What is your bullying experience and how it stoped

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Hellow I will say my bullying experience. In the fitst grade of elementary school I bullied by some children, one child broke my arm and some other children hit me, I said in my parents and I go to another school in second grade which was private. This private school was realy good and I have few problems on bullying. In middle school I bullied badly especially in first grade my classmates teased me, punched me, kicked me and they threw me papers. At PE class they didn't pick me on team sports and when they picked me they picked me last and I didn't do anything to stop bullying because I was afraid. In highschool I started to work out and I hadn't more problems with bullying and I decide if someone bully me to hit him. In highscool one classmate started to push me, I hit him and he said "you hit like a girl", but he didn't bully me again and another classmate push me in the stair and I attacked to him and he said "relax relax" and they stopedto bully me.

What is your bullying experience and how did you deal with bullies?

I tried fighting back alittle & even took karate for a bit but I s#cked with it & dropped out. Fighting back didn't stop the bullying & they told the teacher on me for trying horribly to defend myself & I got in trouble cuz it was my word against a group of kids. Telling my parents about the bullying never helped stop the bullying but it did help me get out some frustration. The bullying stopped when I started going to a school for dyslexia in the middle of 6th grade.

My experience was originally doing nothing or telling a teacher (who also did nothing) and then getting sick of it and lashing out in a way that would freak out my tormentors (usually fighting back much more intensely than they would ever dare to). I was "ok" in that if whenever I would get sent to the principles office for fighting I'd explain what happened and afterwards stating something along the lines of "if you're not going to believe me then you might as well suspend or expel me so I can go home, play my gameboy, and get this over with." Usually this would get my parents called in (most principles don't expect responses like that), and they usually would say the same thing if they were confident that I never striked first (otherwise I'd get it at home). The key was being persistent if the bullies were as well and always "outdoing" the bully (eg spitball in my face/throw a book back, get my food stolen at lunch/flip their trays and push all their food to the floor). Eventually (usually at most 3 confrontations) they'd get tired of tormenting me, would stop, and would move on to someone else. Physical bullying stopped for me around middle school. Verbal and emotional bullying continued until my second year of high school and at that time I didn't give a crap about anything and was practically suicidal anyway to care much about stupid comments.

I strongly suggest people to tell their parents and teacher. That's what I did whenever I got bullied at school and the bullying stopped immediately afterwards. This "don't tattle tale" rule is a system designed to protect the bullies. Bullies are cowards and don't deserve any protection whatsoever.

My bullying included at least one teacher[!] who joined in with the ridicule. My name was turned into a verb meaning "stupid loser." In junior-high school, I enrolled in an after-school taekwondo class. I didn't need to say another word in my defense after that. Students soon learned that I was in the taekwondo class, and avoided me (which came with its own problems, like shunning), but, at least, I wasn't intimidated or ridiculed.

I'd like to think my sitauation was one of the more unique ones but in all hoestly it likely wasn't. I'd been bullied, harrassed, taunted, and outright punched in the jaw. The physicality of it didn't start until middle school, but before that it was largely taunting and harassment until i lost it, once i got to middle school i started hitting back, always sending a friend to get a teacher while i kept them distracted. Then after a particularly bad incident in 7th grade i got transferred to another school where i went until freshman year. Went to the local high school for 2 classes at the end of the day 2nd semester, 2nd week doing so i got harassed on the bus (hitting the back of my head), and i got up turned around and kicked the kid from over the bus seat. He hit me twice right in the jaw i barely felt it. Then i was homeschooled (via online charter school) my sophomore year. Came back to the high school my junior year and continued until graduating. Only freshman bothered me after i went back junior year, everyone else left me alone thinking i was at juvie, which i reinforced only because it kept them leaving me be. Graduated 4 years ago this june, and i still hear kids talking about my middle school reputation. But i don't remember most of the incidents because 90% of my meltdowns were caused by anger and i blacked out when they started. So the only viewpoints i can go by is everyone's but mine. Teachers weren't much help 5th to 7th grade, they claimed i was "acting out with malicious intent" and trying to get my classmates in trouble. Hell the principals at the elementary and middle schools (they were best friends surprise surprise) told my mother to her face the kids bullying me with a police order on file to leave me alone from egging my house in 5th grade, "they're such good kids, they couldn't possibly do something like that" and then told me in front of my mother during an IEP meeting in 6th grade to "grow up and act my age". High school was better as my 4th grade homeroom teacher was an Assistant principal, and knew what i'd been through, even got some kind of teacher of the year award because of a letter i wrote in elementary school. Middle school i truly believed everyone would be better off if i wasn't there, until a friend of mine hung himself with a dog leash 3 weeks before school started freshman year. After that i swore i'd never even think about contemplating it, and to never let a friend feel alone ever again. Now i ride my bike all over town, swimming and roller blading in the summer to stay fit, while self-training mostly but occasionally with a couple friends in kickboxing and several other fighting techniques just in case a day comes when i might need them to defend myself or a kid i meet going through what i did.

I'm not going to describe the way I was bullied (it's still too painful even 15 years later) but I can say that in the end it went more and more obvious that they wanted me dead, nothing less. They pushed other kids to suicide too, sometimes successfully. Teachers didn't care. That school had a very bad reputation.
Things went better only when I changed school, my new school was a reputable one with a lot of discipline, so I was never bullied by classmates there. I had two teachers who hated me though, but some other teachers and the principal really appreciated me.
I think if bullying becomes physical and / or sexual, the point of no return has been reached and there's nothing you can do to reason a bully. You can't do anything else than change school and lodge a complaint if you can show evidence of your injuries.

I was called named like stupid and ret*d, dumb, idiot, slow, and I was made fun of for how I walked or stood and talked and and got called a show off and called other names like mean or rude. Kids would also touch me and bother me to upset me and not leave me alone, egg me to do things to get me into trouble. They would sometimes throw things at me or spit at me. It got worse by 6th grade and it turned into being followed and being spat at and egged until I did it and being talked into doing things to a point I was falling apart. I always fought back and I would be the one in trouble. Yes I told the teacher and my mother. My mom also would talk to my school principal and her words were "she has to toughen up" and my mom would also write a note to my teacher. Then we moved and the bullying stopped because we lived in a small town and I had an aide. I am sure it would have gotten worse if we didn't move because I wouldn't have had an aide for one because they said I didn't need one. I must have been too high functioning.

That's why I am so sensitive about the word honesty because to me what I experienced was verbal abuse and it brought down my low self esteem and drove me into depression and I was talking about killing myself by 6th grade and this is what aspies want for honesty? s**t.