have you ever been bullied? if so what was you worst/ best

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One incident that comes to mind happened in 8th grade. I was leaving the lunchroom one day walking across the courtyard going to me next class, and this kid named Chris walked up to me and sprayed perfume all over me. He was a kid I had run-ins with throughout the year. He sprayed the perfume on me, probably 5-6 squirts. I had enough. I grabbed my bookbag, and just started beating the crap out of him right there in the courtyard.

One of the assistant principals saw us, came over and broke us up. There may have been another teacher there to break us up, but I can't remember. This was in 1992.

We wound up being ushered to the assistant principal's office, told our stories; once with each other in the room, and a second time separately with the head principal. Both of us got written up and 2 days in-school suspension. Chris never messed with me again.

Had many other incidents, most of which were in grades 7-9. Got into a few classroom altercations that were never reported to administrators.

I have had to overcome bullies my entire life:at school, in the workplace.It likely goes with the territory, when you are a quiet person with AS.However, I have usually always overcome the bullying and turned the tables on the bully.It isn't fun to be bullied but I think every experience gave me the motivation to stand up to my bully and find creative ways to make it stop.

Worst: being bullied in middle school by other girls, at three different middle schools, one private and two public. Private was the worst and then the two public middle schools were pretty bad too. Typical mean girl stuff and at one public another girl who was new was also bullied by other females. The other bullied new girl and I became friends. Middle school is the worst and I have NVLD and did not know it at the time. So I didn't realize why it was extra difficult.

It seems I've been bullied at least once throughout each of the major stages of life.

My worst experience(s): One of the worst experiences came from being bullied in years 10/11. I was repeatedly bullied with verbal abuse, taunts and jeers in and outside of school within thse years. With little being done about it and the situation only escalating because of that, I remember being really depressed. Some of the worst bullying also came from my friend's attempts to discredit me at around that time. They managed to convince me I was stupid and its really affected my self-esteem.

My best experience: N/A. It was all pretty sh***y. I don't want to go through the effort of conjuring a 'best' experience.

When I was in fourth grade i was bullied by a group of kids on the playground. They know i don't like loud noises, but they were screaming at me. I wanted to escape, tell a teacher, but someone was guarding the exit of the playground saying they would tickle me if I tried to leave. For a year, one of those kids would scream if they passed me in the hallways. It was a tease.

In sixth grade, I got laughed at for reading a women's clothing magazine. They called me names and giggled.

i've not had a huge problem with bullies but i guess theyve been there, waiting for me to take the situation a different way than i take it and getting upset over them. I never give anyone the satisfaction of responding though, unless its to give them back as good as i get, so they always move on. They certainly never really dare say it to my face anyway.

My great strength is that i have an internal battery from growing up in this really working class environment. Like i always loved reading growing up but among the people i knew it was weird and unusual and talk of anything remotely intelligent within those groups was greatly frowned upon.

i knew i wasnt doing anything wrong by being intelligent though, that much is obvious. So i just learned to keep things to myself and be self reliant and any kind of alternative views by the stupid people around me on a subject would be disregarded by me because i knew about their limitations. Some people can't appreciate the way i am because of a lack of intelligence on their part and because i know its their problem and not mine i learned from an early age to not take the opinions of most people too seriously.

My senior year of high school I was jumped by 4 guys outside of the school who were smoking weed. Relative to the school, there's a huge field next to it where baseball games are played, so it's just out of sight from people. I walked past them (the sidewalk was big enough) and I heard one of them say "Yo, he's ret*d, let him go," and then one of them hits me from behind. I turn around to see who did that, I'm like "what the hell" and next thing I know all 4 of them throw me on the ground and kick me around for a bit. Then one of them says "don't f**king snitch" and they run off laughing to themselves while I'm lying there muddied and stunned. One of my classmates from my school saw it from a distance but wasn't sure, so when he saw me he asked what happened and so he walked with me halfway to my house. I was cautious since I could've run into those guys again but I didn't.

From that experience, I was very hesitant to walk home from school for months because of the chance that they might do it again, but luckily for me I never saw them again.

I've been bullied several times, but my worst would probably have to be in Chemistry; thankfully, my teacher didn't stand for that kind of behavior.

And my best would probably have to be when I stood up for myself when someone was bugging me; turned out to be completely pointless, because he just found my outburst to be funny.

Worst physical experience - while waiting outside the class room in 8th grade, most guys there for some reason decided they should put me on top of the lockers, and actually did so, all lifting me up. The only incident that actually made me cry, and the teacher saw that so I (also the only time) told him what had happened. This was a good teacher, so he actually got extremely angry and took it up with the class immediately, while I sat there sobbing quietly. At least a few of those guys got second thoughts I think. So maybe you could say that the outcome was the best of all episodes, in a way.

I'd say that name calling and other mental bullying is a lot worse though. With the above I think it's most often noticed, and the teachers can do something about it.

My worst mental bullying experience is from a school trip we made to another country in 5th grade, with 2 or 3 sleepover nights. The teachers (2 of them) had no overview whatsoever what was going on, as we were put in maybe 5-6 different small houses. I was in one house with one of my worst bullies and three other kids. We mixed with kids from the country we were in, playing soccer etc. It was soon found out that my name sounded very close to a "bad word" in their native language.

As everybody started to laugh about this, I retreated rather early to bed, reading a comic book. Then I heard how people from my class and the foreign kids outside started to chant this word that my name sounded like. I felt terrible and just wanted to go home. Still don't know how I got through all that crap...

That makes it so much worse. There's nowhere you can go to get away. It's not like you can go home. The thing about your name sounding like a bad word in another language made me giggle a little bit. I'm sorry.

My name is Barbara and I've been called Barf-bra, Barf-bag, Bark-bra, etc.. It didn't help that I was very big for my age and started school a year early so I was physically ahead and emotionally behind everybody else. I had to wear a bra when I was 8 and got acne when I was 10. I was fully grown by age 11.

When I was 4 some older kids threw me in a dumpster. When I started to cry, they said, "Don't worry. We'll throw your mom in too, so you won't get lonely." I didn't understand teasing, so I thought everybody meant it when they called each other nasty names. I couldn't understand why they all still played together if they hated each other so much.

I've had rocks thrown at me while a group of kids chanted mean rhymes at me, been shunned, no one would let me sit down on the bus, Groups of kids would follow me home every day saying terrible things they wanted to do to me or my mom or our cats. Kids didn't realize I was younger than them because I was so big and weird, so they thought I was ret*d.

The worst I have experienced was not by a classmate, but by a teacher that disliked me in fourth grade. She sat me down in the middle of the class (gathered in a circle around me) and had each of the class (roughly 30 kids) each tell me one thing they disliked about me. If they couldn't think of something, she would give them ideas. I remember them telling me how bad I smelled, how my teeth were ugly, how my hair was messy, how my clothes were ugly, how I never paid attention in class, how I disrupted the class, how I never played with anyone on the playground, and how they just plain hated me. One of them even threw their backpack at me, and the teacher just gave them a smirk...

My stepmother was my worst bully. She constantly made fun of my appearance, saying I had no neck and thick lips. My father never told her to stop.
He had divorced my mentally ill mother and then he married this freak. I think he was embarrassed to say he made a mistake and get a second divorce.

Fast forward to now. Two weeks ago her mail started to pile up and neighbors called the police. She was discovered inside collapsed on trash. She apparently managed to fill the whorl house with garbage she was hoarding.

She is now in long term care. Sometimes I thnk Karma takes care of evil people if one can wait long enough.

First of all, I absolutely HATE bullies. I hope they all go to Hell and have horrible things happen in their adult life. Yes, I have been severely bullied throughout my life and it got bad starting in 7th grade. For example, one time I was doing my school work minding my own business. Then a kid walked up to me and stabbed me with a pen, bruising my ribs. I have had gum put in my hair. Oh with the pen incident, I got in trouble because I started crying and the kid got no punishment. All my teachers were on the bullies side, and also made fun of how stupid I was. There was another time that I was doing my work and then a dumb stupid bully had wads of paper and rolled them up and put tape around it many times to make it like a rock. Then he started throwing them at my face, and then I had a cut under my eye. I've been pushed into lockers as well. Of course the daily being made fun of. It got so out of control that I became suicidal from it. I went to several schools in a short period of time. In another school the first year was wonderful, I finally had a teacher who listened to me and helped me. I am still in contact with her all these years later. But in the second year of being there the school let violent bullies in. One of the kids was so violent he literally stabbed a teacher with scissors and threw down a desk down a flight of stairs at another teacher. He was bad news. Then he threatened to kill me. So the next day I dropped out of that school. All this increased my depression and some psychosis, so I ended up in the hospital for the first time. After the hospital I got sent to another school. This time it was a special school for people with mental conditions. There was a problem. The teachers and leaders were like dictators. I had absolutely no freedom there. In fact you are not allowed to make friends! No getting their numbers, no high fives, no hugs, you can barely talk to them during the day. They monitored your every move. Luckily I moved shortly after. Then in high school it was mostly good but on the bus I was bullied with people constantly throwing things at me and making fun of me. Oh as an adult now I am still being bullied. A few years ago I was severely bullied on many sites including this one. Hate spread through the entire Internet. Everyone was spreading lies and hate against me. There were other horrendous things that happened to me but I don't think its appropriate to talk about on here. Some of them involved criminal behavior towards me, that level of severity. I still have nightmares about what happened. And this is one of the reasons why I don't trust any person on Earth.

I have been bullied very little and briefly in elementary school but in middle school I was bullied a lot.
I was lucky that I was never physically harmed my bullying was mostly psychological.
I don't really know what the worse experience was for me but some were really awful for me at the time.
8th grade was the worst of all the three years of middle school. My classmates used to fix papers on my back with nasty stuff written on them, they told me offensive things and gave me offensive nicknames. Even when I was not in school but in the bus to get back home they used to call me names and ask me offensive questions even if I didn't turn or answer them. They also used to take my pencil caseand use it as if it were a volleyball ball. Once I was walking towards the bus to get back home and two of them took my school bag and I missed the bus because of that. Some of them also used to walk at my back mimicking my gait. Once a teacher called me to her desk and my male classmates started yelling "call Julie to your desk! Call Julie so that we can see her instead of this nun!" (Julie was a very beautiful classmate of mine that used to dress sexy, have curves and wear lots of make-up). All this with being teased everyday, being avoided and having people refusing to sit near me. I don't really know which one of these has been the worst. But I was lucky that I was never physically harmed.
This is an article I found a while ago about non-physical bullying: http://www.psychologytoday.com/blog/the ... -the-brain
Since I entered high school I was never teased again.
In the school I was during 6th, 7th and 8th grade it looked like the more you looked "weird" the more you were bullied.
In the school I am in now it's the opposite. People who look "weird" but not without some psychiatric problems are verbally bullied; but I am not. I guess my classmates have already guessed I have some mental stuff since they asked me a few times if I was autistic or had some sort of mental illness.
They bully Christine a lot because she looks "weird" but "normally weird" even though she is very depressed. But everyone just seems to think she's plain lazy.
Of couse sometimes when I make some stupid mistakes or mispronounce some words they laugh but they do the same thing even when everybody else does and they even laugh at their own mistakes. They gave me nicknames but are not nasty ones. I don't view that as bullying.

Thanks. Don't be sorry, nice to make someone giggle.

Sorry to hear about your struggles as well. Children can be so mean.

I didn't understand teasing either. Some kids told me "don't take it to heart", but I never understood how to not do that. If someone teased me I automatically felt bad about it (still do, in most cases). And I never figured out how to make it stop either.

I've never really been bullied that badly. I can only think of two things that sorta might have been bullying.

One time we were drinking punch in class cause theere had been a punch sale, and I ended up spilling mine cause I've got A+ coordination. This one guy went like "wow that's just great" as I was helping my teacher clean it up, even though it was nowhere near him.

The other time, it wasn't really a single occurrence, but more of a thing that happened every day. This jerk would do that whistling thing that you do when you see someone attractive whenever we were in the same room, and I would bet you a million dollars he didn't do it because he actually liked me. He wouldn't do it directly at me, he would be staring into space when he did it. He didn't do it for a while after the first few times, but then we were assigned seats, and he was put right next to me. That's when he started doing it again. I dunno, I could be wrong, he might have not been directing it at me at all. I'm pretty sure he was, though.

Other than that, i haven't really been bullied all that much, at least that I can remember. The people at my school are pretty friendly for the most part, even the popular kids. Most of the popular girls are really sweet, and the guys are just funny, not mean.