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- Jun 21, 2020
Been through that, too. I feel ya. I took a lot away from bullying when I was younger. I don't know why I was the target; poor kids teased me because I had nice clothes, black kids teased me because they could, and kids who had their own problems would take them out on me. That whole notion of 'ignore them and they'll stop' was total bullshit. As an adult I can't ignore bills or other things I don't like, so why the hell was that even given by adults as advice. When I was around the same grade I started fighting back. At first it was an uncontrolled rage. I just started blowing up and pounding bullies faces in. Then over the next few years it became a mind-game I had to play with people. I see a lot of what these protesters do as nothing but a form of bullying. When everything broke out in NYC I understood and took joy watching the NYPD beat the shit out of people -because that's what happens when you push people too far. Someone might make the argument that the riots and murder etc are the same kind of response -but they aren't. Nobody fucked with them, they just wanted those people to leave others alone.Ha, me in 7th grade. This fat mexican kid that sat behind me in english class kept yelling my name followed by "stop" or "leave me alone". Of course we were all taught to "ignore" bullies and I had my head down doing just that. The teacher was up at the front of the room talking and doing the lesson. I had my head down just doing the work since it was easy (school was full of mexicans so teachers spent 40 minutes explaining how to do the lesson which should have only taken a student 5 minutes) but the kid behind me kept yelling my name. I noticed the teacher had stopped talking, I looked up and noticed him (skinny black man teacher) staring at me and headed for the phone at the back of the class. Not sure why he just assumed I was the one cutting up, I was actually quite well behaved in that class, but he looked super ticked. Everyone started laughing at me as he called the principal. Normally a teacher would "write you up", but he was so ticked, he went straight to the principal. Then after slamming the phone and and staring at me the door violent flies up with the fat principal bursting in and proclaiming "COME HERE BOY". So I stood up and started walking, of course with tons of snickering ensuring. Of course saying "I didn't do anything" didn't work. He just wrote me up out in the hallway and I was assigned after school detention for an hour which means I couldn't ride the bus home. So my choice was to tell my parents that they would have to pick me up from school and get in a ton of trouble for that, or just skip the detention and hope for the best. I skipped it, which would usually result in them calling your parents and rescheduling, but nothing ever came of it (other than me really hating that mexican. we used to be somewhat "friends" in elementary school, but in middle school he continually tried to make fun of me)
And the bullies always cry out in pain as they strike back at you.