MidlifeAspie wrote:
You had a different breed of bully than I grew up with

Its all cultural and based on neighborhood.
I tended to outwit the bullies and tended to get rid of them by alienating them and making them look like a fool.
I did get punched and beat up a lot.
And I had my fair share of meltdowns in school too. Meltdowns that consisted me of knocking my own head on the cement though. Kids made fun of me because of that.
But...I tried ya know to fight back when I was being punched, but I could never punch someone hard enough for them to leave me alone.
I learned to fight with my intellect. The one thing they didn't have.
Sometimes the outwitting them just made them want to punch me. And they did. I remember sometimes I'd skip class, crying in the bathrooms. I'd get in trouble for skipping, but I hated it there. I hated to be alive. I hated who I was. I hated everything. I felt lonely, cursed.
I also hated the classroom to begin with because they were loud always full of kids screaming and teachers screaming at kids.
One time we had a teacher who tried to slam a plastic clipboard onto the table. What ended up happening was the plastic clipboard snapped and a shard fell into a girls eyes. He was fired.
But in public school there was a lot of struggle of control. A lot of loud and misbehaved students.
I had no recourse and was very violent to my family. Something I shouldn't have. But I wasn't winning any wars at school. I had no recourse at school. I was always the kid no one really believed, even though I had never lied and I'm being serious on this.
I sought recourse and took it out on my baby brothers. I regret it now. But it all comes down to recourse.
If you feel you have no recourse, you take recourse where you do have recourse.
Recourse is like a counter. A counter attack.