When did the bullying STOP?

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a change of scenario. new home, new school, accidentally tho, not FOR ME

but it helped. the new people didnt know about me that i was "wrong".
i used to be "too short" for ages, among new people i suddenly was at average height and so on.

it was very shocking for me, and adjustment took a long time. i still have my 2 of 3 only IRL friends from there :]

At present I am not being bullied and haven't been bullied for the past two years. We'll see what happens when I find a new job. This is one of the main reasons why I was upset when the company I worked for closed down - they actually treated me like a human being. Now I am confronted with the idea that, wherever I work next, I won't be so lucky and I will be bullied all over again.

It never stops, it just changes form.

The physical bullying at school stopped in 7th grade after I beat up a bully. He kicked my foot out from under me. I then did my Gayle Sayers impression as I ran down a packed hallway and cornered him in stairwell. A volley of hooks left him dazed.

I had a brief period of being bullied in summer camp before 9th grade. The authorities did nothing in spite of my complaints. One of my bunkmates was even sexually assaulted: he received a "wedgie" consisting of a broom in his anus with our JC's participation. I was bewildered by the idea of that and would not join in.

I was at the receiving end of much taunting through high school. Around 6th grade or so, I learned the art of deflection. I realized that my taunters had the problems and sometimes even laughed with them. The ineffectiveness of their taunts disarmed them. Unfortunately, this had the side effect of blocking critical advice from well-meaning friends that didn't end until I had my first affair. Then, when she criticized an action, I could trust her and change my behavior.

The taunts continue to this day. Even my mother taunted me when I got something wrong. (She is mentally ill. ) I took a class from a professor who was well-known for his insults. He insulted me in one class and I laughed. Another student told me she lost respect for me because I didn't fight back. I explained to her that, by refusing to let him get to me, I defeated him.

At work, I have to deal with the occasional bully, including managers. One manager tried to "help" me in a situation. Instead of praising my initiative, she said, "Obviously, you don't have enough work to do." She then proceeded with a stream of insults and innuendoes. She did offer one piece of seeming useful advice that turned out to be a stalling tactic. Did I say that I think she is mentally ill? Later, she and my then-supervisor tried to punish me for system failure. With some help, I defeated that. I think my supervisor, who had just returned from her honeymoon, got radiation burns from response. During my last depression, a manager made a very unreasonable demand (a report with a very short deadline about why I got something wrong instead of actually fixing it). I walked away saying that I was going to explode. "Don't explode here!" He didn't get that report, and someone else fixed the problem. In a meeting, a man kept interrupting me when I was asking questions of another person. I fought back, forcefully telling him to let me finish my question. At the end, he apologized for his behavior.

Throughout my life, the bullying was just NTs seeking to cut someone down to build themselves up. Up through high school, my skinniness, physical weakness, poor coordination and ASD were the main fuel. Occasionally, my different preferences have been the fuel. For example, I don't like popular music.

Once I became an adult it stopped.

For me, the physical bullying stopped after about 10th grade. But then they switched to mental bullying which hasn't really stopped. I just try to avoid those people if I can. Unfortunately, a lot of times its people at work and you can't do much about it. I just lost a job as a nurse in a hospital because of bullying there. Nurse bullies are pretty rampant in hospitals. They go after new nurses mostly. Anyhow, I'm hoping to change careers right now.

It stopped for me somewhere in early freshman year of high school. I got large, tattoed, a mohawk and started some great rumors about myself. Then people generally just left me alone- which was fine with me.

I sorta did something similar, albeit, I wore military fatigues (no tats or mohawks tho).....and never made eye contact....It was enough to get the guidance counsellor noticing

I still did get alot of the mental bullying BUT, it could have been worse.

a got an ed/major depression in second year at high school and ended up in hospital and when I returned I just hide away...
when I changed how I look/tried to be someone else It stopped but then all my problems occured D:
i just ended up bullying myself.

For me the bullying stopped after I graduated from high school.

Being excluded and "left out" socially hasn't stopped and still goes on today.

I probably have no friends and believe most of the people that know me probably don't even like me. But I don't get bullied. Just "left out" basically.

It stopped when I assembled a 20Hz
20,000 volt electrocution probe
and shocked the beheck out of
some bungfart who made threats of
physical violence on me and had me
up against the wall with both hands
so I pulled it out and schocked him
and made him stiff like wood then
when he had no more air I kept it up
until he turned different colour and
fell down. I walked away and nobody
ever found out.

I did however get asked question
about what I did to J W and I told
them it was "The Vulcan Neck Pinch"
and he belived me and just said
"Well no more of that" and I said
Ok, as long as they leave me alone,
it will stop. He just looked at me
weird as I left.

I was terrorised once again by J W
and I electrocuted him again and
he left me be after that in fact he
avoided me when I came around he
ducked into a classroom.

Oh poop. sorry I am speaking
of the principal/headmaster of that school
that ask me what I did to J W I forgot
to put that in.

it hasnt stopped yet. and im really scared 2 go 2 school cause of it

The bullying stopped for the most part for me in high school once I became involved as manager of the basketball and soccer team, joined the newspaper and student council. I am thinking that this had to do with the comradere that was gained from joining these groups and organizations. Also people get to know you on a more intimate basis and find out that you are a good person. To go along with that, we had some very successful basketball teams when I was in school, so to be a part of that usually meant some popularity.

I still get bullied today, it just has a different form than it did in high school. I had a boss a couple of years ago at a security job who would push and be beligerent in general. He would always treat you like you weren't doing a good job, and knew in general how to play the system. Thankfully he left the job.

I noticed that most of the people that bullyed me had an aggressive dispostion and most have ended up as lowlifes. I am not surprised the number of them have been picked up for assault, sexual abuse, even one held the police at bay for six hours.

The majority of the bullying stopped for me midway through freshman year of highschool when a group of kind-hearted girls let me into their circle of friends and I effectively passed under the radar of those who would bully. There was, however, a couple fellows in my classes who saw me as an easy target being that I was small and socially awkward. I tried my old strategy of ignoring them or making friendly with them.

That didn't fly for one chap who insisted on pinching me (and I mean PINCHING me. no really it hurt like hell. it was some weird technique for really making it hurt but I can't really remember) whenever he saw me in the halls. At first I just took it and hoped he'd get bored. He didn't. Additionally, he started pinching me increasingly harder until I'd cringe everytime I saw him in the hall. For just a little while, I started taking an alternate route if I saw him coming toward me in the hall. I quickly realized this just fed his ego as a bully. I resolved to respond physically on the grounds that the pinching was getting to be no less "assault" than if he outright punched me.

One fateful day, he went all out and pinned me against the lockers while pinching me tenaciously. I was a brown belt in karate at the time, and accordingly I let fly a reverse punch followed by a front kick. He doubled over in pain and I waltzed down the hallway laughing maniacally in full view of about 100 sudents (I laugh when I get nervous). He didn't look me in the eye for a couple years.

After a few years towards the end of highschool he started to tease me a bit again but I would just greet him in an over-enthuisastic manner ("HEY GUY WHAT'S NEW WITH YOU CHIEF?!" *double snap and finger point*). He probably thought I was straight psycho

That was the last time I ever had a problem with anyone really. Good times though

I moved schools a lot, so I've got a bit of a unique perspective on this. ( 4 K-6 schools, 1 7/8 school, 4 high schools) It never stopped permanently. But I got very good at getting it to stop when I moved to a new neighbourhood/school. I was always a big kid, and into sports. I also, from Kindergarten, got into fights all the time.( from grade 6 to grade 10 I was suspended at LEAST monthly for fighting) This was because I have precisely zero tolerance for people needlessly making fun of me. If somebody pissed me off at school, bullying, teasing, whatever, I generally didn't even give them a warning, just a broken nose. Problem solved. I never got mad, scared, nothing, all the way through fights I was completely calm and collected, like it was something that needed to happen. Things got a little worse during high school, I knocked out a kids teeth for trying to initiate me, and tossed another one down a concrete flight of stairs. Things came to a head when in grade 10 I dropped two kids in the hallway for throwing a cupcake at me, raking one of their faces along about 10 or so lockers, ended up needing about 10 stitches. Principle and a Cop sat down and told me that I'd be charged if this continued.

So I stopped, and went from fighting with my fists to having a sword for a tongue. I've gotten fired from more than one job for reaming out my boss for having the cranial capacity of a starfish. So I've learned that if I've got anything to say its probably not work safe, and I just take it. They're stupid, and I'm only there for their money so I can go to school. 4 years from now they'll be working for me.

Well for me I don't really know when the bullying has stopped. High school was so hard and for a while I didn't know why.

Certain girls at my school would tease me and call me names, but I was never aware of it because I couldn't pick up the hint that they were trying to make me feel bad. That was pretty much my protection. Only now do I realize that they were picking on me back then.

I was walking home from college one day when I saw them again. They had just managed to get enough credit to get into a design course at my college, but after that day I never saw them again. Sometimes I think to myself that I may have gotten my revenge by doing nothing. By wasting their time bullying me, the girls have undone themselves and lost their chance at a good career.