Did any kind of bullying affect you PSYCHOLOGICALLY?

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I've been bullied quite bad from age 5 - 9.
Verbal abuse, but also physical. I got beaten up very now and then.
And lots of sneaky things like being closed out of a group and stuff.

Apparently, I was traumatised with it. I couldn't even think about it without crying.
Then I did EMDR at my psychologist some months ago, and that really helped.

Well, it made me really paranoid. I don't really trust people anymore.
I guess it kind of made me selfish as well. And not-caring about other people.

Yes, it has.For 8 years of my school life, it was like I was in hell at times.People at times can be really malicious.Because of what I endured, I keep to myself and am not very good in social situations.They spread false rumours about me, pretend to be my friends, then say things behind my back.High School was worse than elementary for me.In elementary, I was physically bullied, but with that I was able to defend myself.In high school, they spread rumours, and it is impossible to kick the living $#@#@ out of a whole school.I was not punished for defending myself in school, the teachers were fair and if a kid bullied me and if my foot somehow ended up their prosterior end, the teacher would tell that kid they rightfully got what they deserved.I just focused on survival and passing with good enough marks to graduate, as well as working to help my family pay the bills.Employment was what helped me survive, but like a war veteran, memories of past horrors and pain cannot be erased by getting out of the situation and surviving. I still have flashbacks once in a while of some bad experiences in school and can at times still hear the taunting.I am bitter, distrustful, and show no empathy.College is a bit better, but I am still ignored by many in my class and cant somehow fit in...they are all the snobby cheerleader types from high school movies.I have nothing in common with them.Whenever I try to invite them camping or out for a bbq at the park, they make up excuses.I learned not to associate with them.I drink like a fish and smoke pot to self medicate.I have never attempted suicide but there is always an emptiness within for what I put up with.I am pretty withdrawn to those I dont know...the only time I am open and talkative and lively, is when I am with people I trust such as my college instructors, my parents, and other family and family friends.It helped being in the workforce for 2 years after school.I trusted my coworkers and was able to "rehabilitate" a little before going to college.That grocery store I worked at was a blessing in a sense that it allowed me to get myself together before going to college.With the current situation being my classmates ignoring me, I am glad I worked those 2 years, otherwise I wouldnt have the strength to keep going.At my last year of high school, I was about ready to break down, but luckily, I had some online freinds on another site that kept me going.They are all NTs but most of them were not vicous to me. They were very encouraging.I still carry the scars and burden of the past, as well as memories that still haunt me to this day.

GOD, yes....

Most obviously to everyone are the ED's and fitness/nutrition obsession I developed due to years of bullying for being overweight. Despite both in- and out-patient treatment, years on I still obsessively count calories in and out, weigh myself at least 4 or 5 times daily, and fall into a seriously deep depression if my weight even rises to normal for my height. It's not an appearance thing for me....it's all about having self-control and having it be obvious to anyone who looks at me. I realised that starvation alone isn't going to do it....being so skinny and undernourished that I can barely move is as much a sign of lack of control as being fat was, but having a ridiculously low body fat % AND being muscular from hours at the gym shows MASSIVE self-discipline. I don't care if people think I'm too thin to be attractive, so long as no one EVER accuses me of being a glutton with no self-control ever again.

Another one has to do with being made fun of for being poor. The moment I started working, I began saving obsessively. I still do, to this day, because DAMN IT, I will NEVER be poor again, if I've anything to say about it. I freak out something dreadful if I realise I'm short on cash when I'm out, and the last person who said anything regarding me being short on money got a new a***hole reamed for himself.

I'm also extremely up myself regarding my intelligence. It's a leftover from being a kid and being told it was the only thing I had going for me. I do try and play it down a bit, but apparently, it's still there, and still really obnoxious.

If he does go after you, you do have legal recourse.I dont know much about the laws in your country, but in Canada, you will be found NOT GUILTY under the defense of not being criminally responsible due to mental illness or incapacity during the time of the alleged offense, The fact you were having a "psycho phase" and were hospitalized as a result, is sufficient evidence to have a not guilty verdict and will work in your favour.

Please do not take this as professional legal advice since I am not a lawyer.I am a paralegal student.I would recommend that you see a lawyer and explore your legal options.

Much of the time ,No...

But sometimes ... Yes (I'm a human too you know )

I was psychologically abused for years. I have no clue if they knew they were doing that to me. My mother psychologically abused me and sometimes claimed she didn`t know it hurt me, other times she said she was just trying to make me learn, or make me realize, or that she was frustrated. But getting frustrated with someone is abusing them, and using abuse and force to make them learn might hurt them more than help them and often doesn`t even make them learn.

I was teased somewhat more than average but I witnessed other's being bullied worse than me. My biggest problem was that I couldn't handle it at all. One mean remark could upset me for days at a time. I'd be literally trembling and completely unable to work or concentrate on anything. Sometime's I'd get so bitter and full of rage that I'd come home and take out my anger on friends and family members. I'd snap at people and I'd lock myself in my bedroom and refuse to come out.

Grades 7-8 were probably the worst for me. I noticed that some kids who had formerly been friendly towards me in earlier grades became nasty jock bullies. It was then that I lost all desire to talk to anyone during school and completely isolated myself. I was so quiet that people were afraid to bully me to my face but I know people mentioned me behind my back.

I think with my type of emotional wiring I'm more traumatized by my own emotions than by other people. I just don't handle stress or conflict at all. I'm constantly full of anxiety and fear and anger.

I've been bullied from Nursery to Year 8.

I hated it. I felt lonely with no one to help, no shoulder to cry on or anything.

Since i couldn't express what i felt to anyone it just built up inside me and i began to have really bad thoughts like killing them or making their life a complete misery to thinking about committing suicide. Now whenever someone insults me i

I guess what made it worse was that my mum worked fulltime as a teacher in my primary school and i always went to her, so i never learnt how to stand on my own two legs and actually stand up for myself.

I've become paranoid, awkward and have lost almost all my self confidence.

From those experiences i had as a little kid i now never trust anyone or get close to anyone.
I have a group of friends that i hang around with now but i don't confide anything with them.
All but one, who which i have a crush on. I think she's an Aspie as well, she certainly acts like it.

Thankfully the bullying stopped but it has left a permanent scar.

I was bullied grades 1-3 by boys. Then somewhat by people in Russian schools. It didn't really do much, though. It just made me understand what people really are and that it's not worth wasting time with them, or feeling sorry for them.

For me, the bullying mostly stopped in high school, but the damage had been done. I couldn't talk to anyone who didn't talk to me first. I only opened up to a couple of people who took the time to get to know me. I'm not anywhere near as bad as I used to be, but I still have the scars. The psychological abuse from my parents in my high school years was far worse, though. That gave me PTSD and severe depression that required treatment even after I was out of the house. I still get flashbacks sometimes, and it sends me into depression and shutdown unless I have something to distract me long enough for it to go away. I still have a thin skin, and really can't take criticism or insults from anyone well.

Yes it did...ALOT of issues

I was bullied relentlessly all throughout highschool. It really messed me up and completely killed my self esteem. I'm still affected by it to this day.

yes. very thin-skinned, often paranoid when people are laughing or whispering nearby. tend to be cynical, especially about groups of people. wish it didn't still affect me, but i guess it does.

yup i have this kind of problems too... people call me names and this makes me have a headache and i'll go mad later on... lke a devil

To be honest, bullying had affected me a lot.

In high school, I was being called names, and at the same time, physically bullied: being thrown objects (books, chalk, stones, anything the bullies could pick) at, as well as being beaten at random. At the same time I became more firm and aggressive against my bullies at that time, thanks to some friends who were willing to help me out, I became more withdrawn and introverted.

Also, I tend to go paranoid over any potential backstabbing and disloyalty, even to the point that I have been suspicious of my closest friends. I mean, during my college days, I was trolled by people I thought were my friends, and that started my perpetual hate of backstabbers.

Sigh...

I wasn't diagnosed until I was 30. The bullying for all my school years caused me to end my schooling as soon as I got my bachelor's degree, and I've got such paranoia about school settings that I won't even bother to study for or take the GRE.

The paranoia is still with me at 38. It will likely be with me my whole life. One way I've coped (because sometimes, paranoia isn't just paranoia) is to carry a folding cane with me on the train & bus, just in case. Funny how just taking it out and clicking it together will cause a group of rowdy teenagers to quiet down.