How were you bullied?

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I was "taken captive" when I was 6 in the Bronx. When I finally escaped after a few hours I decided that was never going to happen again. I was still bullied repeatedly until I got out of high school, but I was never hurt again. They always regretted it. I was also bullied continually by teachers and staff at my schools (there were many). I became unmanageable by the time I got to high school. But no one ever hurt me again! Probably half of my fights growing up were to stop some bully. It took a toll, though and it left scars.

Sean

Gr. 9. One punch in the shoulder every morning. That was all.
Much more recently, my ex tried to hit me on several occasions. I held up a wooden shield, but still got bruises from the shoving. If I'd hit back, I'd probably have lost everything. As long as women are not supposed to be hit but men are fair game, women should not be allowed full male privileges.

A boy bullied by other boys

I was never bullied. Though I was teased in elementary school.
I never tried to be a part of any so I wasn't in the fringes of any clique and since NTwited Highschoolers force everyone into cliques I was made the center my own clique of one. And since Everyone "Wants to be unique just like everyone else" it was a high status clique. IT wasn't until the last day of middle school when someone called me "Your that cool kid." that I realized that people didn't interact with me not because I was an outsider me but because they felt I was out of their league. Unfortunately I only attended one semester of Highschool before I had to drop out of the rest of that year because of Medical reasons. That year I took the GED and got 12.12 in most subjects

Sitting in the hallway got old. It was nice going into junior high and see that punishment didn’t exist.

It is strange that the original poll (from more than 5 years ago) is a complete mess, with a set of options that makes a half-hearted attempt, and yet fails, to cover all the possibilities (girls bullied by girls, boys, both or neither; boys bullied by girls, boys, both or neither), and even has a repetition (options 2 and 4 are the same).

I (male) wouldn't say I was bullied in any physical sense, but certainly psychologically I was hurt by things children in my age group, and more especially, adults, said about me and to me.

mildly, it started with girls and random attacks, once i had a playdate with a girl and then the next day the whole class boo-ed and hissed from her telling i did cry for a something that happened, later years we'd be friends again but she always yelled at me and insulted me during PE
learned to stand alone and pretend that was nothing (so uh i do not have urges to appear anything ekse)
growing up further, going my way, random groupes of teens start boo-ing when you pass by them
(boohed out of a punkconcert, for being "wrong-clothed")

or even after fourthy random old and older men suddenly relive to the occasion of saying nasty things to me
or the incidental young pawn too
once i had an insight , oh boy the next day, everybody pressed himself to prove the point of their malignement


@ schoolmom time, i didn't mind standing alone, sometimes you'd stood with other stand-alone mothers, sometimes in the cliquey circles, and all other constellations too

...I was raped.

I was bullied in middle skewl by being teased & being hurt physically by both guys & girls. I wasn't really bullied physically in high-skewl but my guy peers would ask me really stupid questions that I'd answer as best I could & they would laugh about it behind my back. I was too ret*d to realize I was being bullied that way until someone on this forum mentioned how they were bullied in that way.

I'm very sorry to hear that. I hope you're ok now.

at knife point by a younger kid who probably grew up to be a psychopath

Not sure if I am any the above. There were scattered incidents, especially in public school.
Teasing on surname... meh (mostly boys)
Teasing on speech impediment. this is 4th grade as new student (both gender)
Teasing when my chest exploded (by boys)
Teased about clothes (fresh 70s citywear dropped into rural zone in 7th grade, both genders)

True bullying? was rare for me. Teasing was the level suffered, specially teasing because I would not always catch irony or sarcasm.

The boy behind me in stuck gum in my hair, I punched him, later spiked in him in mixed volleyball. and that day forward we slammed each other's surnames Hooker and Ferretface. Mother superior nailed us both. Of course, now I realize he probably kinda liked me is why he pestered me for months until the showdown.
I got hazed a lot by a guy I rejected quite firmly (after week of unwanted pursuit, he sat next to me, draped an arm strongly and had a hand on my boob an told everyone loudly we were going out-I bit him without thinking.LoL. a rare response from me).
A known delinquent bully girl in 7th grade targetted me for.. I still don't know what, being tall? being ginger? wearing fur coats the first week of school?... and I tried everything to avoid her to point of ridiculous but it just made her more bloodthirsty. Once she cornered me, though my hands are small and weak for boxing; I used leverage and weight to bang her bloody and unconscious on the pavement. Then no one bugged me in that school district ever again.

I was a teacher's pet that was always busy studying and doing extra credit work if not after school activities in language/sports/music, and usually the one rescuing bullied people even though I rarely hung with other students. I was not a peer since I was much younger than my classmates from skipping grades and I was a head taller than most classmates until junior year.

Most people couldn't, or never even tried, to pronounce my surname. I had to do it for them almost all the time. That was merely annoying, not really bullying.

I never attended mainstream school, so I didn't have to deal with real bullying (what few kids I did interact with I only met once a month at co-ops, so the teasing had very little effect on me). My older sister is mentally ill, though, and would target me frequently when we were growing up. She would often trigger my sensory problems on purpose, sending me into meltdowns. There was also the typical girl-on-girl bullying, attempting to lower my self-esteem through verbal abuse. The latter didn't have any long-term affects on me, thankfully, although she continues to call my sexuality unnatural and make other remarks of that sort. She's one of the main reasons that I'm so happy to be leaving home in the next two years.