Yes I got bullied and it made me have a bad self esteem . I tried to kill myself when I was in high school. I am glad I didn't succeed because there are people out there that care about you and love you. You may not have met them yet but they are there and they will find you. My mom hated me all my life. I also tried to run away, but when I got out of town I realized there was nothing I could do with my life so I went back home and finished high school. It was hell. My parents didn't want me to be a teacher like I wanted to but wanted to send me to business school in town. Well I researched and found a business school miles away and they sent me there. I never went back home. I met my husband in my senior year of high school and he was the one that supported me through everything. We go on dates and just talk for hours. He is a good listener. After I married and had a child I went back to school to be a teacher and loved my job (was honor teacher for 4 years). Never never give up because there are people out there that care for you. My husband's parents are so good to me and supportive. They except me for me ... not what they thought I should be like. Most people think you should be a certain way but people are different. No one is alike, but just as important. Keep strong!!!!!!!!!!and never never give up.
I want to wear what was the fad.
But when my mom found out, she was mad.
But everyone is wearing outfits like this.
Well you're not leaving like that little miss.
Upstairs I go to change into pants.
As mumbling to myself in angry chants.
Why don't parents really understand.
If you don't dress cool, you'll be banned.
You get bullied and kids say hurtful things.
They don't know the pain that it can bring.
Cootie bug was what they called me.
I just wanted to die, but instead I just flee.
So what can a person who's bullied do?
I'll have to say, I don't have a clue.
To survive through bulling, take a strong person.
Because you feel, in a crowd, just like a Martian.
By pat cable
Don't give up it gets better and there are people out there that care about you. (You may not have met them yet, but they are there)
Just remember that it is not you and they don't know you. They are just cruel.. They are the ones. That don't feel self confident, that is why they do it to make themselves feel and look better to others. DO NOT GIVE UP!!!!!!!!!!!!YOU ARE IMPORTANT!!!!!!!!!
In February my son was smacked and then punched in the back of the head. He had a concussion. This all started because the girlfriend told the boyfriend who is the bully that my son had slapped her in the face. It came out that it never happened. So my son had to deal with something he never did and will never do to a girl. He had to deal with no gym, no bike riding, headache, and now we all as a family are trying to deal with the anger that this has brought out of our son and brother of his little sister. We also found out this week that the bully has been going up to my son and saying drop the charges. He has been doing it under his breath trying to be slick about it. My son has picked up what he is saying and told us. My son who is in the 8th grade is a good student he has good grades and has been taught that no matter the person's size, looks or any other features -- they are just like him and he must respect all of his peers. He is enrolled in a community program in his freshmen year. He as been told that the bigger person walks away from a fight so that's what he tried to do. We are glad to be watching the Brewers game today and seeing this web site. We have been trying to reached out to help STOP BULLYS. Thank you
I was bullied from the time I started preschool. On the first day the class through pretzels at me. But it got really bad as my health got worse. I have a physical disability that causes my joints to not work so I often can't move well. I wear a leg brace and trip a lot trying to walk. Kids at my school would kick my leg brace or my hip because they knew I would fall to the ground in pain. They would often trip me because they knew I couldn't get up. When I had tears in my eyes because of the pain, they would laugh. I got beaten several times just because I was different. I couldn't go to parties because the kids would laugh if I had to take my meds. I got pushed into walls several times if I wasn't fast enough to move out of the way of someone. I started skipping school and getting behind. I didn't have a single person to lean on. And this still goes on, every single day of my life.
When ur bullied you just have to live your life not caring what they think and shake off the drama and prove to them that you're better than they think you are
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It started in third grade and continued for six years following me from elementary to middle school. I was a third grader who knew right from wrong. I defended a boy who was being picked on for crying after losing a family member. I became the target after that. These girls made fun of me, spreading rumors and whispering about me. They were popular and I was not. I fought through it until my graduation, helpless as the people I thought of as friends became more interested in these girls. I thought I escaped it, starting fresh at school but I didn't. The same girls who made my life sad and eventually pushed me into depression went to the same school as me. My stuff would be stolen and I would see them carrying it around, unable to stop them because I could not prove it. It all came to a boiling point when I was in 8th grade. These girls were telling the whole grade that I was mean twisting the stories of what they did to me. I went to my grade advisor who had no helpful solutions. I was lost and sad and angry and I became seriously depressed. But I fought through and I still battle every day to move on and not let the misfortunes of my past cloud my future. I plan on being more successful than them in life. For anyone going through something like I did STAY STRONG because our life will get better, the suffering we went through will prep us for life in the future. Do not let the bullies win. Do not let them get inside of your head. People pick on other people because the victims have something the bullies do not. We are our own people. We are individuals who can face anything.
I have been bullied and been a bully myself. There are a lot of stories I can share, but my biggest regret was when I made an idiot of myself during my junior high year (9th and 10th grade). I completely backstabbed one of my friends who is two years younger than me by just acting like a jerk to her for no honest reason. I honestly don't know what came over me, and I have so much regret up to this day! I did apologize to her though so we're good today but every now and then I look back and just hate myself for it. (depression and suicidal- it all started in junior high)
In 2009 my son was made to change schools. At his new school, my son was being bullied. Unfortunately I didn't find out until it was too late. My son committed suicide. He was only 12 years old. His name is Nicholas Gage Johnson. He played sports and was very outgoing. I had no clue he was being bullied until after when some of his friends told me. The school didn't want to take any blame even though I went to several school board meetings. I just hope and pray that other parents don't go through what I did. I came home from work that day and found him. I miss him everyday of my life and feel guilty for not seeing something was wrong sooner. Parents, please talk with your children everyday. All a bully is to me is a coward.
I've been over weight since I was little. At age six I was bullied. For 10 years it continued. In middle school it got the worse. My best friends started to go along with everyone else. I was called a whale, hippo, and one kid said "I know why her sisters are so skinny. They suck the fat out of themselves and put it in her (meaning me). That pushed me over the edge. I started cutting and having suicidal thoughts. I wrote over 10 suicide notes to my parents which they still have. I stopped cutting but I still have suicidal thoughts. Bullying ruined my life and not only that but I'm scared for the future. I realized I'm not alone and that were all a big family. My best friend is the only thing saving my life. Kaylie, you don't know this but you saved my life. Thank you.
It started back in 3rd grade when I moved. Right away it made me sad because I had no friends. There was this guy who made fun of my mom on my first day of school. I ended up getting suspended the same day for beating him up. They left me alone until the 6th grade. It started with words. I ignored it and started writing my own music about it. One day, some girl took my notebook and shared it with the whole school. They thought it was pathetic of me to be writing music. At that time I started listening to Justin Bieber. People made fun of me for that too. This guy asked me out when we were in math class. I said yes, but then started getting made fun of because I was dating him. We broke up because we were getting teased about dating and he said he couldnt take it anymore. Finally, I stopped talking to people. In the 7th grade it got worse because of a rumor spreading around about my cousin, that she was doing stuff behind the bleachers with guy for $5. All we had at the time was each other...well I found Austin Mahone. She went emo and I stayed the same. In 8th grade, my english teacher gave 5 extra points if you turned in original song lyrics, he said it was outside writing. I had an A+ all year because of my songs. One day in English, he had 4 people read some poetry, or songs, out loud infront of the class. When we were writing names on the board, of course one of them were mine. When I went up, I was scared and shaking. He chose which song I was gonna read. I read it, the class loved it. For once it actually seemed like people liked me. It was an amazing feeling. That year, I really got interested in music. I started watching PSanders, Alyssa Shouse and Payton Rae. I was amazed by them and I really look up to them. My goal in life is to meet them. Payton & Alyssa are so inspirational, I just love them. PSanders is who inspired me to keep trying to reach my goal and not to give up. I know one of these days Im gonna go big. Nothing is gonna stop me and all the haters will be watching, wishing they weren't so mean to me. I'm a 9th grader now, still writing music, not getting bullied that often anymore..maybe people finally grew up.
I have been bullied since the kindergarden, people have said I wasn't allowed to play because I am black, they have sent me a picture 13 times now saying "Oh look it's a picture of all the people willing to date you," and the picture is blank. I hate going to school, I hate having to always put on a brave face and go against the world. I feel so sad, so hurt, so upset and angry. I can't help but wonder why I'm here, why I'm picked on. People always say I am "gay," I love a girl already, I know people say I'm to young being 13 but I've never felt so happy to see someone. I want to be happy, I want to look forward to school, I want to make friends. I'm not sure why I'm bullied, or what I have done to deserve all this pain and hurt but I just want to feel free.
I'm in college now, my life is fantastic, everything is going my way. It was not always like that. I was very shy and kept to myself growing up, and in the sixth grade the bullying began. I had a few friends, not very many, but it's quality not quantity. The girls in the sixth grade were mean, downright nasty. They picked on people just for the fun of it. They were bored and it gave them something to do. I would come home crying often, but I just kept thinking that it had to get better. I mean, these girls got a hold of my AOL screen name (remember when that existed?) and they were getting me from all angles. In the 7th grade, things got worse. The girls were still pretty nasty, but the boys got in on it too. I was asked out often by boys just as a joke. It hurt, and it affected me for a while, because I could not date anyone for a long time. I could not trust that they truthfully were asking me out. Things stayed basically the same in 8th grade. High school was where I saw improvements. 9th grade was great, I made new friends and no one hurt me. In the 10th grade, it started when I dated a boy who was bullied often. The attacks were at him mostly, but at me too. We had to run in the school to get away from people trying to take our picture. We had a Facebook group made against us. I had to switch lockers three times. Kids can be nasty, then something amazing happened my junior year. People stopped caring! They focused on themselves and their problems instead of creating problems for others. By my senior year, I moved from CP level to AP level classes, I earned my Gold Award in Girl Scouts (same as Eagle Scout in Boy Scouting), and I got into my top choice for college! The point of my story is that IT ALWAYS GETS BETTER!
Apparently all my friends decided that they would all make fun of the last one of us to sit down as a way of getting out anger or something at lunch today. Well, my teacher held us back for a minute after the bell rang, so that person was me. As soon as I sat down my so called "friends" threw out horrible insults at me, and I had no idea what was going on. "Flat-chested." "Fat." "Pale." "Emo." "Ugly.". It was awful. Not to mention my self-confidence is not super awesome to begin with. Then afterwards they all claimed they didn't mean it and they were just stressed. I fought back tears as I accepted their apology, and everyone began eating. I was just too shocked to stand up for myself. And I wish I had.