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Darky
I'm here again to provide y'all with some food for thought. ;3
I want you to think back, or to the present, or maybe even fowards to the subject of bullying.
Have you ever suffered bullying? At home, in the work place, at school?
My personal experiences -
When I was six years old, my family moved from Brentwood to North Weald, so I started a new primary school. I was bullied from the word go for a few reasons.
-Hair colour
-Mole on forehead
-Quiet
-A bit slow (Yet ahead in various subjects)
-Was in a wheelchair when travelling to and from school
-Had to stay indoors during lunch and break for a couple years
I have Reynauds Syndrome-type-thingie, you see. 'Thus the wheelchair and staying indoors, I was very sensitive to the cold. Unlike at my last school where something like that would have been interesting to students, at this school I was bullied for it.
I had no friends. I spent lunch and break walking around the edge of the playground over and over again. I sat by myself in the dining hall. In class, I sat by myself. Students did various things to me, from kicking my ankles when I was walking, to pinning me against the wall, to grabbing my hair and smacking my head into the ground, to telling me that they wished I would drown and die because I couldn't swim.
Kids are lovely.
So, then I went onto secondary school, and a lot of the same student went there - so automatically the bullying followed, which other students took up. I had one friend and she kept me going all through secondary school, along with the few others who spoke to me every now and then - preventing me from completely losing faith in humanity.
At secondary school it seemed to escalate. There was a rumour that I was racist (why some girl spread this I do not know, but it seemed just a way to make people who didn't know in Year 7 to hate me.) which was not fun, there was the usual random verbal bullying. I had stones thrown at me, bottles, cans, rubbers, sharpeners, paper, etc. This was an every day thing.
In year 9, someone let on that I was bisexual.
Suddenly everything became ten times worse.
Everything before - but suddenly I was a school celebrity. Everyone knew my name. I kid you not, I was known by most students in every year.
I could not walk without harassment.
I was stalked from class to class, during lunch, during break.
I was asked disgusting and blunt questions, asked the usual "Why are you a lesbian?", any girl that went near me was automatically in for verbal abuse so I became even more of a social recluse. I tried desperately to make my best friend keep away from me so that she didn't have to watch what was happening, to be harassed like I was.
I got kicked and smacked in corridors, constant homophobic abuse, in one class a girl spat and shouted at me - she laughed at me, and she held my head and repeatedly smacked me in the face with a ruler. The teacher saw, and did nothing.
I reported the bullying. I ignored it, I fought back, I laughed at it, I ran away from it, I confronted it.
Nothing worked.
One day I was sexually harassed on a bus and I broke down the next day, unable to go in the same classroom as the person who did it - but I was too paranoid to tell anyone, so eventually I had to.
I missed a lot of class, hiding to do work in my head of year's office. He never tried to prevent the bullying, but he gave me that little safe haven.
I started to cry every day. I would hurt myself. I would hate myself. I had an eating disorder. The muscles wasted away in my knees, I had difficulty walking, the depression would make me constantly feeling physically sick.
One day I completely broke down in a corridor in front of a lot of students and a teacher, I fell down to my knees and shouted and asked why it happened to me, I simply could not get up off of the floor.
Nothing ever changed.
I am a socially awkward person, I suffer with anxiety, I have trust issues and I also suffer with paranoia.
This is what bullying did to me.
To this day, two years later, I sometimes break down and cry and wonder why oh why did everyone hate me so much? I never did one thing wrong.
Now I have managed to make myself a little upset, so I am not going to proof-read this and correct any errors/typos.
So.
Discuss.
I want you to think back, or to the present, or maybe even fowards to the subject of bullying.
Have you ever suffered bullying? At home, in the work place, at school?
My personal experiences -
When I was six years old, my family moved from Brentwood to North Weald, so I started a new primary school. I was bullied from the word go for a few reasons.
-Hair colour
-Mole on forehead
-Quiet
-A bit slow (Yet ahead in various subjects)
-Was in a wheelchair when travelling to and from school
-Had to stay indoors during lunch and break for a couple years
I have Reynauds Syndrome-type-thingie, you see. 'Thus the wheelchair and staying indoors, I was very sensitive to the cold. Unlike at my last school where something like that would have been interesting to students, at this school I was bullied for it.
I had no friends. I spent lunch and break walking around the edge of the playground over and over again. I sat by myself in the dining hall. In class, I sat by myself. Students did various things to me, from kicking my ankles when I was walking, to pinning me against the wall, to grabbing my hair and smacking my head into the ground, to telling me that they wished I would drown and die because I couldn't swim.
Kids are lovely.
So, then I went onto secondary school, and a lot of the same student went there - so automatically the bullying followed, which other students took up. I had one friend and she kept me going all through secondary school, along with the few others who spoke to me every now and then - preventing me from completely losing faith in humanity.
At secondary school it seemed to escalate. There was a rumour that I was racist (why some girl spread this I do not know, but it seemed just a way to make people who didn't know in Year 7 to hate me.) which was not fun, there was the usual random verbal bullying. I had stones thrown at me, bottles, cans, rubbers, sharpeners, paper, etc. This was an every day thing.
In year 9, someone let on that I was bisexual.
Suddenly everything became ten times worse.
Everything before - but suddenly I was a school celebrity. Everyone knew my name. I kid you not, I was known by most students in every year.
I could not walk without harassment.
I was stalked from class to class, during lunch, during break.
I was asked disgusting and blunt questions, asked the usual "Why are you a lesbian?", any girl that went near me was automatically in for verbal abuse so I became even more of a social recluse. I tried desperately to make my best friend keep away from me so that she didn't have to watch what was happening, to be harassed like I was.
I got kicked and smacked in corridors, constant homophobic abuse, in one class a girl spat and shouted at me - she laughed at me, and she held my head and repeatedly smacked me in the face with a ruler. The teacher saw, and did nothing.
I reported the bullying. I ignored it, I fought back, I laughed at it, I ran away from it, I confronted it.
Nothing worked.
One day I was sexually harassed on a bus and I broke down the next day, unable to go in the same classroom as the person who did it - but I was too paranoid to tell anyone, so eventually I had to.
I missed a lot of class, hiding to do work in my head of year's office. He never tried to prevent the bullying, but he gave me that little safe haven.
I started to cry every day. I would hurt myself. I would hate myself. I had an eating disorder. The muscles wasted away in my knees, I had difficulty walking, the depression would make me constantly feeling physically sick.
One day I completely broke down in a corridor in front of a lot of students and a teacher, I fell down to my knees and shouted and asked why it happened to me, I simply could not get up off of the floor.
Nothing ever changed.
I am a socially awkward person, I suffer with anxiety, I have trust issues and I also suffer with paranoia.
This is what bullying did to me.
To this day, two years later, I sometimes break down and cry and wonder why oh why did everyone hate me so much? I never did one thing wrong.
Now I have managed to make myself a little upset, so I am not going to proof-read this and correct any errors/typos.
So.
Discuss.
Well, maybe not the last part. :
I always come home feeling like crap and never wanna get up in a morning to face them all again. It's not really phsyical bullying though.. all words mainly, but it still gets to me. I hate how people say 'ignore it' aswell.. you can't ignore it, how can you ignore it when it happens every day your at school?