[quote]imhungry wrote:
[quote]Ct. Rockula wrote:
[quote]imhungry wrote:
[quote]Ct. Rockula wrote:
[quote]imhungry wrote:
[quote]Ct. Rockula wrote:
[quote]imhungry wrote:
I’ve mentioned much of my experiences with being “bullied”, picked on, etc… But, i’ll add my 2 cents…
Here is a very general overview of what i’ve experienced, until I was a senior in HS.
First, my last name is ‘Gay’. Now, while it probably doesn’t mean that much now, it was a different story as a kid who grew up in the 70’s and 80’s.
I was also a late bloomer. So, I was a little shorter than average, skinnier than average, quiet/shy, not very athletic, not a very good student, wore what I wanted to wear, hair parted on the side… and just not a ‘fit’ anywhere. Therefore, I was a ‘geek’.
Anyway, here are some things that occurred from grade school till about 11th grade, with some kind of shit happening on the majority of school days. I still went every day. (I was also picked on by neighborhood kids)
I have been spit on, pushed/shoved/punched, books knocked out of my hands and kicked down the hallway, de-pantsed and been called “baldy” for not having the proper amount of pubic hair for middle school, apparently… ears flicked from people sitting behind me, chased from school, girls laughing in my face after they asked what my last name was… Just An infinite amount of shit has been said to me. Well, that’s all I can remember at the moment.
99% of these people hung out in groups. They were the jocks and/or “burnouts”, so no matter if you fought one of them, you still got your ass beat… and, then they were even MORE relentless in tormenting you, afterwards. I only recall a few situations where anyone ever stuck up for me. Even though I wasn’t expecting anyone to stick up for me, it was cool when it happened. I just prayed that it didn’t make things worse.
Other things that went along with the above… Most of the “friends” that I had made in school through the years, would either watch, or, even worse, join in when you were catching shit for… whatever, at the time.
I did a hell of a lot of fighting, running my ass off, (or both) through those years.
In my situation, I really didn’t see a solution that would cause any of this from stopping forever, except giving it time and hoping that it just got old. That took until I was a senior in HS, which was the best fucking year of my life! I started to work out and that had a lot to do with my confidence and self-esteem… not to mention drinking and partying… ![]()
Trying to recall this crap, while trying to focus on work, isn’t a good time… i’ll stop here, I guess.[/quote]
Is your first name Richard?
I hope so. Lol[/quote]
Nope. It’s Ben.[/quote]
That’s pretty damn gay.[/quote]
Of course!
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You old queen[/quote]
Only on Friday and Saturday nights.[/quote]
I wish I went to school with you. I would’ve beat your ass every day.
Then disappear for a decade so I could become a passable TS and trick you into fucking me…then be like “dude I used to be a man. You fucked me. I used to be a dude…you like dudes”