologically. I am glad that I have now left School, and I am free of all the people who bullied me and made my life miserable. Now that I am older, I have re-done my GCSE's and some additional qualifications at college, I have much better qualifications now. The people I met at college were people who wanted to be on the courses I took and treated me with respect. I am currently doing voluntary work and looking for paid employment. The people who I work with at my voluntary work are nice people, they treat me with respect and they accept me for who I am.

The fact that I was late developing through School was bad enough, the fact I was bullied for it was even worse. I wasn't fully developed until I was about 19 - 20 years old.

Now that I am fully developed, I have a much bigger body frame, a much larger amount of strength and power, I have a much better vocabulary and I am able to stand up for my self both physically and verbally. I have weight trained and built some muscles, I have been to martial arts classes and purchased martial arts instructional DVD's, with that I have learned how to defend myself and it given me the confidence to fight back both physically and verbally. I thoroughly enjoy both weight training and martial arts.

there are three things I HATE with a passion: Bullies, women beaters, and shoplifters.

I can assure you that there is light at the end of the tunnel, things do get a lot better.

If anyone had experienced the same sort of thing that I have, or is being bullied and needs someone to talk to or needs a friend. please feel free to contact me by e-mail: [email protected]

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the rape that hasn't ended

Posted by · August 29, 2013 1:21 PM

It started in high school no matter how I dressed I was a slut skank ... it led to fights with other girls at my school and hugs only wanted to date me to see if they could prove the rumors.my third yr of high school it came down to me not being allowed to go to one side of the campus because of these few girls at the continuation school were daily harassing me one day during the summer before they put a plan together and one of them step father was a convicted rapist so they set a trap for me asked if we could make up and try to put this behind us told her I was busy she asked me to come by her o place we lived next door in a trailer park at the time so I waited over by her trailer and her step dad pulled me inside told me those couple girls said I'd give it up so when I tried to leave he raped me .these girls thought this was funny o I want allowed by our county to press charges or even get a restraining order to"protect me“ it continued through school to where my parents moved me three hrs north where because off going to therapy I was going to fail school do to absences so I had to start going to school on Saturday the first class I was assaulted by for Flour native Americans (I live on a reservation) cops told me owe well your a new white girl in this town get used to it. I ended up having to drop outta school the end of my junior year I ended up getting married to someone who needs Knew those girls from my pound town and later found out he has had relationships with them after yrs of sexual and emotional abuse by this man I left him and ended up in a even worse relationship but the ex had ideas of his own so while he was sexually abusing our children he blames the new relationship and takes my kids from me by filling a restraining order on me not the man he claimed abused the children by this point I had moved back to my hometown where all this started I went to get a restraining order and move out order for the man my ex claimed abused my children and I got denied three Times in that county but all the while my ex is saying I won't get rid of him so he ends up w duke custody of our Teri children on my first visit with them they tell me daddy's abusing them I try to tell the courts but no one listens cps got involved and all the things were said unprovable so he got custody back and as the judge was giving him the kids she told me I know you were raped and never dealt with the problems before getting involved with this man so quit blaming hum for your post rape trauma thus nab is a wonderful veteran.for three and a half yrs the courts have told me that I'm too blame when my kids are being abused in his care now my son who is 6 now is a predator with his sisters both my youngest who lives full time with me and my 8 yr old who lives in the same home with him .the advocates for the children have either from the beginning made it clear that they don't believe me or my family or the children or when the therapists were subpoenaed didn't show even tho the kids had spilled their guts to them I wish my bullying could stop and someone just one person believe my children

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The fight

Posted by · August 29, 2013 11:44 AM

It started when I was in the first grade. I was shorter and chubbier then the other kids so I got called names and got punch and kicked. But it was till now that it was bad. A girl would threaten to kill me or kill my family she'd tell me to kill myself I had/have no friends. No one fights for me. I get called attention seeker whore bitch slut fatass big worthless useless yes I know I don't have it as bad as other but it just hurts. I fight for myself and I keep going through no matter what happens.

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