stop being bullied

help me i’m being bullied at school by everyone apart from one person (a girl in my art class) and its drilling a hole in my head i mean what can i do i do nothing to provoke it and i don’t say anything about people behind thier back i rarley even argue and they still pick on me.
but i feel sorry for some people as i’m classed as one of the “cool” kids

This is a really long, long story. Well, 2 1/2 years ago (aged 12) my parents decided to put me in an all boys traditional school as a border in a foreign country because of the issues surrounding my father’s work (he works abroad and we lived as expatriates in places like Oman and Vietnam.) I was too old to go to the international schools there. After a year of the prep/elementary/middle school boarding I still did not fit in with the crowd who were mostly into the rugby and sports scenes. I dont mind sport, i love a game every second day or so but i do not idolize it. I’m more of the funny smart guy whose into music. Well I found a group of friends who were very religious(im not) and became friends with them because they were quieter and calmer and into their work like me.

High school was a complete F-UP. The high school is split up into houses. There are 8 houses and you are in allocated one at the beginning. 3 are boarding houses while the rest are day-boys. My friends were all dayboys and I was a boarder. My first few nights were okay; most of the boys in my dorm seemed pretty cool. As first years (newboys) we each get paired up with a pair of final years (matrics) to show us the ropes of the school (it’s a very traditional school). We are the mentes they are the mentors.

I was paired with a couple of real Einstein’s. They both had been suspended twice for drinking and bullying on school grounds. As first years we were expected to do all of the menial tasks in the house and for pretty much every other boy. This including running to the shops, cleaning shoes, cleaning utensils, packing clothes for weekends, massages???? and pretty much everything else under the sun. Dayboys only did it in school hours we had the whole day from whenever to whenever.

We were also expected between the hours of 5pm and 6pm to line up in the courtyard of our house and sweep it clear of leaves and other rubbish whilst being taunted by the rest of the house. Afterwards we had to do a sort of ceremonial army march. The dayboys got away with going home at 4.oo and not having to worry about any of this.

After the first semester/term everything seemed manageable but i had grown very far apart from my original friends except occasionally bumping into them in classes. As the second semester started everything changed for the worst. My mentors started abusing me by making me pack their clothes and unpack for hours on a monday and friday. I had to make the sandwidges every recess/break i had. I went to sleep every day at 11pm because i was making them tea and coffee and cleaning their rooms. I woke up at 5:45 to do the same. Everyone else it the boarding house turned against me for some reason. I was constantly teased and bullied in the hallways by older boys. They would kick me in the crotch, make me wipe up their spit, locked me under my bed and choke me. My desk was even lit on fire.(to name a few things)

I began failing classes even though i was a straight A student. I finally managed to convince my parents of what happened and was removed from the boarding house and became a dayboy in the house of my old friends. In the following months we re-bonded and it felt like old times. My grades were up and everything was going well until a group of boys from my old house started all the abuse again causing me to miss school and create a whole new viscous cycle. I’m in my second year now at the senior school and am still being targeted. I cannot walk around the school without fearing for my life (i still have visible scars). My parents are going to remove from the school after this semester but i have to finish it which im really dreading.

Help would be appreciated.

It was all over the school, the guy was after me. He said I owed him some money. Maybe I did; I don’t remember. All I know is that the fight fans were telling me, “He’s walking round the school looking for you!” I don’t know what got into me that day, but something snapped. I’d had enough! Until that day, I’d spent years running from bullies, hidng away from bullies, arriving late to school (so you don’t meet them on your bus), bolting for the exit as soon as the bell rang (headstart on the bastards), avoiding the bus station; I could go on, but you the bullied know what I’m talking about. Anyways, I digress. A crazy thought entered my head; walk round the school, looking for him! Hunted turned hunter.

I eventually found the guy in some classroom; the fight fans had followed me also (including at least one of bastards that bullied me up until that day). I didn’t get into a conversation about the money. I just went crazy; swinging and kicking. I’m not skilled at fighting; my co-ordination was (and still is) lame, but my adrenalin was pumping and I didn’t stop…until he stopped moving.

Then I crapped myself (figuratively speaking). I left the scene with the fight crowd cheering and patting me on the back; that made me feel sick. My conscience was nagging me; was the guy alright? More so, “why did it take me beating the snot out of someone else for three years of bullying to stop (I hated High School just ‘cause of that) and for me to get respect at school; at least to be left alone to be me? Anyways, word got to the Vice-Principal who called me into his office. The guy had suffered an epileptic fit during my attack. The school wanted to suspend me; they didn’t (not sure why). Instead, the Vice-Principal delivered a forceful set of whacks on the ‘blessed assurance’ with the cane. No, I didn’t put newspaper in the seat of my pants to cushion the blows; I had a feeling he knew that trick ;-) Anyways, from that day, I was never bullied again at High School.

I will be posting my story and thoughts on bullying in the hope that it’ll help others to survive and thrive in the face of this issue that pretty much messed up my life and those I love until recently (I’m 39).

I’ve just been told that I’m an evil bitch wth no friends. Great. And this stems from a false accusation last year…xxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxx

My name is Caitlin, I live in Scotland and I’m in s1. I was excited going to high school because I got away from my lezibian hair cut teacher Miss Smith what a bitch. Three weeks at high school I was having the time of my life so much better than Killer Mont but I miss Mrs. Muir and Mrs. McNee. Then people started calling me an emo, I just took it as a joke and it was fine so I got over it really, because it’s just boys being boys. So just today I was on msn I was join into this conversation, as usally I said hi and somebody said who’s Welcome to the Jungle I said me, then Jason starts calling me a emo. Then I add Scott to my friends list on msn he said who’s Welcome to the Jungle and again I said ME!! He said emo too then they said things to upset me. I started crying I told my mum she said stop dressing the way you dress but I don’t dress gothic or anything. My eye liner if too boyish but it’s not, I just do my eye liner in the outside and put grey eye shodow on top how is that boyish? Avril Lavigne does it. Then I was on bebo and I was on Rachel’s bebo page I promised to give her luv and a girl called Emily went Eww Emo!!! Then that Jason guy went See the emo girl she always ryt the same message on everyone’s bebo but I don’t and he said that she say shes not a emo but everyone knows shes a goth but I’m not. I don’t want to die I just wanted to FUCKING KILL THEM!! I don’t care if they hate me for who I am or even if I like rock music I don’t give a shit. They call me a emo just for liking My Chemical Romance. Rock music saved my life and people have a problem with it. I know someday my savior will come some day and tell these Bastards and Bitches to fuck off and die. I’ve also got friends who don’t think I’m a emo at all they just think I’m normal so at least I’ve got friend. Anyway they hang out with 1st years I hang out with 2nd years who are more like me and they are there for me so HAHA to them I’ve got friends.

Take it from a 40something Goth, don’t ever give in to the bullies! I think everyone in school and college including the bus drivers and teachers bullied me. The result of keeping the faith? I grew up being an individual I am proud of being, they became just another one of the nameless riffraff. Avoid them when you can and when you can’t stand up and be yourself whoever that is.Whether you’re a goth, gay, nerd or whatever. It doesn’t matter. Those of us who have been bullied and survived are better for it. You do have friends who can relate, you just havn’t met them yet.

is killing yourself, because you get bullying really worth it?
it really isnt, you can pull through this, trust me, you can, if i can, you can. but i guess i may be wrong, just hang in there, and your savior will come one day, meaning someone who will stick up for you, and make the bullies pay!

Okay, listen i know its hard being in high school with a bunch of duchebags, they just have to make you feel bad because they are idiots and feel bad about themselves, meaning they have low self-esteem, all of you. if i could i would beat all the asses, that harrass you on a daily bases, i think its retarded and repulsive, that they do such a thing. and i know that it can make you think about committing suicide, and believe me, even i have thought about it once or twice, and trust me it isnt worth it! i have also cut myself, as result of bullying because of my sexual orientation, me being gay isnt any different than being white or black its, well you get what im saying? right???? but yeeahh i hope that my words help. lemme know if they did….

Ryan

I get bullied every day at school
and i hate it so much
i’m a strong girl, not weak but theres absolutely nothing, NOTHING i can do about what happens to me.
i have tried absolutely everything that anyone could possibly do like ‘ignoring them’, ‘standing up to them’,’beating them up’ ‘fighting them’ even tried to fit in with everyone.
I’ve told teachers, headteachers, even educational officers…
they all just say ‘its your fault for being different’
omfg.
it shocked me i thought it might help, even just a bit =[
i used to try and fit in in the first year, i wore the same shit as everyone and talked like everyone and everything but people still bullied me.
its not just one group of people, its almost everyone in the whole fucking school !
they call me names laugh at my face push me punch me throw rotten food at me, throw milkshake and drinks and yhogurt at me and puddle water and spit on me and its just beyond anything you could imagine its worse than even words can explain.
i dont even know why everyone has such a problem with me and
i wonder why everyone hates me so much ive never done anything against them, i dont even know most of them.
even when i ignore them they still enjoy it…
they laugh so much, they laugh so hard.
i want to kill them so much,
even teachers bully me…
i always get punished for stuff that EVERYONE does.
i get singled out, my form teacher always makes me stand up and take my blazer off and show him that everything is ’’intact’‘
this is so humiliating everyone thinks its funny.
they all do it all the teachers they pick on me and ask my where my mum comes from aswell and why I’m a ‘goth’ or ‘emo’ or whatever they think i am.
i get called ‘paki’ even though my skin is practically white, I’m mixed race but 3/4 white.
i sometimes think this is the main reason i’m bullied but then i see pakistanis and asian people fitting in so i dont think it is the main reason.
bullying has caused me to turn to self harming and drugs and drinking and smoking because its the only thing that makes me feel better. and i can not sope without it.
i have tried killing myself twice and it didnt work which sucks coz i wish i was fucking dead.
anyway i wish i had a few tips for people who also get bullied but the only thing i can think of that helps me are harmful and damage my health.
you CANT IGNORE BULLIES because they are like an annoying wasp, you can pretend they arent there but they still sting you and it still hurts and they still buzz around you and they still annoy you.
all i can say is dont cut your friends off.
my friends never ever stand up for me but i’m still glad i have them, sorta.
going out makes me feel better these days even though i used to stay in and sulk.
i have no one to turn to who can help me and i have finally accepted that… I’m counting the days till i can leave school now… [478 days]
i know i will do rubbish in my GSCE’s because ive missed so much time off school because i was sorta ill.
oh well right now I’m way too stressed to even be bothered to think about getting fucking good results i know I’ll regret it but hey i guess i will regret disfiguring my arms and legs and stomach and getting addicted to drugs and everything….