What was you're bullying experiances?

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Since childhood.

I was teased & bullied physically till I went to a school for dyslexia in middle of 6th grade.

Reading some of these stories, damn people can be cruel and ignorant either they don't realize they're creating the next mass shooter/serial killer or they're begging for one.

I think they don't care. They know they'll always be the good guys in the public's eyes, and their victims will never get any sympathy.

I don't know if I had extensive bullying like it is today. Today there are so many avenues that either promote long distance bullying and/or anonymous bullying.

But mostly it was just me trying to fit in and figure out what made others tick. I was constantly made fun of though. But, there is a very big difference between bullying and being made fun of. A few did bully me. But, honestly, most of that was nowhere near the levels I have heard here and elsewhere. And, at times, I became the aggressor to stave off attack. That first strike philosophy never worked for me. If I started trouble, I always lost or got really slammed. If I just defended myself, it worked out much better.

Unfortunately, most bullying I did encounter was from my Mother and Stepfather's side of the family. My Stepmother is far more of a mother to me that my biological mother. My stepfather, well, there is a whole book locked up in that S.O.B.

Most of my school memories are not of bullying, but just being the pariah. Nobody likes to hang with 'The Perfesser' until test time......

I was both bullied and briefly became a bully.

I was bullied in elementary school once I reached the age where it was obvious I wasn't like the other girls. Mostly I was excluded from things, people made fun of me when they thought I wasn't looking and behind my back.

In all of elementary school I was bullied by teachers for behavioral problems. I was very smart, straight As, but it didn't matter. I had too much energy and spoke out of turn, and did things that weren't appropriate, mostly just hyperactive behavior. I wasn't bad on purpose until I got older. The teachers would single me out and ridicule me, I had my arms twisted by one, I was screamed at (literally) in the halls, always punished, put out on a bench in the hall or had my desk moved or turned around.

When boys did these things, the teachers regarded it as cute, because it was something expected from boys but not girls. So they were not punished harshly. But I was humiliated on purpose.

Eventually I became bad on purpose to try to impress other kids because I knew how I was regarded by them. The teachers hated me more after that.

I was bullied my girls my age that were relatives. I was ridiculed, directly and indirectly, deliberately excluded from things, insulted, talked about behind my back. Typical mean girl behavior.

In middle school I was bullied and then became one. I found a girl weirder than me to pick on because it impressed other kids. Being bad got me acceptance for awhile.

I moved away, and was bullied in highschool by groups of girls and boys. I had things thrown at me, but I wasn't beat up. I eventually just quit going.

I was bullied by my parents but I think that qualifies as child abuse instead.

I think it is a natural progression in that school is 12 years or so (depending on the country) of people jockeying for position in life. The Alphas, the Betas and then Gammas. There are some Alphas that are natural leaders and there are some alphas that are mean spirited. And, when you get tired of being bullied by them, you try to 'out-alpha' them by beating them at their own game.

Fortunately my period of being the aggressor was short lived.

Yes, I agree. If it's not your natural inclination to be mean-spirited, I think it doesn't last. You just do what you think you have to in order to "survive", but it never turns out the way you think it will and you end up feeling awful. I still feel bad about it.

Exactly. And, even when I was the defender, I felt just as horrible afterward. As the defender, I was pulled off a few people by others though. My stepfather instilled a severe 'fight or flight' response. For the longest time I remember, I prefer 'flight'.

Kids will often murmur and stare at me if I wear earmuffs or earplugs in class. Also, some of my teachers don't like me wearing them, but I tell them it's because the kids are too loud and I have sensory difficulties.

Do they listen?

I think the teachers should take you seriously. It's hard to be different, especially when you're young. Maybe if you tell the kids your hearing is extra sensitive, they may understand. People are often threatened by those that are different, but sometimes if you just come out and talk about it, it's not such a big deal to them anymore.

Some teachers are just idiots sometimes. I had a stepson about 25 years ago in a special ed class to help him with certain difficulties. He drew a picture once and when they asked him to describe it, he said "that's my daddy flying to Ireland." They belittled him and said that he 'knew his daddy wasn't flying to Ireland." I was at the parent teacher conference and the picture was up. The teacher (actually lead teacher in Special Ed) told the story laughing about it. I told her that I did go to Ireland and then asked her why she accused him of lying. Then I asked why she didn't even ask his mother before accusing him.
Sometimes the most 'well meaning' people are the worst. I'd never go back to those years.

I've recently realised I never had to put up with the short man syndrome while I was in school.

They probably made the assumption that he was stupid and didn't know what he was talking about. A special-ed teacher shouldn't view themselves as superior to their students, but it looks like that was the case.

I don't even know why those types of people go into education.

They abound with what I call 'enlightened ignorance'. The fact that she did not even check really ticked me off and I became a bit confrontational about it. I had something like that happened where the school brass thought I was a trouble maker in Michigan because I said things like "Yes Ma'am, No Ma'am". My parents actually got called into school because of that. Hated those putz's. Got into more fights at that school than any other.