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okay so earlier today I got into an argument with my brother about this, and I figure this is a good forum to ask about it.
I don't know, I'm just sick of the whole "everyone is bullied at some point" argument. It's bullshit. Maybe it's true, I don't know, but a) being ostracized and 'not fitting in' is not necessarily the same as bullying imo, and b) everyone copes with things differently, so it's not fair to say "get over it".
I made the results private, in case anyone feels uncomfortable.
Poll bullying
I don't know, I just... I was bullied pretty badly in junior high. There was this one boy who had it out for me; he would verbally torture me (call me ugly/nerd/moron ect.), set my classmates against me, push me, knock my books out of my arms, and sometimes punch me in the arm/shoulder really hard. And sometimes I wonder if, even though it was YEARS ago, I've really gotten over it.
The weird thing about my story: some years later when I was in college, I was driving with my friend - it was summer, we had the windows rolled down, just going for a relaxing drive, - and while we were at a stoplight a car pulled up next to us ... and this same boy who tortured me so badly was sitting right in the passenger's seat . . . AND HE STARTED HITTING ON ME. HARD. WTF.
Input is appreciated, much obliged, you're all beautiful fierce bitches etc. etc. ♥
I don't know, I'm just sick of the whole "everyone is bullied at some point" argument. It's bullshit. Maybe it's true, I don't know, but a) being ostracized and 'not fitting in' is not necessarily the same as bullying imo, and b) everyone copes with things differently, so it's not fair to say "get over it".
I made the results private, in case anyone feels uncomfortable.
Poll bullying
I don't know, I just... I was bullied pretty badly in junior high. There was this one boy who had it out for me; he would verbally torture me (call me ugly/nerd/moron ect.), set my classmates against me, push me, knock my books out of my arms, and sometimes punch me in the arm/shoulder really hard. And sometimes I wonder if, even though it was YEARS ago, I've really gotten over it.
The weird thing about my story: some years later when I was in college, I was driving with my friend - it was summer, we had the windows rolled down, just going for a relaxing drive, - and while we were at a stoplight a car pulled up next to us ... and this same boy who tortured me so badly was sitting right in the passenger's seat . . . AND HE STARTED HITTING ON ME. HARD. WTF.
Input is appreciated, much obliged, you're all beautiful fierce bitches etc. etc. ♥