The worst thing a bully has done to you

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in junior high school teenage girls picked on me mercilessly, calling me all the usual stupid teenaged insults ["queer, fa***t" et al], stealing articles of clothing by ripping them off my body, yanking my books from my hands and throwing them up on the roof, telling me to watch out or they'd sick their "real man" boyfriends on me, etc.

Compared to some of the things that happened to you this might sound lame, but someone I considered a friend suddenly joined my bullies with no reason/explanation whatsoever.

Also, the worst time of my life was a few years ago, in a vacation camp. There had actually been a meeting with all the people a few months before the camp started, and I immediately knew I was going to get bullied. Of course my parents didn't want to hear that and sent me anyway. It lasted two weeks, and of course I was getting bullied. I was alone all the time and actually depressive. Then I could finally return home, and first thing my parents told me was that my rabbit had died while I was away. A week later I was to start on a new school, and for some reason I felt unusually relaxed. Then, on the night before said school started, my father died. Yeah I didn't feel so relaxed anymore and of couse I got bullied on the new school as well.

One afternoon, back in my high school years, I was walking along the road near my home and a group of guys drove past me and the passenger opened the door and hit me pretty hard on my left arm and back.

Hmmm, so many bad bullied related memories. Two stick out in my head -

A former 'friend' encouraged me to kill myself once because she claimed I kept talking about killing myself too much. I think I may have mentioned suicide to her several times back when I was younger and legitmately suicidal. She got off on pushing my buttons and to this day this comment ranks as possibly the nastiest statement someone has ever thrown my way.

I was fired from a church musician job once because another manipulator from my past , one who was angry at me because I yelled at her for being irresponsible 10 years prior, used her neighbor and future mother-in-law, a Narcissist-Momma-Bear type, to criticise me every Sunday in the church. I went to the pastor for help and he had the gall to ask me if I had ever "done this before", meaning, had I ever worked in a church; in my interview with him, I told him I got my first church job when I was 14 - I was 27 at the time of this job! Several people in the church acknowledge that momma bear was a control freak, but, oh, that was "just her way" and she was a "good person." Bite me. The pastor said he talked to her at a deacon's meeting and she claimed she was not aware she treating me this way - the ole innocent routine. Suffice to say, I had a meltdown due to the lack of support and respect and the pastor fired me after I left a message on Momma Bear's answering machine telling her she had to step down from the choir. When I reminded him I was the choir director after he said I had "overstepped my boundaries" with that message to her, he told me I was taking my job too seriously. Good times. It's stuff like this that makes work so damn scary for me. I can actually know what I'm doing, but if a coupla Alpha-Psychos don't like me, bam, my socially weaker Aspie-butt gets booted out the door . . .

Nothing, other than social isolation.

Bullying doesn't work on people with fists.