I have been bullied numerous times I have been called fat, ugly and stuff that brings you down. I have tried to cut before but I have a low tolerance for pain so there are no scars and I have also said that I was going to commit suicide but I never did. There are just times where I feel like life isn't fair and why does all the bad things happen to me but when I saw the bully movie I thought that I don't have it as nearly as bad as Alex. Once I saw the movie I was all in for no bullying I want to make a stand and make kids like Alex to know that this can be stopped and suicide isn't the answer and life will and should get better!!!

I had a ok life when growing up but when i went to school in third grade i started to be bullied. At first i thought what did i do to deserve this then i found out next year that they just wanted to pick on me. i hated them for a few years and they accepted that but i became friends with some of them. The bullying didn't stop there though it went all the way to eighth grade. Then we all went our separate ways for high schools i will see them every now and then but we don't talk. I think that anyone being bullied doesn't deserve it. Anyone who does bully people they just are a person who is going through a rough time or they are very biased and aren't worth your time or attention. One thing is always important if they actually hit you is tell someone you trust and can help you. Don't focus on the negative cause you won't be able to find anything happy in your life. Also if you are suicidal tell your parents or some close relative and don't do anything you'll regret later. Trust me i know what i'm talking about because i was suicidal at one point but my mom helped me through it.

My family was a good family. Growing up in it though was different from what the so called world thought is was. It was a home of teasing from my siblings, invalidation from my parents, physical, emotional and mental abuse. My older brother and sister would call me dump, stupid, and just plan torture me with their hurtfull words. My father would invalidate how I felt and my mom worked all the time and would try to buy my love instead of helping me. Their was one incident where I was downstairs with my mom on the recliner looking at magizines and my siblings just kept teasing me and teasing me...calling me names. I beg my mother who was ingrossed with her so called free time to make them stop. She would just sit there without looking at them and casually say"Stop teasing your sister". They didn't stop...they kept coming and saying more...till I was breaking down into tears, overwhelmed with negetive name torture. She did nothing. My dad would say suck it up. I just remember being so fed up that I grabed a metal bat and came after my brother and sister. They hid in the bathroom, so I put 3 to 4 holes in the bathroom door and told them to leave me alone, and low and behold who got the spanking with a board...me. I that right? To that question I say h*ll no. In school kids would shun me, and call me names, dump soda down my back and the teacher would just do nothing. "oh its all fun and games". So now that I have my own kids in school, I don't invalidate them, and tell them to stand up for themselves. If my kids are ever bullied God help the bully and their parents because I will fight and not be a bystandered.

It all started in 3rd grade when girls and boys told me i was ugly that i wasn't popular it made me think i wasn't worth it ......wasn't something..... I told a teacher ...they got in trouble.......and BOOM they called me a snitch and other words but i stood up and found who i was i was a girl with talent a meaning of living!!!!! Lets make a difference!!!!

I am 13 and have been bullied all my life and still is . I never really had friends in life and if I did they were back stabers. In elementary I tried playing tag with all the kids but they would make up excuses saying that there is too many playing or they are about to finish and I was like okay then :/ and sat by myself for the rest of recess. Other times kids would let me play but then there was always that one kid saying I was too slow for them and I couldn't play so they wouldn't let me. Now about two years ago when I started 6th grade that's when the real bullying began , I gained a lot of friends but sometime in the middle of the year people started to call me a slut and a whore and etc.. I didn't know what to do and I didn't even know who started it until I did find out and it turned out to be my bestfriend who started the rumors because she heard a different rumor about me that wasn't true so I lost her and everyone else after it . Then summer comes and EVERYTHING is better and I am happy and everything but then the bullying starts again in 7th grade and it's 50 million times as worse . People are trying to fight me , people say I am talking bad and doing sexual things and all this other stuff and I am just a loner not knowing what the heck to do . And I did have a few good friends and they were there for me but my bestest friend of all , this chick pushed me away from her she always got in the way pushing me against walls and out of my seat at lunch just to sit next to my bestest friend to tear me apart and I couldn't take it and rumors were getting worse and all the new friends I gained ... I lost :'( . Then the last day of the school comes and I am happy like so happy it's all over but then this chick , she comes up to me and starts shouting at me and calling me names saying that people are telling her I want to fight her and I don't . I am a pacifist I can't stand it I cry instantly if I hurt someone . And so she calls me the b  word and other stuff then walks away . Then I start crying . And then I remember how the day b4 my parents were in this huge argument and so I start crying even more and my friends who are there for me in the lunch line are freaking out running up to me saying what did she say to me and stuff and I am just sitting at the table crying my eyes out not being able to breathe i'm so sad . And one of them runs over and hears the chick talking about how she is going to come up to me and punch me and I JUST BREAK DOWN IN TEARS LIKE CRAZY there was no way of stopping my tears and so the bully comes to me and says Why are you crying i'm not even being mean to you ?! Seriously ?! and I was like you are being mean you have been all year and my parents are having issues and this is the last day of school and your starting this drama and then she was like So (no names) ___ is having family issues too and you don't see her friends coming up to her or you don't see her cry at school and she barley has friends to anyone too and I was like that's because she's a bully just like you so leave me alone please and she was like fine whatever then she left and then came back like 2 minutes later and was like "STOP BEING A F'N ATTENTION SEEKER SERIOULSY AND I wasn't planning on fight you ! " then she walked away .. and after lunch she pushed me against the wall into the window of the door. Over the summer I was cutting myself and was crying everyday . I couldn't take the bullying people wanted to fight me so often that I couldn't even leave me house . I got sent away to mental physililties it was fun because we played games and I didn't have to worry about the drama and I met people who were going through the same thing I was so I had fun. And now i'm in 8th grade and because of all the drama from the other school I am at a new school . I only have a couple of friends and I am still bullied everyday I still cut myself and I think of going suiside almost everyday but then I think of my mom because she's mental and I can't leave her with my dad because he's an alcholic. But at school people call me the same thing and pushes me into the walls I got hit by a truck and have a broken arm and people still push me in the walls . There isn't much drama  because I don't have many friends people don't talk to me about anything . This chick said she was my friend and she was upset and I asked her what's wrong , she flipped her hair back and said eghf and just avoided me . I am not the same as everyone else I don't spread rumors and I NEVER talk bad about someone even if they say something about me , people say they are my friend but there not . I cry myself to sleep EVERYNIGHT and almost everyday after school .  After watching BULLY and how that chick said she was still alive because of a couple of her friends . I am alive because of mine too . If I ever loose one I would leave but I know I won't .. I cut myself and stay quite but if I am around people who respect me , I am loud outrageous and the brightest person you can meet , but I don't have many people to show it too :'( . I'm glad I have this website to help me out .... I am Jessica age 13 8th grade this is my life !

I would be bullied for my weight almost everyday at school. I'm outgoing, so people would make fun of my personality too. I developed an Eating Disorder in 9 grade. I have now learned to stand up for myself, and others too. 

I am a 25 year old male from Michigan. I have no prior history with bullying, other than I grew up very skinny and I was often teased of that. The portion of bullying that aches me to my core, is the often, or potential consequence of suicide. I lost my twin brother to suicide in October 2011. Knowing what it did to my family and me, I would like to be able to do anything to prevent it from happening again. When I watched the movie "Bully", and I heard several stories of teenagers thinking about or actually committing suicide, it broke my heart. Remember, life challenges us all in different ways. Seeing young individuals be tormented in our school systems, and seeing staff often do nothing about it, has to stop. Parents can't do this alone. Yes, parents should be educating their kids at home about bullying, but they should also have reassurance that their kids are safe when they are sent off to school. Let's make a change. Let's make our school systems and the lives of kids better.

I am a middle school art teacher and I feel I am a true advocate for my students. As a child, I was skinny and awkward with big glasses and a goofy smile. I was bullied by kids who were bigger and "more attractive" than me. I was called names and made fun of everyday. I was beat down by not only my peers but by teachers too. I feared going to school and faked being sick. I heard over and over the old sticks and stones philosophy but for some reason it all still hurt deeply. As a result, I suffered from depression and it was only art that helped me make it through school. After high school I went to college for art but struggled with finding my calling. I refused to be an art educator at first because I didn't want to be in a place that I hated as a kid. But after working with kids I realized that they seemed to want to talk to me...about everything that was going on in their lives. I chose to teach middle school because I feel that this is the most confusing time in a kid’s life. My students struggle to find their place in the world so I feel that it is my job as a teacher to give them a safe place to figure out who they are and to find their voice. I tell my students that bullying will NEVER be okay no matter if it is physical or verbal and that my door is always open. I have been blessed to be in a school where we have a zero tolerance policy on bullying and our students have signed a pledge to stand up for each other. We have a group at our school called SUBAH which stands for Stand Up And Be A Hero. It is a group of 8th graders who have taken the lead to help other students when they need it. Is our school perfect? No, but every day we are getting better and better about protecting our students. I think if more schools rose up and took a stand like we are rather than ignoring it like some of the schools shown in "Bully" our students' futures would be a safer one!

I was subject to constant physical and verbal bullying for most of my school life. 

It started in infant school and continued through to Junior school where I was bullied every day, before school, during and after school.   The abuse I suffered was always at the hands of a crowd of boys and never a lone individual.   I would hang around half way to school waiting until the very last minute so that I could enter school just as the bell rang, so that I would miss the morning beating.  After School I had to regularly take a long route home to avoid the bullies.   This lasted right up until I left school.  

The long term effects are strong. I am now 46, I have a wife and 5 lovely children. I am relatively successful in my career but I still find my own company safe and comfortable, above the company of others.  I find it very difficult to trust other people and I find it hard to make friends.

I harbour a deep resentment and bitterness towards the people that bullied me at school and it terrifies me to think that the same could happen to my children.

I do not agree with the modern view that bully's should be treated with sympathy and given councelling. Any person who can willfully hurt either physically or mentally another human being without showing any kind of empathy or guilt deserves punishment of the highest order.

My stance against bullying is to give schools and workplaces the power to bring the hammer down hard on bullying with very extreme punishment. 

I stopped short of committing suicide, but I lost a good friend that way.

I am middle aged now and the bitter anger I carry inside affects every aspect of my life. It always will. I have found coping strategies, but they only mask what is going on inside. 

Stop Bullying now.. Stop it for ever. Punish those responsible with extreme prejudice!

When I was in elementary school I was bullied because of my weight, the shape of my body, plus I was kinda the tall guy in the school, everyone made fun of me.

I remember that we used to sing the shapes and sizes, and one certain shape was about me, how did I know? Well, the shape was the oval, and if I remember correctly, it was "the oval looks like a circle, its wide, and its fat" and after that, everyone looked at me, pointed and said "and thats Jonathan".

Yeah it hurt, but I told the teacher how it made me feel and she told the class and they weren't to say that extra line anymore and they didn't (except one kid who was absent when the teacher talked to the other students).

Another school year passed, and I thought it was over with bullying. Apparently I was wrong, just because of my height, this bully I had was one of those jacka** types who thinks he is a tough guy, who thinks he's all that, and etc. This guy, always picked on me he called me names... almost every name for a fat guy you can think of. No teacher helped me because of the way I had been behaving... Ever since that bully started bullying me I turned out to be one crazy kid. And I mean crazy...Biting people, hiding under the cafeteria tables, misbehaving. Anything, but nothing stoped the bullying because the guy was always around. 
I remember a week before christmas, we made our own stockings with our name. And of course I did mine and mine only. But, the SAME bully came up to me saying "You stole my stocking, where is it?" and I told the truth saying "I never took anything and if I saw your name on it I would've given it back." But he didn't believed me and neither did the teacher.(who also thought I stole it -_- )
And because of that I got punished -sighs-

Now in 3rd grade, I moved away and went to another school. I thought again the bullying days were over, but I was wrong.
Because I was the tallest and biggest guy in the whole school everyone was afraid of me. But seeing how much of a nice guy I am, that I have never harmed anyone at all. But eventually the fat jokes came. Yes they hurt my feelings and everything but they didn't care. All I could do was ignore, I wanted to fight them but I knew I couldn't.

I remember one morning there was a kid making fun of me on the bus. There were no other seats empty and it was just him. So I sat down next to him and he kept saying "I'm not going to sit with this fat a**." As soon as he said that, I had enough, I stood up, I literally punched him in the face picked him up and did a DDT move to his head to the floor (DDT..if you watched wrestling then you would know what it looks like) The bus driver stopped us fighting and we got in trouble. 
The principle asked me why did I do it, I told her the reason why and yet I still got punished. Nothing much though just lunch detention with the principle.
The word got out of what I did, and everyone was afraid of me. Literally.

No matter what I did, nobody would be friends with me. I had a few but that's about it.

5th grade. (In 4th grade wasnt bad but anyway)

I got a big bigger, and well I made some "friends" in the 4th, but they started calling me "hamburgesa" meaning hamburger. Because of my size they start calling me that. I told the teacher about it but nothing happened. (And I thought that teacher were supposed to help but nothing -_- even nowadays...which by the way...teachers..listen to the kids, THEY NEED HELP DAMMIT!! sorry, just seeing kids killing themselves and even the damn principils not even helping at all, they should punish the kids who made those kids kill themselves..anyway)

The only respect I've had was a few friends I've made. I didn't have much, especially after school I barely go outside.
I'm going to skip to the 7th to 8th grade. And I hope this could be a tip for every kid, teenager and everyone who has been bullied and been called names.

7th grade was different than elementary school.

No one bothered me, except some people that used to be my bullies when we were kids.
All they could ever do is embarrass me in front of so many people, even back then one kept saying "tartamudo" (think that's how its spelled) meaning stuttering. I've had a bad case of that stutter, because when I talk to fast I stutter. And people assumed that stuttering meant that I was lying, but I wasn't.

Not many people know my situations until I talk about it, or if they asked me, or if they wondered why I stutter. I still get called hamburgesa every now and then. But one kid, that one kid kept making fun of me every day in one class.

And then in 8th grade it kept going and going and going. I finally stood up to that bully of mine and went to his face "I've had it with you calling me every name that you have said in elementary, why don't you grow up and stop acting like a child." I was in full of anger, I wanted to punch him so bad, but the teacher realized it and stopped me and pulled me back. That bully of mine was punished and if he did that again to me, he would get more punishment.

Now, the next school comes in, 9th grade.
I made better friends, and well as I see it, the few bullies I had kept going and going. But this time I didn't care anymore. Because it's the same thing over and over again. Four eyes, fat boy, fat lard, hamburgesa, etc. So I had it again but this time no yelling, I stood up to them. I told them that it was getting old, we were not kids anymore, every name that you can say or think of, doesn't bother me anymore. You're just making yourselves look bad, to almost everyone, you're making yourselves look like jerks, and jacka**es. It's time to grow up. And move on, no matter how much you try, nothing will get to me anymore!

And ever since then, my bullies became my best friends.

If you are reading this, take this tip. If you are being bullied, nothing is wrong with telling an adult, teacher (well if they try to help) or the principle. If any of them don't help at all. Go to the district.

Also for those who were called by names, like four eyes, nerd, or profanity words. Don't let it get to you, they are nothing but words. If they call you a nerd, well that means that you're smarter than them. Because for one thing, if you're a nerd, or even a really smart nerd. That means that you get to keep going, graduate, while the bullies just keep acting like a child, and fail each year.

Well that's just how I see it for them. If they pass (either got some luck or cheated) but anyway.

Don't let the bullies get to you. Never think of ending your life, because you have a young life and a lot to live for.

I've seen people cut their arms or legs, or people drinking, etc. That won't make it go away.

Go to your parents, talk to them about it, or the police, or the district. End the bullying.

Because every bully I see, is nothing but acting like a kid, I just hope that most bullies grow up and open their eyes and see how they acted and how much of a fool they were.