Did any kind of bullying affect you PSYCHOLOGICALLY?

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I have never been a sociable person, I avoid people and I don't care what they can think about me. I was bullied, but I never changed my way of thinking.

Maybe my psychological damage is being more antisocial than when I was a child.

What does psychological mean?

I think pyschological damage reffers to mental or emotional damage, some traumatic experiences that left "scars" in your way of thinking

I was bullied in many ways all through school, and at 26 I still have issues with some of the stuff that happened. The worst of it involved people on my bus either on it or in classes that some of them shared with me. I still have dreams about riding the bus to this day. I'm slowly getting over these issues though, a few years ago I wouldn't have been able to talk about it at all.

When I was 5, I had friends, all the way up until I was 7, and then we moved. Things went well for the first year or so, but I was always an emotional Kid, I WANTED people to know I was sad, so I cried. They'd always exclude me, and ridicule me, and at one point even throw rocks at me! All I could say through the whole of my childhood in my head was WTF? Now I have a bad rep as being cold, weak, and all that crap. Sometimes I wish I could move and start over -.-"

As for at home, My older sister would always ask: "Are you ret*d?!" because I didn't know how to stack/unstack a dishwasher. She'd always say I lacked "Common sense". My parents would ask if I was stupid if I did something that "I" didn't necessarily think was wrong. all in all its been a bad experience, and its not over. Luckily theres a bright side to everything.

Who knows? I was bullied horribly, and have some serious issues, but it's not clear that there is a direct relation. I suspect though that my anger is somewhat caused by this, and perhaps some of my depression as well.

i was bullied between 7th and 9th grade, the only years i was in the school near my house. other "fellow" students liked to play fox hunting, and i was one of the foxes (literally, they gave us 1 minute of advance in the start of each recess, we couldn't wait the recess was over). most of them where stronger than me and i never talked back, some tough years...well, at least i realized how fast i could run. only a couple of guys really couldn't stand me, the others was only to go along (actually i now go along very well with one or two).
actually, i shouldn't even complain a lot, they where much easier on me then they where on others, there was one kid that was beaten the living s**t out of him every day, and I MEAN THE LIVING s**t (they even broke mirrors and cabinets with his head often). and there was no consequences for them, ocasionally a teacher would fill their ears but never a single one was suspended (at least not because of something in their class). the principal's policy was not to put his noose in kids business, and the rest of the teachers just sended the complains to him. the heads of the group where eventually suspended when they beat up a guy from another class (for pure joy, as usual) and the kid called his uncles (construction workers with 120 kg each) and they where teached some manners in front of the school. eventually, police came and the kid and the bullies where suspended (nobody helped the kid, and they even punished him).
when i switched school things got much better, i was never bullied again. i also got a little bigger and imposed more respect, and the ones that bullied me back there would take a step back if they saw running in their direction with my fists up (although i don't do that). still, i always get angry when i remember that. being so close to my house (and being my mother a teacher there) i'm aware of what's going on on that school. when i see stuff like that happen inside i get so angry!! once i saw a kid beating another just outside the school, and others more watching it, laughing. i stoped the car, opened the window and pulled my ugly face out...god, i wished he was older...his so-called friends dispersed quicker than flies. but s**t keeps happening everyday in that school

I don't understand.

RedMage,

Have people pissed you off to the point where years later you are still pissed?

Kids used to call me fat. In all honestly I was a bit of a chunker with no social graces. But still, it caused me to starve myself in the 7th and 8th grade, I was so sick of not looking good (in my mind at least). I ended up losing 30 pounds from a combination of DDR and not eating... but it's not something I'd recommend. Right now I'm a normal weight and I still think I'm fat...

I know i have.

Good night everyone!

I think most people are affected psychologically by bullying. In 8th grade (4 years ago), I was e-bullied via AIM before it even became popular by three different ***holes (two of which are in jail now). I was only bullied in middle school though. Nowadays in High School, the most I really get is people laughing at me whenever I answer a question in class.

What really burns me up is that all the while they were picking on me, I was lectured about "letting them win" on an almost daily basis. WELL GUESS WHAT THE WON WHETHER I "LET THEM" OR NOT!! ! IF I YELLED AT THEM, THEY WON!! IF I TOLD THE TEACHER ABOUT IT, THEY'D GET TOLD OFF, THEN KISS THE TEACHER'S ARSES TO GET OUT OF TROUBLE, THEN FIND A SNEAKY, UNDERHAND WAY TO PICK ON ME WHEN THE TEACHER WERE AROUND, SO THEY WON!! ! WHEN i JUST IGNORED THEM, THEY GOT THE MESSAGE THAT I WAS TOO ret*d TO KNOW THEY WERE PICKING ON ME, SO THEY WON!! ! I COULD NEVER f*****g WIN NO MATTER WHAT I DID!! ! AND THEY ALL SCREAMED BLOODY MURDER IF I EVEN THOUGHT ABOUT TREATING THEM THE SAME WAY THEY TREATED ME TO SEE HOW THEY LIKED IT!! !! THEY ALL STUCK UP FOR EACH OTHER BUT NO-ONE CARED ENOUGH TO STICK UP FOR ME!! ! f**k THEM ALL!! !!

I didn't mind bullying at school so much because I knew they where immature brats and just waited til school was over. That and later on they became scared of me.

It's when it's at HOME that gets me. My stepfather always picks on me for my lack of memory, being spacey, and my mania. he has killed pretty much all of my confidence. because of him I've tried committing suicide 3 times now. and when he's drunk and I don't listen, he grabs my hands really hard til I give in. (like bending my fingers backward.) and STILL my mom won't kick him out. but I guess that's my fault. she's happy with him, and It would be better If I was gone... my brother doesn't have issues with him...My stepfather always says things like "If you can't even remember to do ____ how can you hold a job?! How can you drive?! I'm surprised you even remember to wipe your ***!" and when I tell mom, and he finds out, he says I don't care about my mom being happy, and I'm trying to cause conflict. >< WTF...

I got picked on in my neighborhood but not a lot in the elementary school. It didn't get bad until junior high. When I changed schools, someone attempted to teach me to some social etiquette and to stand up for myself. Can't say my fellow classmates were pleased with the results after I moved back to town. I still got picked on, but not nearly as much to my face, they learnt better. There's a lot of anger left over, from my school years in particular.

Hoorahville writes,
I don't suggest whacking anyone with a wrench, at least not in school, but it did a lot for keeping people from bothering me during those years.

I stabbed someone in the hand with a fork during lunch once in high school, she stated she wanted my food and attempted to take it when I was in the middle of eating. Then she had the gall to seem shocked.

Eudevie - you shouldn't have to suffer the physical and mental abuse that your stepfather is putting you through. Have you spoken to someone at school about this? There are procedures in place that will allow you to get help.