Ever Stood Up To Bullying?

To Tell The truth i have been bullied in the 7th Grade. In High School 9th grade i got into a fight with a kid and got suspended for a week. Stand Up Bros. Now im in 10th grade and no one has fucked with me eversince.
*BROFIST* For All.

Seriously though, we cannot avoid bullies. Yes, we may be unlucky to be bullied and we have no power to oppose them, but they're actually the one who mold us to become more responsible and become a grown-up while they still fall to being childish and immature. On the long run, you will win over them.

I was bullied a couple times as a kid. When I was in grade 2 some grade 7 kid threatened me for money. In high school some kid took a swing at me and I dropped him. That pretty much ended the entire thing.

A few tips.

1. Bullies look for easy targets. Watch your posture, don't slouch or walk through the halls with your head down.

2. Show no fear. Look your bully right in the eyes.

3. If it gets really bad you might have to do what I did (Though I did it on the first time.) While violence is not the answer, sometimes you have to put someone into place.

4. Martial Arts is great for building confidence. Join a school or find something else that will help increase your confidence.

Never had confidence. Hell, never have muscular muscles. Man, I'm too lazy.

Always happen to me when i join a new school.
You have to stand up and face them and let them respect you...

I had a friend (we're still friends though, mind you) in high-school and before (or whatever is equivalent of before-to-mid-highschool), who had a slight bit of autism. He is obsessed with anime and Sonic The Hedgehog.

While that is all dandy and good, there was a period which lasted over a year where he would consistently get bullied by a few other people from the same grade. They would call him nicknames, tease him, pull his papers away and take his bag when he was on his way home from school. I didn't realise it was very bad, because for some reason I always missed the fact that he was getting bullied, until he actually directly told me of the problem.

That is when I had to take action against them as well. Now, I was by no means the highschool popular guy, but I did have friends. It took some talking, but eventually I hoarded up a bunch of people and waited for the moment that the bullies would seize him again, and we simply went over to my friend and made it -very- clear to the bullies not to mess with my buddy.

With that being said, we didn't do anything physically to them whatsoever, but we did make it clear that this guy was not alone.

You can tell he's had a hard childhood even the day today, but I am happy I was able to help him.

When I was in primary school I got bullied quite a lot and I never did anything about it. So when I went to a new middle school, I did something about it.

I got bullied, I punched the guy in the face. He ran away. I got suspended for a day, still gg

It was my first term there, and no-one had ever expected me to do it. Eh, I don't generally use violence but its always an option.

In my school there is not much bully going on, the worst bullying I can think of is calling other people names, and alienated the person, dun know what to do if bully went up to a physical level

I was bullied because :
*Not tall enough
*Not thin enough
*Too smart
*Never getting drunk at parties (it was so popular)
*I wear glasses

I never really cared about that. But one day.. Some guy was bullying my best friend. I punched him. That was one of the best things that I did in my whole life. I'm happy that I didn't get scared :)

I dont know how, but I've always been one of the popular guys. I have gladly never been bullied myself. There was a guy in our class though, who has been the target for everyone..and since I was one of the "cool" guys, I had to go with them. I didn't like it and didn't do really hurtful things, but I played my role along with my friends. When I was out of school I still had contact to the bullied guy, he was even thankful and told me he even liked me during school times, I don't really know why though. I've been mean to him and feel sorry for that, but still he considered me as being nice. That's quite a strange feeling. I wish I could have changed anything about it, but I just let it happen. He is really ok now though, he's studying computer science, just like I do and I think his life is quite good. But still I wish I had had the guts back then.

I moved to the UK when I was about 8, so I never made any proper friends when I was in primary school. I just had people I knew. When we got to secondary school, one of my "acquaintances" got picked on badly. Being a girls school, the most common thing to call her was "lesbian" and they used to make a big fuss when she was in the changing rooms before P.E.

I regret to say that I never stood up for her.
If she was alone during lunch, I used to get her to sit with us- but we never took a stand against it. She dealt with it on her own- she basically ignored them for about 3 years, until they got bored/ more mature. And I really respect her for that. But I wish I'd have done something, even though I didn't really know her.

During the latter part of my secondary school life, I become a part of a large group of friends. We got on well. Until a girl, who was fairly popular, decided to hang-out with us. We let her. Slowly she turned us against each other- making us brilliant back-stabbers. Fake smiles were always in use, when someone turned away nasty things were said.
Unfortunately, they were all said about others, to me- I was the one person in the group who got on with everyone. So I knew exactly what one person hated about the other. I knew pretty much the entire groups secrets. Which caused the "popular girl" to pick on me mercilessly.
I got left out of any discussion she had with the others, didn't get any gifts from her and she kept reading out my small stories to others; telling me I shouldn't be writing or reading things like that as I was too innocent. (I was the youngest in the group- 15 at the time).
She'd even pick on the things I liked- making me feel like an outsider.


It wasn't violent. No one knew it was happening. But it was just as damaging.


I changed to a different college, and it was only last year that I began to trust people enough to make them into proper friends.






If TL;DR: Watch out for verbal bullying too. It may not be physical, but it is just as, if not more psychologically damaging.

Can't say I was bulled directly at me, but I have dealt with a number of bullies, and I've stood up against them because they would bully my friends, and I for one do not find it at all funny that someone could sink that low to bring someone to death. I honestly want to see the death of bullying.

I've been bullied a lot during primary school and high school and it wasn't exactly a nice experience. I was the kind of guy that didn't talk a lot but I was friends with almost my whole class. I was kind and enjoyed to have fun with them but I really disliked violence of any sort and tense moments. I tended to avoid insults or guys that laughed at others (including at me) with a smile in my face, and that rapidly got me a lot of bullies.
They would take my snacks, money or pencils because I didn't know how to say "no" to them, and of course I never got back all that stuff they got from me. They would just laugh at me and call me nicknames, pat me in my head making fun of me and take things from me because they knew I wouldn't fight back, and that kept going until I graduated from High school. There were moments when just avoiding things with a smile wasn't enough to bear it all and I suffered a lot, getting really deppresed at a point, but there was something that always could help me forget it all, and those were my friends, my real friends. Also as the time passed, I learnt how to express my feelings more and to speak up for me, and all the bully decreased.

It isn't always a good experience going to school when you're a kid, but with help and understanding it can be a great experience. Bullies should never be able to destroy a kid's childhood just like that, it's such a good period in a person's life to be suffering. Of course there will be difficults moments, but let's hope it's not because of a bully.

Not bullying but there is the angry ex boyfriends and girlfriends that I told to lay off

I beat my bullies in a couple fights, that fixed it for me c:

I was bullied for the wrong reasons. My family has moved a lot while I was growing up and I've been to several different schools. When I first went to high school, I met this girl who was my friend through a different girl. We were pretty close (I even hooked her up to her now husband), but she moved and we lost contact. When I moved and went to another high school, I was kind of tired and fed up with trying to make friends (I had decent friends from my last high school so I kept in touch with them) so I stayed to myself a lot. Well, this girl that I met at my first high school had moved again and she attended that high school with me, so she and I fell back into being good friends.

Besides her, I talked with another student there who was a little misunderstood. He was a popular guy and on the football team, but he was often misunderstood by other students, and we had shared several classes, plus study hall. We kind of clicked after he asked me to help him with our math test because he had to pass it if he wanted to play in his football game.

Anyways, to make a long story short - I was out of school for a little bit because I was hospitalized for a blood infection. When I came back to school, I was being picked on, and teased, by this one student who my "friend" at the time had always insulted. Everyday, I'd walk into my math class with him and his girlfriend standing outside of it - and calling me names. One day, in study hall, my other friend, the jock, noticed something was wrong and asked me what was going on (keep in mind this class was very small... there was only about five of us plus the teacher in the study hall), and I just broke down and cried. I don't remember telling him why, I don't think I ever did.

Later that week, the same thing happened. This guy's girlfriend calls me a fatass. I never talked to her - haven't done anything to them. My friend, the football player, was behind me at the time (I didn't realize that) and he overheard it. Next thing I know, he pushed my bully up against the wall, yelling. At that point, I was so upset that I was just crying at my desk while other students were asking what was going on, and my friend was screaming at the teacher that I was being bullied for no reason. My other "friend" at this time, was out of school for being sick. I overheard his girlfriend yell that I had talked trash about them - but I never did. Like I said before - I kept myself secluded except to my football player friend, and to my other friend from my last high school.

I was out again for being sick, and when I returned, my football friend said that my "friend" and the bully always talked. Turns out, she was telling my bully that I was talking bad about him and his girlfriend - when it was in reality the other way around.

Regardless of how, or why it happened - one thing was for sure - I was saved by him. At the time, I've been struggling with depression for a few years, so being called names wasn't helping me - but my only true friend from that school did. He didn't skip a beat when it came to defending me. I'll never forget it. I'll always treasure him. The following year - I shared another class with my bully - but at that point it was like he was in my territory. It was English - the one class I aced like a boss, the one class that the teacher would call me to help other students. My bully was struggling in that class.

I took the high road - and helped him. Because it didn't help fighting fire with fire. And I think he knew - that in the end I wasn't responsible for the trash talk. Him admitting to me that he needed help was kind of like a silent apology. I accepted.

I never really witnessed a bullying to stop. But when I happened to me, it did because of one courageous person. I'll always encourage someone to step up and speak out, because it really does matter.

It's tricky, you can't treat all bullies the same. Verbal bullies are best ignored or killed with kindness (or tape recorded). mild physical bullies (light taps, irritating) are usually best dealt with by using just a bit more force in retaliation. That is, of course, after you ask them to stop first. (gotta give them a warning). I've never met a violent bully, never someone who made me feel like: "oh jeez, my life feels threatened". Best I could think of is to report immediately or avoid completely. But at that point a violent bully usually is borderland "gangster" since they usually travel in packs.