How do your classmates treat you?

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Before college, I was picked on. I was seen as a freak, and people thought it was funny and smart to make nasty comments about me. Kids in school are so immature. I defended myself with counter insults, but the morons were dumb and ignorant, they didn't understand them. Apparently attacking and making fun of unpopular/weird/different kids and making an exhibition about is a past time most adolescent NT males should enjoy. For extra fun, target vulnerable, mentally/socially challenged kids who can't defend themselves well.

What a nasty, screwed up world we live in...

And as for college, there's still morons who utter "spastic" when they think that you can't hear them.

There were also some prats on the bus who picked on me on day for being different not only because of my different appearance and actions, but my views. The same people expressed racist, bigoted opinions towards others. They must have been 14-16, either having skipped school for the day, or out of education altogether. That's got to be one of the worst cases of bus bullying I've ever come across, though when I had to go on the bus to a certain high school, I faced bullying then.

Oh how I'd love to have my revenge...

I had dozens of chances to take out those as*holes,I SHOULD HAVE PUT THEM IN THEIR PLACE WHILE I HAD THE CHANCE!! !! ! BUT NO,I WAS TOO AFRAID OF THE CONSEQUENCES,BUT NOT ANYMORE!! !! !

If i EVER get the perfect opprotunity,i WILL take it,no matter what.

sorry for my language but my classmates treat me like S**T(as well as every one else in school)
i also get bashed every weeks or so. and then everyone everyone calls me gay and laughs at as i cry curled up in a ball.

I'm ignored most of the time.

Everyone either hated me or pitied me. The people who pitied me would just come up to me and talk to me sometimes. My SSO wrongly thoght that I though they were my new best friend and I got upset when they didn't talk to me again, HOWEVER THAT WAS NOT THE CASE!! ! As for the people who hated me, they'd pretend to be friendly for a day or so, then go back to being nasty to me again. They mocked every little thing I did, as well as things that I didn't do but what other autistic people do. They laghed at me literally ALL the time. They spoke to me in that sickeningly-sweet sarcastic tone of voice, thinking I was too ret*d to catch on (some girl kept offering to wash my hands for me). They all thought they were in charge of me and would act like it was the end of the world if I tried to treat them the same way they treated me!! And of course no-one could be arsed sticking up for me! Of course I got yelled at all the time for "letting them win" yet if you read another one of my postings you will see that no matter what I did, THEY ALWAYS WON!! !! It was me against half the bloody school, and the other half was too cowardly to help me, so of course they always won, it wan't a fair fight for f**k sake!

In the past, classmates treated me like crap. Now, in college, I have some enemies, but almost all people treat me with respect.

I was treated poorly from 4th-8th grade because some kid started nasty rumors about me being gay (although I am straight) and I was tormented by practically everybody, everyday. The torment ended at the start of 9th grade after I beat the tar out of the same kid because he came over to my lunch table and took my friend's hat; dropping it into the wastebasket. I got a five day suspension but it was totally worth it in the end. Haven't got an ounce of crap from anybody ever since.

Well Im at colege and everyone is ok with me but it wasnt always so, Im makinga film to try and help cassmates and teachers understand if you have amin Id apprecaite you filling in my questionaire iits in the school and college section the post title is school

I was treated horribly in school. For one thing, I changed schools alot, so I got it bad for being a transfer student. In one school, I was tormented because I wasn't an athlete, in another, for trying to be a good kid and staying out of trouble. In 8th grade, my worst year ever, I was tormented for having a deep voice and later for being interested in shortwave radio.

High school I was tormented for many reasons including refusing to be put through a degrading week of hazing by senior students, for not going to school dances, ball games, and other school functions, not wanting to date, and the list goes on. I was so glad when I graduated.

College was OK though, since there wasn't the forced socialization that exists in lower level schools. I was free to talk to and more importantly, no talk to, whomever I chose. I was also free to pursue my interests without ridicule. If it could only have always been that way, life would have been so much easier.

im actually quite popular for some bazzaire(sorry about my spelling)reason, maby my ADHD plays a part in that because of my severe impulsitivity lol.
yeah i dont think i was ever bullied or anything, my friends are always there for me and always explain things to me if i dont understand something. my friends do say im weird, strange, hyper, impulsive ect but they just laugh and it dosn't really bother them, they except me for who i am

I'm in my sixth and last year of high school now, and it's like a little community.
In Scotland you usually only finish high school if you intend to go to university, other wise you tend to leave after 4 or 5 years.
So now, there are very few of us left, only about 40, and everyone gets along really well.

I never really was able to talk to my classmates before, maybe one or two, but now that I am kind of forced into a situation with them, I can talk to them. Not an epic conversation or anything, but I can say good morning and how are you and things like that.
It's also good because everyone is nice to each other now, people have given up being mean and petty and now everyone just accepts each other for who they are.

Not many people know I have AS though. They know I'm not good in social situations and that's enough.
No point in putting that in people's heads at this late stage. I know how frustrating it is to look back on things that have passed and think "It's so obvious! Why didn't I guess from that there?" and other such things.

I'm probably not going to see them after school is over, so it doesn't really matter.
But I'm glad I got the change of this last year to get to know them a little better, because now we have all matured a bit, they are really lovely people.

In college my classmates seem to resent me because I tend to be a teacher's pet. I don't TRY to be, teachers just like me for some reason I also tend to get put in leadership positions, which I'm not comfortable with, but at least people listen to me (mostly because they're too lazy to think for themselves).

In high school our class was split. Half would put up with me and I thought they were my friends but they'd never invite me to their parties or anything... The other half made fun of me and called me psycho. This included one teacher. I should have complained.

I'm treated nicely at my new school now. It's nice.

When I was younger it was worse I don't like talking about that... but I will say I am glad my brother was around(and stronger and better trained than all my bullies)

I had some bullying, but I also had some people be really nice to me. You know the article about girl aspies being looked after by other girl aspies? Well, I was looked after by the boys! Although I wasn't extremely popular and even the other parents knew me as a loner, one boy actually only invited me and one other girl to his birthday (she was on his football team) much to the surprise of all the other girls in the class. I'd play football and playfight with them.

In secondary school it was kind of the same. Most people would kind of... talk to me as if they were trying to work me out (I realise in hindsight, or through discussing events with my mother who'd then point out the likely reasons for them). I was seen as a bit geeky, but most people were okay towards me. I was very insecure during those years, as my uniform felt intensely uncomfortable and I started to realise I was different, but I think that if it hadn't been for that and the depression I wouldn't have found those years as 'unfortunate' - it seems like they had the potential to be better than they were.

Generally speaking I didn't enjoy school though. I would always prefer to be at home and I was often overlooked to the extent that I missed out on doing things I wanted to (which would be yet another knock).

I ignore them, they ignore me. It's not a very productive system but it works.