I’ve been bullied so bad I wanted to hurt myself
This is not about school, it’s about this online website. I have been friends with these boys. But one day I saw them bullying a person who did something bad. So I made an important announcement that I was leaving my so-called friends for good. It was horrible that my friends bullied someone. Nobody deserves to get bullied, not even bad people.
When I was in 4th grade I liked this one boy but there were 2 people who would always bully me because of it. They would laugh at me for it. They would go out of their way to make me feel miserable. I finally stood up to them one day and then I reported them to the principal.
In 4th grade I was bullied everyday at recess. I would play tag with these 3 girls and I was never fast enough to get the other girls when I was it. I would run for 30 minutes trying to get them but they were too fast and I was too slow so I would just wear myself out for no fun reason at all. After playing weeks of tag with those girls I didn’t feel like playing anymore. They would make fun of me and always tagged me on purpose because they knew I couldn’t catch them. I felt like I had no friends and I was scared to try to go out of my comfort zone to make new friends. The rest of 4th grade I sat on the bench at recess all alone. What I learned is don’t be scared to make new friends even if your old friends made you feel bad about yourself. Today I have many close friends that I know will be my lifelong best friends. Even if you feel like life isn’t going your way it will always work out in the end.
My sophomore year of high school I got threatened that I would get physically attacked. It really affected me a lot
When I was a freshman in high school I was bullied one day before school. There was a group of girls who laughed at me and took pictures of me to make fun of me. They walked me around introducing me to their friends acting like I was their friend. I had a hard time standing up for myself. After that I went to the nurse’s office and stayed there for the whole first period.
I was in fifth grade, it all started in fourth grade, but got especially worse in fifth. I was struggling with acne from my PCOS and it was veryyy bad. I have already been seeing a dermatologist for a year by then, but it felt like nothing was working. Kids would always tell me things such as âYou should try salicylic acid! It works so well for me.â (Keep in mind, this is my my best friends other friend, who knew i was sensitive on that topic and that she has had never gotten a single pimple in her life.) i would tell her i was aware and she would call me rude. That would happen over and over from her. And then other kids started mentioning it. Then one of my best friends, i asked a simple question and they thought they were being funny, so he responded with âwell why does anything happen? Why do you have so much acne? Why is your head so round?â So i just casually said âoh damnâ and awkwardly smiled. I was shocked and felt so betrayed. (There have been 16 occurrences in 5th, all from different people, this is only three of them by the way, not including 4th grade.) i was keeping a list of everybody who mentioned it and i can visually remember and hear their voices, i can also see them and the clothes they wore that day, and even the kids in the background for each experience when thinking about it. 3rd time: i had a lucky bracelet that i wore everyday cause i felt protected from all the hatred, and nobody mentioned my skin and body when i wore it. but one day it broke. The next day, i was on a call with my friend and a few kids from school. The kid shared their screen and it was text messages back and forth about me. I was on mute and wasnât looking, but they told me to look. I acted fine as i usually do but i wasnât. They didnât refer to me by my name, but as âthe one with acneâ i feel like i’m on a leash.
I became quick friends with this girl in 6th grade. Her and I were very close friends. December of 6th grade I started getting mean notes and it turned out to be that friend. Then later in February of that school year she stole my ice cream gift card that I won in a raffle. After all of that I had to stop being friends with her. She bullied me even more after I stopped being friends with her. She sent me a mean email threatening me to my school email. She sent a mean email about me to one of my friends behind my back.
I was picked on all of elementary school and the trauma from it stuck with me, I can’t go near a school without feeling like I’m gonna vomit, kids are brutal and I have no future because of them. Keep your kids safe and raise them right, never let them get bullied even if what they’re getting bullied for is dumb.
I was bullied in 6th grade a lot, but there was one girl specifically who would force the teachers to sit her next to me, and when the teacher wasn’t looking, she would get out of her seat and slap me in the neck really hard. The people who saw it always denied it. We sat together in almost every class, so she did this a lot. She would call me fat, ugly, and make fun of my name. When I went to the bathroom, she would go into my backpack and steal my stuff, sometimes breaking important stuff I needed for school. She called me bestie, and the first day we met (I was new to this class) she asked me, “How do you drink from a straw if you have no lips?” I reported her multiple times, to multiple teachers, but none of them did anything. There were times when I just wanted to cry, but I couldn’t because she would just laugh more. I moved away, and I’m no longer being bullied, but those experiences will always stick with me.