Lots of people are indoctrinated in a strict no fighting policy, but have no rules about bullying. Stupid when you consider that a lot of the fighting is a result or an escalation of bullying..
Reminds me of another Reddit thread where the bullied kid just WRECKS the bully, later saying, “If I’m getting suspended for defending myself, ima get my money’s worth”
What sucks most about school bullies and their actions is that when the victim finally has enough and fights back, they get in trouble and not the bully. The adults in the school know what’s going on and choose to ignore it.
Only those has who been bullied at least one time can understand feeling of the person who is bully and that only revenge or violance on them will work to make them stop, people who say otherwise don"t know sh it about the victim feeling, or maybe they was in the team of those who bully and fear that all victim do like us and destroy them back
That’s because teachers and principals are psychopaths. You can’t change my mind. I mean, just observe them: they don’t have an ounce of empathy, are hungry for control and seem to enjoy when kids are suffering, how is that not psychopathy?
Parents : WHY DID YOU LET THE BULLY BEAT UP MY SON. Principal: no the real question is why did you re son beat up TEN KIDS WITH HIS BAREFISTS parents: NO NO NO MY SON DID NOTHING WRONG YOU JUST KEEP LETTING BULLIES BEAT UP KIDS AND YOU THINK ITS SMART TO SUSPEND A BULLIED KID FOR WEEKS OR EXPELLED THE- I HAD IT WITH THE STUPID SYSTEM OF YOUR STUPID SCHOOL YOU JUST DONT CARE THATS IT?! Principal being frightened: w-w will I Parents : YOU AND YOU RE TEACHERS SHOULD GET FIRED FROM LETTING MEAN KIDS BEATING UP OR MOCKING OTHER KIDS AND MAKING THEM DEPPRESSED WHAT IS IT WITH YOU ADUUUUUUULTS Principal OK WE ARE GOING TO- Parents: NO I DON’T TO WANT TO HEAR THOSE FAKE CROCODILES TEARS FROM YOU SIR YOU BECAUSE MY WIFE IS A WELL PAYED LAWYER AND SHE CAN SUE ANYONE WHO MESS IS MY SON SO what we are saying is WE ARE GOING TO CALL THE SCHOOL ADMINISTRATORS ABOUT THIS SYSTEM OF YOURS END OF CONVERSATION!
I hope you don't take people calling you "soft" too much to heart. The reason I listen to this channel over other ones that read reddit posts is because I enjoy your commentary and personality. It's really nice to have a voice that's so even-handed and friendly, it's a bit of humanity that I find really pleasant
School never cared for bullying, it was always the same "we are going to talk with them", just bs. I snapped when she started trash talking my best friend, who wasnt my friends as i thought she was... but anyways, i snapped, i started pulling her hair and cussing her out, at the end, i kick her and thats it, she told the school and because of that, school punished ME instead of her for being so insane to the point of having me to snap.
There's this very interesting concept in Game theory ( actual like War studies, not the channel) called the tit for tat strategy. overly simplifying, if you never attack, or are attacked and never hit back, you are seen as a pushover, if you just attack at every opportunity, you are seen as a bully, and so the optimal ish strategy is to be nice until someone hits you. then hit back with reasonable force, if not a bit overboard. most attackers will be detracted, you will not look weak, but still be seen as merciful, especially if you then just act like nothing happened and straight up treat them nicely the next time. this is a gross simplification, so go look up game theory and escalation later, it's actually fascinating.
So as much as people like parents and teachers go on about turning the other cheek, just ignore them, blah blah blah the only time I've personally had bullies stop is when A) I retaliated physically, B) did a feat of strength or C) [and this is the funny one] pulled a hot pan right out of the over with no mitts in home ec, all of which made people fear me. So imo fear is the best way to make people stop fucking with you.
Depend on everyone, personaly i was the type to do like i didn't hear until 1 day the bully said something about someone from my family then i went on a rampage seen black and i remember asking people what happen coz i saw black and remember nothing, after that i've never been bullied again, even earn the alias Pitbull🤣
Here’s the thing. Don’t wanna lose teeth? Don’t want to get wounded or hurt so badly your parents can’t afford it because you decided to be terrible to someone? Then don’t do it. Simple as that. You shouldn’t bully anyway but I never feel bad for these people when they get what they earned. And I’m very soft too, I was bullied badly and never fought back because I knew that I’d also be in trouble if I did something. I always get a big smile on my face when I hear or see revenge take place like what happens in these stories.
My senior year of high school, a junior decided to spend 3/4 of the year harassing me. Last day before spring break, he decides to escalate by coming up to me in the lunch line and humping my leg in front of everyone. A girl I was friends with tells him to back off (I was 6'4" and generally assumed to be an ogre because . . . y'know, I'm not sure why people thought that of me at the time, but it was enough that I wasn't going to react) he shoves her into a table. I proceeded to grab the front of his sweater and lift him off the ground with one arm while offering the other one to the girl he shoved. Almost got suspended based on the word of a teacher who saw the entire thing and only cared once I bothered to react (for the record, because he went after someone who wasn't me) and only got off because the lunch ladies all vouched for me and swore that the entire faculty would never eat a saliva-free meal again if I got punished for what happened.
Not my story, but I was kind of involved in it. I was a new instructor in the martial arts program I had been training in for 2 years by that point (it has been 15 years since then). There was a little girl in the class I trained in, a sweet girl who I would end up teaching and training quite a bit. By the time of the story, she had been in the class for a few sessions, so she had the basics down. Then she started showing up with injuries. They were nothing too severe - mostly scrapes and bruises - but it still looked bad. For the record, the program has quite the reputation for maintaining safety as we drill martial arts and self-defense into students, both children and adults, so no, none of her injuries were from our class. As I quickly learned, there was a new boy in her class, and this boy was rather vicious, and apparently, he chose to target her for tormenting. It was rough seeing her come in with quite possibly new injuries every week (it was a weekly class for kids), but there was not really anything I could do. I could not track down this new boy, I could not intervene at her school, I could not really do any usual thing that would help her. Then one day, I saw her at the park. As kind of expected by this point, she had some new scrapes (no bruises as far as I could tell this time). We were the only ones there at this time. Something in me compelled me to think, "You know, maybe there is something you can do to help her." And what did I do? I gave her some lessons that are not really taught in the program. No, there was nothing nefarious, and while I did provide some refinement tips for her techniques, I did not actually teach her any new moves. I was aiming for teaching her something of a fighting mindset, teaching that techniques ultimately do not matter if one does not have the mindset to properly use them. This went on for about an hour or so. At the end of it, I told her to be _very_ selective about when she ever uses it and parted with saying that I will see her in class. For two weeks after that, she did not show up in class, and I had no way of knowing why. That time in the park was purely coincidental, as I hardly crossed paths with any of the kids outside of the class, so it was not as if I would know, let alone on any familial level, what was going on with any of them. Then she showed up on the third week, and the first thing I noticed was that she did not have any new injuries. That was a relief, but it left me wondering what happened, which I would then find out as her father told the head instructor for the class what happened. Per his telling, at their next encounter at school, the two kids got into quite the fistfight. It was the first time she had ever used any of our techniques outside of the class, and according to her father (he regularly stayed in the class to oversee our teaching her), she did them quite well. More importantly, though, was how the fight ended, and... let's just say that I feel mixed about it. Why? Because of how exactly it ended. On the one hand, I am proud that she had been learning well, that she was selective about using the techniques, and that she had essentially ended this boy's... can it even be called "bullying" with how far he usually went? Anyway, on the other hand, the way the fight ended... well, neither shared what exactly she did but... it ended up popping one of that boy's most precious family jewels. Again, I never taught her any technique outside of what the program teaches. I did not even give her an early start at the more advanced ones she would eventually be learning should she keep going. Apparently, teaching her that fighting mindset made a huge difference - I mean, any martial artist knows this, but you do not expect it from a kid. So yeah, because of this mindset, it was as if she was paying him back for all of the injuries he gave her. As for why she did not come to class for two weeks, it was because of the fallout of the fight, and her father figured that taking her to our class during this period would not be a good idea, not for her and certainly not for us (the program emphasizes community outreach, not being the rival schools in Karate Kid or Cobra Kai). Either way, that boy never messed with her again - or anyone else, for that matter (I can guess why, but I do not actually know) - and she kept training with us, back to being sweet as per usual. TL;DR A girl was being bullied, and using some of my lessons, she inflicted quite the painful revenge.
@@georgegatehouse88 ik should’ve worded it differently big L on my side so here’s the differently worded one Boutta call the girl nutcracker for stopping the crack line
just in case someone calls you annoying for speaking on your own channel, (it is gonna happen eventually people are dumb) youre none of that and if anything, your sort of twist on this very generic reddit video format makes it very charming, makes you look at things from a different stand point, soft or not its always good to have another perspective to look at and for you to speak your mind
Also putting poison food in a neighbor's yard could potentially kill a child. Toddlers will put anything in their mouths. Even if your neighbor knows you don't have kids, they may not know you have nieces or nephews, or if your friends have kids In addition, when did bumming cigs become so transactional? Back when I was a smoker, it was a common courtesy to give someone a cigarette if asked, because one day I might need to bum one off someone else
I'm a single-mom child, which was always unusual wherever I went, but the biggest reaction I always got was "Oh, ok"; not Junior High, tho. There was this kid that liked to tell me I was a monster, that my birth dad sensed something bad about me when my mom told his she was pregnant and that's why he dumped my mom, and that being the mom of a monster was the reason she never got another partner later; his friends wheren't that better too, but they at least stick with the "U r dumb" tactic and that was easier for me to overlook. One day that he was pretty nasty to me a couple of classmates defended me and he leaved the room as he was laughin; the classmates tried to calm me down the best they could but I was crying a lot, saying I didn't understand why he was so mean to me for being a single-mother's child, and one of the girls there said "Yeah, it makes no sense, since he techically is also a single-mother's child", I stopped crying at that moment and screamed "WAIT, WHAT?!" She then proceeds to tell me a story that I not sure if it as 100% true, but at least part of that it was. Apparently my bully's dad was actually child free, but his very Catholic girlfriend wasn't so he married her, and after the marriage was consumed, he confessed his true feelings and as a cherry on top told her that if she ever get pregnant she'll had to get rid of the baby or he'll divorce her; welp, she got pregnant and the guy went Houdini on her (it was the 80's in México, so it was easy) , he didn't gave the baby his last name atmd also had never met his zon; however, a couple of years later after the birth of the baby the mom met another guy, marroed him and that guy adopted her son as his own, but there were rumors about their marriage going in flames and that he was even thinking in going back into the adoption. That information, and the fact that I have told my bully that I met my dad at four and a couple of times more before he went missing again, and told him that I didn't missed him because, how can you miss someone that actively doesn't want to be in your life?, was what finally make me understand: THAT BASTART WAS PISSED THAT I WASN'T AS AFFECTED AS HIM SO HE DECIDED TO MAKD MY LIFE HELL SO I COULD FELT HIS PAIN, LIKE AN EMOTIONAL PUNCHING BAG! Soooo... one year later I finally had the guts to stand agaisn't my bullys and was leave alone for the most part, except for that idiot. Every time he said something I always said "Dude, back off or I'll said something you are NOT gonna like", but he kept pushing and pushing. One day we where in a classroom with several other classmates but no teacher. He started his "You are a monster" crap of always and I finally got tired of that bullcrap and screamed "OH, SHUT UP ALREADY! AT LEAST MY DAD HAD THE DECENCY OF MET ME WHEN I WAS FOUR! YOUR BIO DAD LEAVED AFTER HE FOUND OUT YOUR MOM WAS PREGNANT AND HAVEN'T BOTHER TO MET YOU ALL THIS YEARS!" There was silence in the room. Half of my classmates were confused, the other half had "You knew?!" Expressions, and that guy had a thoustand emotions going in his face; he got shocked, sad, angry, confused, angry again (I thought he was going to punch me for a moment), then his eyes filled with tears, he sat at his table with his back towards me, and cried in silence for a few moments. He never bother me again. I did told him I was going to say something he wasn't gonna like.
One of my grade school bullies and I spent a couple years apart, each grew as people, and later on became friends when we reconnected. I didn’t feel bad for a lot of my grade school bullies, but I felt bad for her. We both had shitty childhoods and handled it in the only ways we knew how. We got into the drug scene at our high school and she died of an opiate overdose in our senior year. It still makes me sad to think about. She never deserved that. I’ve been clean from pills for 10 years. I still wish she’d made it. Edit - So I didn’t take revenge, but it still ended horribly.
I've had a "Go ahead and cry" bully at school. While I was hesitant to, I went to his birthday party and had a good time. Even so, with the first of a series of online reunions planned by me starting this year, I'll call him out for it when the time comes, for our classmates to hear. 20 years later may seem like a while since it happened, but it should be worth it.
my cousin Bill was a skinny dork in high school, and the captain of the football team thot it would be great fun to pick on the skinny dork in front of his pals - football boy wound up in hospital & missed the "big game", learned the hard way that skinny dork farm kids are a lot stronger & tougher than they look - principal called Bill's dad, and Bill's dad made the point that his son was attacked in front of witnesses, and if Bill were to be disciplined, the school would face (and lose) a lawsuit - good times
9:13 imagine being that teacher and you leave the room just for a minute with two girls and a boy and when you come back the boy has clearly taken a pounding lmao. I’d imagine there was at least some indication something happened to him, but the image of the three of them sitting in the same places with innocent looks on their faces is hilarious
I only had two girls that were mean to me that I didn’t get back while in school. Five years later I’m working in a building that we shared with Department of Corrections and Parole; guess who I saw in there?
One of my bullies used to capture bees in one of those insect catcher things, shake them up and chase me around with it. I’m deathly allergic to bees and also was extremely terrified of them when I was young. I still am but less so now. Mind you this girl was in 6th grade while I was a 3rd grader. I ended up learning from eavesdropping that she had a peanut allergy. She would always steal my cookies or brownies or whatever dessert I’d have in my lunch, so, I ended up taking 5 peanut butter cookies to school and just watched her eat them when lunch time came. I remember her neck swelling up and turning red immediately, and she barely ate 2 of them. And I just remember smiling at her as she looked at me with this look on her face. She ended up being okay after getting rushed to the hospital and I didn’t get in trouble since it couldn’t be proved I *purposely* gave her those cookies. But my parent’s knew I did it on purpose, because I absolutely *HATE* peanut butter. She ended up moving about a month after that and I never saw her again. Now looking back, I feel terrible for almost killing her. I hope she’s doing okay now and if I ever saw her again, I’d apologize to her. I kind of hope I do someday.
@@brianbarber5401 well honestly i think its a matter of perspective that this probably would have happened to her in due time (the person who wrote this comment) and keep in mind that she wasnt the one who was doing this to her 24/7 the bully had a choice to eat out of her lunch and honestly you shouldn't do that anyway because you can get sick and you also may not be aware if your allergic to something that you werent aware of so honestly it was a ticking time bomb again the bully had a choice to eat out of the lunch box she knew what she was doing she just didn't care this is excluding the fact that she ate something she was allerigic too
I mean she almost killed you too so sounds like fair game, but I understand that thinking back on it now as an adult with more restraint and foresight would make you feel bad
Schools seem so ill prepared for this. They advocate no violence, but when it’s continuously being done and either they don’t want to deal with said bully’s parents or in general wash their hands of it, that leaves each victim (because that’s what ends up happening: these kids become victims by both the bully and the non-involvement of the school staff). Heck, I got bullied for 2 years in my first high school. My only relief was that karma hit hard for the guy. Last I knew, he was in and out of jail for drug possession and assault.
I transferred to a new high school in the middle of my sophomore year because I had just moved to a new district. Nothing out of the ordinary, except this high school was THE ONLY high school in a very rural farming district. I was the only girl in the ENTIRE SCHOOL who had short hair. And I don't mean a bob, I mean a near-crew cut. I naturally have incredibly thick hair and it's just easier to deal with when it's short like that. Well, the "star" quarterback of the football team whom I shared several classes with and was part of my homeroom decided I was the perfect target for bullying since I already stood out like a sore thumb being the only new kid and with a weird hairstyle. I say "star" because our football team sucked ASS. Our girls' basketball team was the only team that was actually good, but the administration poured all the sports funding into football. Anyway, this kid started picking on me. It started out as small comments in the hallway but eventually escalated to shoulder-checking me and forcing me out of a history class because he was so disruptive when he harassed me in that class that we were two weeks behind in the material. The history teacher tried her best but he was relentless, so the principal moved me to a different class because I was "disruptive". This treatment continued until my senior year, with this boy spreading rumors and harassing me in class and the hallways. I went to several teachers about it and got the "boys will be boys" response as well as "he's a good kid, he just takes it too far sometimes". Yeah, well it was well past the "boys will be boys" stage for me. One day he made a comment saying that since no one at this school liked me I should just move back to where I was from. That was the straw that broke the camel's back for me. The reason I had moved was because my dad had finally managed to get me away from my incredibly abusive mother and moved me and my siblings far away from her so we could start over. And him saying I should just go back to that kind of torment was pushing it too far for me to just lay down and take his shit anymore. So I said if he wanted me to go back so bad then he could make me because I wasn't leaving and he was too much of a pansy ass to really do anything. This was a blow to his ego, and his buddies were laughing because this 5' girl who weighed maybe 100 pounds soaking wet talking back to him and he was gulping like a fish. He had to defend his honor, and he'd made it clear very early in his high school career that he had no problem fighting a girl. So he came at me. What saved me from having my face caved in was the fact that as soon as we moved my dad put me in martial arts to build my confidence and teach me self-defense. He might have been a football player, but I had nearly three years of full-contact martial arts under my belt and nearly three years of pent-up rage at this asshat. I laid him out and kept hitting him until someone finally pulled me off him. His face was a wreck and I got suspended for nearly a month afterward, but my dad was proud of me for standing up for myself and I regret nothing.
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@@UnfortunatelyHomosapien A brand of eyedrops. Eyedrops are famous for causing diarrhea when injested, but what a lot of people don't know is that injesting them can actually be seriously dangerous and even deadly. I don't care if that kid was getting revenge on a bully- he pushed it way too far.
I’ve had loads of bullies in my life, since 1st grade I’ve had terrible bullies. This was minor revenge but I’m a trans person (which didn’t help), there was a “nickname” with my deadname that people liked calling me. I found nicknames for everyone that they hated. Specifically one girl who was my friend at some point broke her leg once and had to deal with assholes calling her “crippy” and so she called me my deadname and I said “Whatever crippy I don’t have time for this.” She’d already been called crippled or crippy a lot that day, she began crying which was completely deserved in my opinion. Never called me my deadname again. For context, I’m in no way abilist or okay with people being abilist but I’ve been in crutches before and have been called crippled before. It doesn’t make it okay but that’s how I justified it to myself at the time. Don’t be rude to people.
A few grades ago someone had started bullying me constantly for my backpack. I had managed to get the same class as them last grade on the last day of school I wore the same backpack they looked at me shocked. Still hasn’t talked to me to this day.
15:11 The kid who **** in the car accident was failed by his parents and teachers. When bullies see no consequences for their actions, they begin to believe there are no consequences for anything.
I knew a kid when I was living overseas. He was part of the homeschooling group my family joined so that all the kids wouldn't be alone. Of note for the upcoming encounters, I took martial arts almost the entire six years we lived there, and all four of the years I knew the little asshole. This kid (I'm just going to call him Will) was a year or two younger than me and had serious anger issues. Spouting death threats as he tried to pummel you kinda anger issues. First big issue I had with him was on a playground. We were playing a variation on tag, as young children are want to do, and Will was it. He got to me as I was crawling through a jungle gym tube with my arms stuck in front of me, and decided that it would be a good idea to smack my ass no lsss than four times. He aould have kept going if I hadn't whipped around and bit him. He decided to yell at me, no words just those wordless yells that children try to make resemble lions or their ilk. He was doing it to try and scare me, so I just did it right back to show that I wasn't afraid and wasn't going to back down and apologize. It would have ended there if a friend (I'll call them Laina) hadn't come over to try and distract him away from me. Will jumped off the playground and started trying to punch Laina, so I got out of the jungle gym as fast as I could to go help. Almost as soon as my feet hit the pavement he turned to me and started trying to punch me. He had no technique so it was easy enough to block, but I wanted to put the kid in his place. Unfortunately, I felt like I needed permission to actually reciprocate the attack, and I firmly believe that if I'd just broken the kid's arm then and there none of the later incidents would have occurred. Anyway, I circled the small playground (still blocking swing after swing from Will) to get my dad's permission to finish the fight. My dad called over to me first, telling me to play nice and how I was doing well not to break the kid's arm. That's what got Will's mom to call him over. Note, this was a small playground, she likely saw and heard everything, and it took threat of harm to her son for her to make him stop. Incident number two was much tamer, because I wasn't willing to deal with Will and his tendencies. We were having a bouncy castle day, which only happened once a year, at sports club. It was less a club and more an attempt to give everyone something like p.e. Anyway, one kid decides to start taunting Will, and he starts spewing threats and trying to beat the kid, who was also trying to fight. I ended up spending the majority of the time we had with the bouncy castle keeping those two from trying to kill each other because if I had left to go get him Will would have seriously hurt the other kid. I ended up lecturing them after class as Will's mother watched. I don't know if it was the fact that I was the oldest kid there or that I'd just successfully pinned the both of them for the greater part of 45 minutes, but nothing like that happened for a while. The final incident involved a friend (I'll call her Jane) and her younger brother (I'll call him John). So it was maybe a year and a half since the last incident, and we were at a nice big park. It had some playground equipment, but the attraction for the older kids were the trees nearby, away from adult supervision and easily turned into little forts. Will came over to me, Jane, and Laina. He seemed to genuinely want to be friends, and it had been long enough that I was willing to give him the benefit of the doubt and let him play with us. I don't know if there was a specific cause or what, but Will decided that he didn't like Jane. He was threatening to kill and eat her, so we told him to leave. He did, all huffy, and we didn't think anything of it. Now Jane, Laina, and I were all somewhere between 13 and 14 with younger siblings around half our age. Jane was supposed to be keeping an eye on her brother, but we'd gotten somewhat distracted and lost track of him. Not wanting to get into trouble, we went out to look for him. We found James being chased by Will through the trees, screaming and crying as he ran past us. I ended up being the one to run Will down first, tackling and pinning him to the ground and Jane and Laina went to catch up with James and bring him to his mother. I was pissed because James was my brother's age, one of my brother's friends, it could easily have been my own brother Will was chasing. I decided that adults had to get involved because if I took care of it I would not have been reasonable. So I dragged Will by the wrists out of the wooded area towards the parents. The whole way, he was insisted that he'd thought James was laughing. When I was close enough for my dad to see us he yelled at me to let Will go. I did, and the parents questioned us separately, which was probably for the best. The thing that still gets me is that, after everyone found out what happened, Will's mother came up to me to try and make amends on behalf of her son. She apologized to me. Not her son, who was standing right behind her, she apologized. Then she tried to continue her speech, and I would have let her if she hadn't segwayed into it with "I know you two are friends. I cut her off and told her, verbatim, "We aren't friends." And she seemed taken aback by it, even upset at me for not being her child's friend. It was like she hadn't seen the things he'd done or things I'd said. He had just chased a child half his age through the woods and I had literally dragged him back to face the consequences and she still seemed apalled that we weren't friends. She sort of went on a rant about how she just wanted to try and make sure that we were still friends but apparently we weren't but she'd just wanted to make sure and yada yada. I tuned most of it out because I was just as angry at her as I was at Will by this point. Both of them stopped showing up to the homeschool group not long after. I don't know if other parents had similar experiences with their children being attacked or if this was enough on it's own, but I'm fairly certain that the core people (my dad among them at the time) in the group told her to leave. Some people, for the safety of others, cannot be tolerated. This kid was one of them.
ngl, I was bullied all of my school life. It was miserable, i have a lot of trauma from it. But I did stop one of my longest running bullies. Jacob bullied me from day one of year 5 in primary school because we met over the holidays and...i refused to date him...no joke... 🙃 I guess its just the "new kid" thing and the ability to say oh yeah i'm dating them. Anyway he punched me, threw me into walls, tripped me up, got the (Very small) class to basically refuse to go near me bar 3 kids who were lovely. We ended up going to the same highschool. I tried asking him to stop. I tried ignoring him. A few weeks in he had a new big group of guys (i assume they played footie together) to follow me around the school grounds at lunch/break and yell insults. I told teachers, they did nothing. It. Went. On. For. YEARS. I snapped in my second year of highschool and started fighting back but i was scared of actually hurting them because..well I was always told hurting people didn't solve problems and that obviously got me labled as weak, not great. In my 4th year of highschool I had enough. The second floor of the highschool has these holes in the floor with a clear glass barricade around them to let light into the lower corridor. If you can tell where this is going, he pissed me off in French class which was on the second floor, right at the end of the corridor next to one of the holes. He'd always been short, like, he just never grew, I grabbed him by the collar, dragged him out of the open class door and lifted him up against the barricade. I told him "if you fucking carry on, I'm going to throw you over this barrier" idk how I got the strength honestly, i'm pretty sickly, I guess I was just so angry. Everyone heard me yelling and pulled me off of him and I got sent to ""the special kid center"" (a hut behind the school for kids with ''issues'' so we dont 'disrupt class') but he never bothered me again. Sadly, the rest of the guys didn't stop :/ got called 'psycho' for the rest of my time in school, it was miserable. But I'll take one less.
Had one softish case of this in Middle School. It was out in the countryside and because the school had a comparatively undeserved reputation in the area, they would occasionally shell out to have someone teach the students martial arts self-defense techniques during gym, usually making those days have a full 1/4 of the students in the building attending the class. I'd already taken martial arts classes myself prior and knew that what the guys were paid to teach was techniques that would mitigate a risk of death, but would require an outside observer to interfere so the student/victim would be freed (in this particular instance, putting your chin down to prevent someone from choking you successfully, but nothing more). Given my knowledge, I would often teach my partner for these days an actual retaliation technique, where you'd not only be avoiding the threat if you react quickly, but would in turn put the person being a threat initially into the position of the threatened. On the day this happened, I was showing my partner how to, instead of simply blocking your throat with your chin, you could grab the wrist of the person attempting to choke you, and depending on your speed either throw them over you judo-style or put them in a standing arm-bar. Well, one moron, let's call him Muke, gets egged on by his bully friends into trying to choke me from behind and get me to call uncle (I waa big, but generally non-violent back then). The moment he starts trying to choke me, I proceed to grab his wrist, duck under his armpit, and put him in a standing arm-bar with my other hand on his elbow before loudly saying "And THIS is what happens when someone knows how to actually retaliate against a choke attempt!" The Principal and Vice-Principal were both in the gym alongside the entirety of our grade, only 100ish people but still a sizable group, and everyone laughed at him, since while I was large, he was objectively bigger on paper. Neither he nor I got into trouble, and I left him with the knowledge that had he not asked to be let go and tried to force his way out, I could've broken his elbow *and* dislocated his shoulder in one further motion. He never bothered me physically again, and good thing he didn't too, cus that guy managed to break at least one limb a year between 8th grade to graduating High School (something he only really managed thanks to No Child Left Behind).
not a bully, but me and this girl were in a long talking stage. This being the first time I’d ever been here, I was way too attached for any reasonable person. When she wanted to go to just friends I vowed revenge like it was some epic betrayal, but since I’m weird in a way I tried to pass her in the valedictorian race which I thought she was winning (we were both top 5). Backfired bc I got burnt out like crazy while she exceeded, wish her nothin but the best now but we haven’t talked since then
Not revenge in a classic way, but I had a girl in my class who hated me, and because of my town being small, we were in the same class together until freshman year of high school. This girl wouldn't ever hit me, but she would do verbal bullying where rumors were spread about me, mean words were exchanged, and I was excluded from everything. One day, she told me she was shocked. I was the first one in our class to get a romantic partner and said, "I guess you really are the most beautiful girl in school." This was before I had come out as trans, but I had learned that day she had a weakness, envy. We ran into each other when I had freshly graduated high school. She started asking questions and doing small talk. I told her about all the things I had accomplished, getting a scholarship for 2 free years of classes at the local college, getting a part-time job, graduating with rewards for high grades, ect and she looked pissed. The look on her face was priceless when she realized I was doing much better than she was. Sometimes, the best revenge is a life well lived.
@@SkyFIoatOfTheFloatingSkies aint no way you went onto a video you hate just complain about it all while fully knowing that you had a choice not to go on Imao the clownery is immaculate today 🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡 troll account spotted
When I was in high school there was this girl in the upper grade who relentlessly snarked at me and it only got worse over time. I did not let it go unchallenged, I snarked back. I never did anything to her to deserve this treatment at the start so I felt I had every right to defend myself. I didn’t even know her. We didn’t talk at all previous to her starting the insults. Then one day at the local pool, she and her friends came up to me-all older girls in a group. They came up to me and said a bunch of nasty things about me and laughed at me. I had never talked to the majority of them so they had no reason. I stood there, saying nothing but clearly angry as they took turns insulting me. I knew it was at her direction as she was clearly leading them. I smiled, like a shark entertaining my dinner and said with a sneer-“you’ll regret this, I promise you.” And then I walked away, got my stuff and left. She had this weasel of a boyfriend that she had been with for two years and it was serious on her part. On his-he was still hitting on girls and hoping one would be take him up on it. Sometimes he was able to cheat on the side without her knowing. So I went home and dolled up and went to find him. He was attracted to me and made that known to me. The feeling was NOT mutual. I had always blown him off because why the hell would I want that? He was terrible. He was absolutely thrilled when I came up to him and asked him if he wanted to hang. He said yes and smiled like he was so excited. He spent the next three days with me (it was summer break) and I kept him hanging on like a puppy on a string but making him wait to touch me. Little did he know it was never going to happen. I did kiss him because otherwise he would have bailed. He needed hope, and he was getting little else off me. I asked him to take me downtown where the teens all drive around and hung out-knowing she would be there looking for him. He wasn’t answering her calls. We pulled into the gas station and I hopped out to get a drink and she was hot on our tail following his truck with her friend me in tow. He put his hand over his face because she ran up yelling and upset like “where have you been? Why are you with HER???” Just losing her sh-t completely. Hurt, angry etc. I smiled at her cattily and said “it’s ok Heather, I’m aaaaalllll done with him now. You can have him back now. I told you not to fuq with me. Then I pointed at her friends and said “keep it up and you’re NEXT b-tches.” Three different mouths just hung open in shock and I laughed as I walked into the station. I waited until they all left and then went out until another friend pulled in and I hopped in her car and left. I never had another issue with any of them after that. They stayed away from me 😂. Am I a hero for this? Clearly not. Do I care? Nope. Several people got lessons learned that they needed to learn that day and I have zero regrets. I’m with Taylor on the Antihero movement 😂. I like to think of it as not taking other people’s sh-t without consequences. My boundaries/consequences hit HARD 😉
Story: Grade 3: got pushed down stairs or sum Grade 4: getting bullied outside at lunch or snack Grade 5: just pain, no bullying Grade 6: Bully + Racist, im autistic btw so for all of these i fought back (i got in trouble instead of them to) Grade 7: girls just harrasing me, and threw my binder in the garbage and reacted furiously 'WHAT THE F**K', went to office. Grade 8: more harrasement (I read a manual on how to not get in trouble) Thats all folks. Pain level: T*rture level
thats me accept i got physically abused and verbally and emotionally from grade 1 to to grade 7 all while having no friends and still being bullied not physically up untill after grade 7 i did have a friend after grade 7 but verbally and online all untill my final year of highschol
I actually saw two kids snapping at the same time and it was GLORIOUS. In my elementary school there was this small and slim boy, let's call him A, who had really long hair. The "big guys" of the class would always mock him, saying that he's a girl, a son of a b*tch, that his family would hate him for being so weak (mind you, mom died, dad left, he lived with his uncle, it was rough). This shit went on for almost the WHOLE year, more and more violent, and he wouldn't react at all, staying in a corner and just letting them say whatever they wanted. This girl, let's call her B, was also bullied and was obviously disgusted at the bullies' behavior, but too scared to act. She tried to tell the teacher and I joined her - nothing came out of it. But one day, a kid shoved A pretty brutally and smacked him on the ground. B saw it, and I swear, she ran head-on and kicked one of the guys in the balls and punched another. The thing is, she was very tiny, and they quickly grabbed her to hit her. That's when A absolutely SNAPPED. Seeing a bullied kid being hit is another thing than being bullied yourself. Dude just grabbed a guy by the neck and pushed him pretty hard, kicked him in the face, looked at the others, and screamed "you want it too?!", something along the lines, it was years ago. He warned them over and over to never try this again. The bullying mostly stopped. Well, they became good friends, got punished for this fight (bruh), and I think they're now roommates from what I've heard, we're in our 20s. A is actually a really nice and clever guy, good at fighting (his uncle would teach him) but wouldn't use it because at the time he was too tired. They were really badass tho. I regret so much not doing enough about their bullying in elementary school. I knew it was bad for them, but I was so scared. They never resented me tho. There were times when I snapped too, but I thought mines were way less interesting, A and B deserve all the best in the world.
That first story was personal. I remember my dad tried to POISON my moms dog because "he didn't like her" and "she's too messy". I was only like four at the time when he tried and tried and I have some fond memories of the dog, but what's important is that this dog was precious, wouldn't hurt a fly. Everyone liked her except my dad. I remember walking outside and seeing her lay in the yard dead. My mom just told me she was "sleeping" and I never thought about it until a few years later when I realized what happened. I hate my dad.
At the hellhole known as my middle school, my older cousin only got into one fight. She only needed one…and the front office *almost* needed a new window. The girl that was bullying her ended up being okay physically, but let’s say my cuz and her younger brother never had a problem with bullies after that.
I was bullied through out my entire life in school, some not so bad some just down right evil but one I remember at the moment where they immediately got revenge was in 3rd grade, I had a girl in my class who let’s call Maddy was always mean to me saying I was clumsy for always falling, saying that no one liked me, I was stupid or that I talked weird. For some context, I have a learning disability and in elementary school I had to go speech therapy and resource room to help me with my class work and my speech, well we were outside the class room with our reading binders waiting to go read outside cause it was nice out and Maddy decided to bug me while in line, it started out with the usual name calling then escalated into straight up verbal abuse and I tried to ignore it as best I could, then Maddy turned towards me gets right in my face and calls me the r slur. Having been called that before by teachers and kids alike in that school and having enough of her bullshit I pushed her hard onto the ground kicked her and then slammed my thick reading binder as hard on her face as possible all the while screaming at her not to call me that. My teacher pulled me aside and both me and Maddy went to the principal office, I told the principal what happened and she had Maddy move classes so she wouldn’t bother me, got a call home and wasn’t allowed to go on any field trips for the rest of the year and I didn’t even get a single call to my parents about what happened. She never bothered me again, however the bullying only got worse when I was at that school until I moved in 7th grade to a different school so a somewhat happy ending.
Okay so reading over your little story here I have to say you got some guts there. I don't have that level of courage to literally do what you did so well on you!
@@mizu_the_floatzel thank you, that means a lot cause ever other time I told on a bully nothing got done about so there’s literally only so much a bullied kid can do in that situation. God I hate the zero tolerance policy schools have now and days.
I remember when I was little around 4th grade, I was a new kid in the school so I was showed around the school. Then as we were heading from the playground to the classroom a dude with his gang of friends decided to attempt to bully me. What they did was try to get both my pants and underwear down for no reason at all. The thing is that was right in front of my teacher and she did freaking nothing, just stood there I told her what happened she did not even care. I guess since the class I entered was this elite type of class or smt. So everyone was supposed to be perfect in it. My mother since she had a couple of connections got to the principle and attempted to tell her what happened and punish those people. She also did not care… That was until one girl just got outside of the school minority harrassed(nothing major) that the principal actually did something. And that dude eventually got expelled. After that his gang of friends quickly tried to actually apologise with me just accepting their apologies because after all I am not that powerful myself either way. Bygones could be bygones after all. I also have a second story. That one was when this spoiled dude kinda attempted to pretend that I tore his pants, that was in 6th grade when he literally tore his own pants using my chair. You see I was sitting in this narrow part of the classroom and it would had been easy to say I did it. After he did that he tried to frame me. At that point he eventually told his mom that it FREAKING THREW the chair at him. There was a parent meeting incoming which he most likely wanted to use to get me expelled or something, we just do not like each other that much. Eventually my mom called me at my dad while the parent meeting happened. You see his mom was arguing my mom because she thought I threw the chair at him. After telling her my point she eventually apologised and scolded her son or the bully. After scolding him we agreed on what I would call a truce simply just no talking to each other anymore. Didn’t stop him from trying to be pain in the but though until the end of summer. I wish I could had just thrown a punch and broke his nose but even that satisfies me. And the thing is he has no reason for his aggression, I bet he was aggressive because his parents were somewhat famous and thought he would not be remembered no matter what he did or other.
I got bullied very badly by two girls in jr. high in the 1980a, both physically and verbally with insults and shoves and tripping me and stuff. I had several classes with them so I was harassed every day, many times a day. My parents tried everything: talking to the school, the girls' parents, to my teachers, etc. Obviously nothing helped. It got to the point where my hair had started to fall out from the stress and I had no idea what to do, I was desperate for it to stop. I was 13 and though about un-aliving myself. One day in math class one of them either tripped me or knocked my books out of my hands, don't remember which, and I just flipped out and yelled that I was sick of them messing with me and if they wanted a fight then fine, I would fight them for real and to meet me at the local movie theater that night to fight. In my town that movie theater was THE hangout for kids back then and fights often happened there. Math teacher did not appreciate the outburst and gave me lunch detention. I went home in tears and told my mom what I did and that I was worried about getting beat up badly but at that point I was just hoping if they did kick my ass big time in front of everyone that would be the end of it and maybe it would stop. My mom was like, "Alright, take your older sister with you, they're not going to gang up on you two on one, so she'll fight with you." My sister was a high school jock, she was fast and strong, a soccer and softball player and mean as hell when she fought, so that made me feel a little better. I was still really nervous when we drove up to the movie theater and there was already a group of kids from my school waiting to see this fight. My sister and I waited outside the theater for my two bullies to show up. And we waited and waited and waited and they never showed up. My older sister started shit talking the bullies to the other teens who were mad there wasn't any fight to witness, calling them cowards and every other name she could think of. The disappointed spectators also started shit talking those girls. Next day at school I didn't even have to say anything, which I wouldn't have because I was still scared of these girls, but the school gossip mill had taken care of it and everyone was talking about how those two girls were full of crap b/c they felt fine bullying me in school but when I called them out for a real fight off grounds they bailed. So I guess that embarrassed them or something because they literally stopped messing with me after that, even ignoring me entirely which was such a relief. I still transferred to a new school at the end of that year because of the harassment and lack of support from school administration.
Story 1 reminds me of the time when my neighbor recently tried hit my German shepherd with a rake. His excuse was your "dog bit my dog." That is what he told my dad when he came outside, which started an argument. When my mom came outside and when she heard what happened, she was livid. She then told the neighbor "I know your landlord and I will fu#k you up if you do anything like this again." Or something along those lines. When she was telling me and my twin brother about this, she told us "you don't mess with my dogs or my kids." What a great breakfast we had that morning.
When I was little I finally decided to fight back one of my bullies. Yeah, I was crying on the ground after not even 5 seconds so we learn from our mistakes lmao
I was on crutches for quite a while in high school. I had problems with my muscles. Anyway, this kid decided it would be fun to kick one of my crutches out from under me. The first few times, he just sort of 'swung and missed haha' then, he swung and actually kicked my crutch out as I was walking. I turned around and whacked him with the crutch around the leg. He went running to a teacher. The teacher immediately responded, 'What did you do to her?' I had a reputation for never doing anything. I had been bullied for so many years and hardly ever complained. It bothered me a lot, but I didn't complain because I had learned that no one actually did anything. It worked for me in this case. Neither of us got punished and he was told to learn his lesson.
For what it’s worth, I don’t at all think you’re too soft. In fact, one of the reasons I enjoy your content as much as I do is that I think you have a nuanced and humanitarian perspective, which I find quite admirable. You have a very good sense of right and wrong, and that shows not just in your commentary, which is usually nuanced and well considered, but in the respect and compassion with which you regard the stories of the posts you narrate. At the end of the day, I agree- I’m all for someone getting back at a bully in order to end the mistreatment even if that may require violence at times, but ultimately the response has to be proportional, lest one risk becoming a bully themselves. Honestly I’m not much for revenge in general- responding in force to protect oneself or do what’s right is one thing, but I just feel like revenge almost always exceeds that and is more about wounded pride and getting the last word. To treat a wrongdoing as something that just needs to be addressed and shut down is one thing (which I’m all for in fact!), but to treat it as open license to do whatever one wants or unleash the pent up feelings from the incident isn’t justice. I just can’t help think that there’s a reason people say revenge is a fool’s errand. That, and I just don’t think that violence ought be the first thing we look to in order to resolve our troubles, because it’s all too easy for it to get out of control, and for people to go too far in a way that can’t be taken back. Personally I’ve always felt the way people talk about and interact with those they don’t like (even when they’re justified in disliking that person) is massively telling of their character, because sure, they’re in the right to be upset now, but that doesn’t mean any possible response is justified, and if someone is willing to speak cruelly of someone they’re upset with now, or be excessively violent towards them, who’s to say some day I won’t upset them and that they’d not treat me that way, knowing that they do think that kind of treatment is acceptable. I don’t think that’s necessarily true in this specific case, but in general if I come by someone who’s really caught up in seeking revenge I am inclined to regard them with a lot more caution and not be as close or open, lest they someday decide I’ve done wrong by them and that’s how they want to handle it. Plus I just think there are some things which, no matter how wrong the other party is, are never justified. Like using a slur for example- even if the other person is truly an arsehole, we can acknowledge that without having to resort to such low blows and personal attacks. Mind, I don’t think any of this is particularly serious in this story, especially as the OOP was a kid at the time, but just that the idea bears consideration when thinking about revenge and what’s truly justified.
Important information regarding Story 1. When it comes to rat poison ingestion Vitamin K helps reverse the effect, but always seek a hospital’s ICU for treatment. Activated charcoal also assists in absorbing the remaining poison.
I think it's best to respond early rather than allowing the bullying to continue for several incidents. I used to get punched on the bicep by a younger guy until I kicked him on his shinbone. You all know how that hurts. It stopped his bad habit. That's all it was, not bullying but just a bad habit.
on the subject of the armed forces, they have some of the HIGHEST rates of SA and other forms of abuse. it is a system DESIGNED to encourage abuse to anyone deemed “less than” you.
It's completely unnecessary. War isn't violent and horrific like they show in the movies. It's actually highly diplomatic and friendly. There's no reason to condition soldiers that way.
There were 6 pretty vicious bullies that targeted me in my high school. 2 of them ended up in prison there was no redeeming them. 2 of them i ended up getting in fights with and apparently prison rules apply because they left me alone after that. The other 2 had really shitty home lives. I would strategically start conversations with them when there werent any other kids around. When they werent trying to look cool in front of their friends they were actually not bad people. Once I did that, and showed some interest in their lives we actually became friendly. They actually stopped picking on other kids after I talked to them about it. Every single jock at school was a bullying piece of shit but most of them left me alone for some reason. I was the second fastest runner in school but I never joined any after school sports but maybe that earned me some respect? I dont know.
The school bully at my school was always the center of all the drama. I stayed out of it, then the bully tried to go after me. I hit back and the bully never tried anything with me again (still was the center of drama though)
I confronted my bully. He would always be mean and a jerk to me. And then I I literally stood up to him and yelled I won’t stop until you stop bullying me. The shcool hardly did anything, but I stopped him more than the school did.
12:10 TW: Mentions of SA(?), Suicide, ED (? Briefly), bullying. I don't have a story but I do have to agree with the statement "How can you stop it otherwise?" When I was in 6th grade, there was this 8th grade boy named Landon. He was 16 and he had been held back multiple times, hence why he's 16 and still in 8th grade. The 6th and 8th graders shared the same PE because there were less of us and more 7th graders. Landon was very sexual, he would talk to me and my friends. He made a list of people he wanted to 'throw-back fuck' and my name (along with my friends) was on there 3 times. He also asked me if I was a virgin and touched my friends and even my twin brother. He would say things about my body "You're fat!" and I had been going through a very self conscious phase, so I took anything about my body to heart. Even though I was healthy and Landon weighed more and was bigger all together than me. I did some dumb decisions and lost weight, in which he commented on "I thought you were fat but you're actually skinny." I reported his behavior to both coaches and even the principal, but none of them did anything. I would cry about Landon and I felt scared going to PE every single day because I was scared of him. I told my mom, and she was pissed, She called the school and another woman talked to her and I was informed that Landon had been doing this for years to 6th and 7th graders, and he was only getting held back since he wanted to mess with younger and more innocent children. Landon's mom was messaging this woman, and this woman did not give my name away (I love her for that) and Landon's mom was demanding she does and that 'her son would never do anything like that and she's just lying' talking about me. I was scared but I went to school the next day, and I can't fully remember but Landon either wasn't there or didn't mess with me that day. I want to make it clear that the coaches nor principal did anything, because days later he was still in the same PE as us. Multiple girls that year had told them, there was proof and others backing up girls who were brave enough to say anything. The only times he only got into a 'little trouble' if you can even call it that or we had someone a 'little concerned' was 3 instances: 1. He was talking about sex to us again, and he got pulled aside by the male coach who said "I know you wanna talk about that, but they're younger, so don't do that' and nothing else. 2. Me and other girls told the female coach (not even the 1st time) about Landon again and she told us to go more in depth about it, she told the male coach, who called Landon over. Nothing happened. 3. My friend (won't give her name) told the principal who didn't do anything but switch HER schedule and not his, even though MULTIPLE girls had told her, and she was a female principal, I mean, I'd think she would understand a little. Nothing happened to him STILL. They say they don't want bullying, but this had already gone far past just bullying, and multiple girls had said things to multiple people and nobody did anything to help us. I moved to a different state after the school year, not because of Landon, I just moved back and forth between 2 states. I have a chance to move back, but if I see him again, I don't even care, I'm going to beat the crap out of him. I'm in 7th grade now, so this didn't happen years ago, this happened not even a year ago. He scarred plenty of girls (and boys even) because of his selfish self and he made girls do bad things to themselves because he liked to mess with us. I lost months of my life being so worried about how I looked because of him (there were other reasons of course, but he was one of the key reasons). I thought about unaliving myself because of him, and I'm sure if I did it, he would just laugh and have nothing done to him. I hate you, Landon. I hope you know you are a piece of crap.
“They say they don’t want bullying” Oh no, that is exactly what they wanted, judging by your story. And that is not surprising, being a teacher/principal gives you a lot of control, so no wonder like half of them are psychopaths or narcissists.
@@A-12-1-14 Sadly. It's not even safe at school, and I really do want to learn. I wish they would actually do things to help us, but what they 'do' is exact why there are so many school related suicides, because I would have been one of them if I hadn't had my best friend. This isn't even my only story, and that's sad. Maybe one day, I still love the place. Just wish we didn't need to worry about bullying.
My daughter has been frequently bullied at school. She’s in the fourth grade by much older kid. He is 12 he was held back because of moving so he was in the same grade as my daughter so one day after he punched her after a petty thing the next day she decided to annoy him so much. He started to call her names, the bad bad stuff, she smiles at him and starts skipping towards the vice principal and says in the most bullied voice ever I’m not sure how you’re going to interpret this, but says he called me these names she did not get blames for it at all
this annoying kid picked on me at the very beginning of 6th grade, so i started a rumor that he had a crush on a young teacher there. it spread like wildfire around the entire grade and most of the teachers to the point where they were spreading it too. that rumor haunted him everywhere he went, every day, for the rest of the school year. he doesn't mess with me anymore. =)
Nope. OK Sparky, it's lesson time. The US Navy is anywhere but a respectful and "generally not being a garbage person" place. I served 10 years (9y9m). I got screwed over more ways than i can count, by more people I've forgotten than you've been friends with, much less those I remember. I didn't re-up on my enlistment because I had one too many leaders with utterly zero integrity. Here's the straw that broke the camel's back. My last duty station was a place out of Norfolk that manages communication for the navy for about half the planet. Worked out of a TS space with lots of ... let's say "poorly planned" interfaces for communication. In this space we had a TS safe. It contained something like a thousand items that needed to be inventoried daily. It was a tedious, lengthy task that no one wanted. Done properly it added an extra hour and a half to already 12 hour shifts. (As a reminder, TS material could cause grave damage to nat'l security if leaked, so doing this right was kinda a big deal.) Well, people would gundeck the log. That is to say they would BS their way through to get it done faster, check boxes without really looking. I didn't and it ticked everyone off. After one round of trying to fix it my supervisor (a first class petty officer, for those in the know) started getting complaints again so pulled me into his office to "address it." I told him that jackasses just wanted to keep gundecking the log and I wasn't playing that game. He got mad and told me "PO2, there's 3 ways safe is done here. The right way, the wrong way, and the way we do it down here." My response was that " I will not sign off on TS material I am not 100% confident is there." His response was "then just don't." I was removed from inventory rotation and didn't touch that safe for the last 6 months I was there. I refused to help open it for two person integrity, I refused to learn the codes for it. I didn't re-enlist. I'd wish to say this was an outlier of the kind of folks I met in the Navy. It's not. I can name 10 bad leaders off the top of my head. I can name 3 good ones. I'm not saying anyone should hate on sailors, but that uniform doesn't mean shit. They're just people. Usually poorly educated people who are being taken advantage of. And people in that state tend to become bitter and unkind. I certainly did. I've been working on fixing the mental, physical, and emotional damage I sustained. And on being kinder. So far as I know that command has been torn down and rebuilt. I pray they fixed their procedures, because their insider threat risk was through the roof. But I hope at least some starry eyed teenybopper reads this and realizes the navy is good for one thing- 4 years service for a GI bill. Then? Bail ASAP.
When I was a middle schooler I remember I was saving a king size snickers to eat at home that a teacher had given me, near the end of the day as we’re heading for our buses home a kid with a bad reputation stole my candy bar and sprinted away, however I’m sure he wasn’t thinking that was going to chase after him and almost as soon as it started the school police officer stopped us and asked what’s going on to which I told him he stole from me. The kid said as he begrudgingly gave it back “It’s just a candy bar bro 🙄” to which I responded “Then why did u steal it?” Never had a problem with him before, I’m sure he just saw an opportunity and thought I could be just another victim of his
So I actually have a decent story. This is from when I was actually in middle school. At a school for kids with special needs.. So we're just start. I had a bully. His name was Chris. He were targeting me because I was a gentle person who didn't like to get violent. I was against it. I was more of a quiet, chill, peaceful kid. Who wasn't that violent. So this happened around 2001 My grandfather just passed away in August. I was a little bit upset so I had to go for grief counseling for a few weeks to recover from the loss of my grandfather. Me I was still a little upset but Chris he thought it was fun to target me. Now a little bit of a quick back story. My family inheritage on my dad's side is polish descent and were Holocaust survivors. Just a quick cap on my family. So anyway Chris knowing about my family targets me and saying all that torture that the Germans did to your grandfather finally caught up to him. Instantly regretted his life decisions saying that to a kid who just lost his grandfather to a health condition. Just say because I wasn't a violent kid . so instead I used my lungs. I let out a powerful wailing cry so loud that I think I might have damaged his eardrums. The teachers had to pull them out of the room and try to calm me down. Eventually I did and I had the biggest grin on my face because I made a kid loses hearing for a bit. After that day, everyone in this school didn't really like Chris after he targeted a kid whose family lost the family member to natural causes not an aftermath of war. TLDR - kid name chris targeted me because I was a softy. Use the death of my grandfather to upset me instantly. Regretted it. Me crying real loud to the point that I might have damaged his eardrums. Additional information : before you ask I'm on the autism spectrum and I'm using audio typing. So please if you're going to give me grammar lectures please be respectable with people with disabilities okay
Been there, done that. When I was in 5/6 grade, there was an older guy (older as in, he was probably close to 15 years old, 5/6 grade in my country is 10/11 years old) who would bully a lot of people. Male, female, inside the class, outside, doesn't matter. To the guys, he'd be throwing punches. To the girls, the bullying was more sexual, like pretending to perform certain sex acts. He had favorite people to target, me included. One day, he decided to target me in class. He'd done that previously, holding my arms on my back and twisting it as hard as possible. Well, that day, I slapped him as hard as I could. Mind you, I was quite short, still am, so I could barely reach his face, so the "hard as I could" was probably not thaaaat hard. Well, darling dearest kicked me in a leg, three times. Luckily it didn't break, but even today, almost two decades later, you can notice that there's something weird with that leg. The aftermath? We got called in the principal office, had to make peace and kiss each other on the cheek. Which, ew. However, he didn't mess up with me again, and later actually moved away from the place. Also, no one did anything against him ever, as his family, teachers, school staff were also afraid of him.
Only one i got is from middle school back in the early 90s Had a classmate who would always punch me in my left arm when he walked past. Well i always used to use mechanical pencils. The ones i used had a metal tip about a quarter inch long. Fed up with the punching the arm, i held my pencil with the tip pointing out and hid it under my right hand while holding my left arm. The pencil was concealed and stuck up under the sleeve of my shirt. He walked by and punched right on the tip of pencil. Teacher called up. I said i was holding my pencil and guess he bumped into it. Teacher dropped it and guy never tried it again.
I ignored my bully for years after after, she would follow me around school, put self inflicted injuries and lie saying me or my friends did it or lie to make me give her my books only to have them returned smelling bad I worked in Primark and she would follow me around work sometimes wanting to "talk" email my mother to get me to talk and to see if my mom would teach her to drive Few years ago she slipped and fell, fracturing her ankle... She died a week later but not sure if iys related
For the second one, if nobody else likes them, and they don't have friends to agree with them? What does it do for you, it sure ain't gonna make people like you more!
For me it’s not really too big but a group of girls at my school would make fun of me for stuff like liking fnaf or drawing anime characters. fast foreword a year, I have new friends that are about a year older than me, turns out one of them is the sister of one of the girls. I told friend about it, she calls their mom. The mom the mom says something angrily, hangs up, calls the girl (who happened to be nearby). The girl comes over a few minutes later to yell at my friend for getting her in trouble. (Less entertaining one, there were these boys who would bark at me and my friends(we’re all alt or queer) or throw food at us, so I found every. Single. One. Of their parents, and told the vice principal, most of them didn’t show up for school for over a week.)
Guy purposefully threw a football at me when I wasn't looking so my head slammed into the brick wall. My dad told me do something back next time. A week later we're sitting in class and he stuck his arm back in my face. I hit him in the head with a heavy textbook. I got suspended, my dad got me Icecream and no one really ever messed with me again. He was a huge quarterback and I was a very small girl
Ok so the video and most the comments are about big revenge for big bullies. But I got a silly petty one. It’s not about a bully per se but she was far from nice. In dining hall at my college one night I was getting dinner. I just put my plate down and I realized I forgot a fork so I went to get one. And there was a short line not that long but still like 3 or 4 people in the pizza line and they were standing right in the fork. It’s pretty common in my school to just step between the line to get a fork. As I was reaching for the fork I forgot the word for excuse me so I said “sorry”. I grabbed the fork in less than a second. For some reason this really angered this girl. She turned to me and crossed her arms and snapped at me “Sorry, sorry for what” very rudely making fun of me while staring me down, I quietly said “I just wanted a fork” and muttered something about being confused. She kept on repeating the sorry thing and I forgot what she said but she was just being rude. Her friends joined and they were starring me down. I decided to just go back to my table. And as I sat there alone I was simmering in regret for not coming up with some kind of great comeback, for only like 5 seconds before I realized I also forgot to get a drink. So I stood up and went to get a drink. Once I get there I didn’t have to turn my head to notice the girl tahts was rude to me earlier was in line right after me. And trust me I took my sweet time getting a water from that soda machine my hands never moved so slowly in my life.
So some backstory: I got bullied into attempted suicide at my first high school so I had to move to a second one gets bullied still despite moving schools, I finally have enough of like 2 months of being hit in that school so when a kid grabbed my ass because I was gay I gave him some punches (I was 13 so imagine those awkward fights that happened) then I started to stand up to my bullies and the assault got worse, I would get sucker punched in the stomach and winded at least once a day. I still have no regrets
Hey I have a story if anyone wants to read it but if not skip to the end if you even want to read this comment thanks so the story starts off "I had this bully back in elementary and some still now but that's besides the point anyways this one girl wss billing me like normal and pushed me as hard as she could into a metal pole that we had on the playground I got a big bruise on my forehead right next to a big cut on my forehead because of a extremely sharp piece of metal that was hanging off of the pole and after I turned around holding me head to stop the bleeding I swing at at and got a very good punch to her face the next day I showed up to school with a bandage over my forehead and she showed up with a ice pack that was taped to her nose and eye because it was still swollen and red and black her and her friends never messed with me again😂" anyways love the videos keep up the good work!
Last Story. I don't know how it was in the UK Navy, I was in the US Navy. Navy Recruits were in Boot Camp, not on ships. But you would occasionally run into A-Holes. They didn't last long though. What I learned was never take anything too personally. And that everyone, especially them, eventually needs a favor. And if you have a 1) witness of higher rank than them that will back you up; or 2) two witnesses of equal rank to them that will back you up, your story will be believed over theirs. Like I said, eventually everyone needs a favor.
Dumb question. Because I've seen this all the time. This looks fun - the video. I'd love to try to learn the minecraft jumping stuff. Where do I get to try this? Hahaha
This is about a plan I had that I luckily didn't end up needing but here it is; I had gotten bullied pretty badly in high school ( to the point of contemplating offing myself) so anyway I had a 4 d cell Maglight tin my backpack (I was always the weird kid that carried a 2 d cell maglight in their pocket) so no one ever thought about it in case I had to defend myself.
So, uh, the eyedrops can legitimately kill someone... there's a very very recent case of someone on trial for murder using eyedrops. Anyone looking for "revenge," please don't resort to using poison or anything potentially deadly... that makes you worse than the bully.
Rocky looked like he just fought Apollo after that punch. And yeah, you’re pretty soft but you’re a nice guy Canadian so I don’t know why people don’t expect that
I got one, this was at work and it's a simple hospital environment and sometimes there are bad days and good days but this was a legendary bad day, the entire shift started bad and got worse within an hour, half way through asshole Duncan starts to take his anger out on people, some of his loyal parasite of a friends join in and in time target me, near finishing time i was at my very limit and snapped, I won't say what I did because it's something I'm not proud of and it's something I should openly say, but I put pure terror into them (I was pretty short and weak at the time so generally not intimidated at all) the next day it had gone around what had happened and was generally worried about being fired or arrested but instead I was shown respect and was treated as an equal, Duncan still was an asshole but he was far more reserved and generally kept me out of arms reach right up until he finally left I don't recommend doing what I did and there are plenty of other options that would have been better
Unrelated to story 11.. but similarly a rating system.. was a story my mom told me that happened to her. She was in high school and was walking by and these high schoolers were doing the rating system and they held up an 8 when she walked by.... She told me she felt really good about it so yeah.. that has to be incredibly motivating to someone with esteem and anxiety.. I kinda like that story though I don't know all that many details on it.. It's not something that got brought up a lot and I don't' feel it's right to confirm for exact details... Just the basic idea and her feelings on it
Lots of people are indoctrinated in a strict no fighting policy, but have no rules about bullying. Stupid when you consider that a lot of the fighting is a result or an escalation of bullying..
Well they invariably _do_ have rules against bullying. They just don’t enforce them adequately.
Reminds me of another Reddit thread where the bullied kid just WRECKS the bully, later saying, “If I’m getting suspended for defending myself, ima get my money’s worth”
Revenge is the only language bullies speak, if you want them to stop, you have to make them stop
What sucks most about school bullies and their actions is that when the victim finally has enough and fights back, they get in trouble and not the bully. The adults in the school know what’s going on and choose to ignore it.
Only those has who been bullied at least one time can understand feeling of the person who is bully and that only revenge or violance on them will work to make them stop, people who say otherwise don"t know sh it about the victim feeling, or maybe they was in the team of those who bully and fear that all victim do like us and destroy them back
That’s because teachers and principals are psychopaths. You can’t change my mind. I mean, just observe them: they don’t have an ounce of empathy, are hungry for control and seem to enjoy when kids are suffering, how is that not psychopathy?
I've been bullied 5 YEARS IN A ROW AND AND WAS THE ONE IN TROUBLE, THATS HOW BAD SCHOOL SYSTEMS ARE
US education system in a nutshell
Parents : WHY DID YOU LET THE BULLY BEAT UP MY SON.
Principal: no the real question is why did you re son beat up TEN KIDS WITH HIS BAREFISTS
parents: NO NO NO MY SON DID NOTHING WRONG YOU JUST KEEP LETTING BULLIES BEAT UP KIDS AND YOU THINK ITS SMART TO SUSPEND A BULLIED KID FOR WEEKS OR EXPELLED THE-
I HAD IT WITH THE STUPID SYSTEM OF YOUR STUPID SCHOOL YOU JUST DONT CARE THATS IT?!
Principal being frightened: w-w will I
Parents : YOU AND YOU RE TEACHERS SHOULD GET FIRED FROM LETTING MEAN KIDS BEATING UP OR MOCKING OTHER KIDS AND MAKING THEM DEPPRESSED WHAT IS IT WITH YOU ADUUUUUUULTS
Principal OK WE ARE GOING TO-
Parents: NO I DON’T TO WANT TO HEAR THOSE FAKE CROCODILES TEARS FROM YOU SIR YOU BECAUSE MY WIFE IS A WELL PAYED LAWYER AND SHE CAN SUE ANYONE WHO MESS IS MY SON SO what we are saying is WE ARE GOING TO CALL THE SCHOOL ADMINISTRATORS ABOUT THIS SYSTEM OF YOURS END OF CONVERSATION!
I hope you don't take people calling you "soft" too much to heart. The reason I listen to this channel over other ones that read reddit posts is because I enjoy your commentary and personality. It's really nice to have a voice that's so even-handed and friendly, it's a bit of humanity that I find really pleasant
School never cared for bullying, it was always the same "we are going to talk with them", just bs. I snapped when she started trash talking my best friend, who wasnt my friends as i thought she was... but anyways, i snapped, i started pulling her hair and cussing her out, at the end, i kick her and thats it, she told the school and because of that, school punished ME instead of her for being so insane to the point of having me to snap.
yea at that point you should file a complaint
There's this very interesting concept in Game theory ( actual like War studies, not the channel) called the tit for tat strategy. overly simplifying, if you never attack, or are attacked and never hit back, you are seen as a pushover, if you just attack at every opportunity, you are seen as a bully, and so the optimal ish strategy is to be nice until someone hits you. then hit back with reasonable force, if not a bit overboard. most attackers will be detracted, you will not look weak, but still be seen as merciful, especially if you then just act like nothing happened and straight up treat them nicely the next time. this is a gross simplification, so go look up game theory and escalation later, it's actually fascinating.
In Matpats last video he talks about it Lmao
Violence is not the answer
Its a question
the answer is yes.
YES
MWAHAHAHAHAHA
I agree!
good man.
also like your pfp
*ingenius*
So as much as people like parents and teachers go on about turning the other cheek, just ignore them, blah blah blah the only time I've personally had bullies stop is when A) I retaliated physically, B) did a feat of strength or C) [and this is the funny one] pulled a hot pan right out of the over with no mitts in home ec, all of which made people fear me. So imo fear is the best way to make people stop fucking with you.
Depend on everyone, personaly i was the type to do like i didn't hear until 1 day the bully said something about someone from my family then i went on a rampage seen black and i remember asking people what happen coz i saw black and remember nothing, after that i've never been bullied again, even earn the alias Pitbull🤣
Here’s the thing. Don’t wanna lose teeth? Don’t want to get wounded or hurt so badly your parents can’t afford it because you decided to be terrible to someone? Then don’t do it. Simple as that. You shouldn’t bully anyway but I never feel bad for these people when they get what they earned. And I’m very soft too, I was bullied badly and never fought back because I knew that I’d also be in trouble if I did something. I always get a big smile on my face when I hear or see revenge take place like what happens in these stories.
My senior year of high school, a junior decided to spend 3/4 of the year harassing me. Last day before spring break, he decides to escalate by coming up to me in the lunch line and humping my leg in front of everyone. A girl I was friends with tells him to back off (I was 6'4" and generally assumed to be an ogre because . . . y'know, I'm not sure why people thought that of me at the time, but it was enough that I wasn't going to react) he shoves her into a table. I proceeded to grab the front of his sweater and lift him off the ground with one arm while offering the other one to the girl he shoved. Almost got suspended based on the word of a teacher who saw the entire thing and only cared once I bothered to react (for the record, because he went after someone who wasn't me) and only got off because the lunch ladies all vouched for me and swore that the entire faculty would never eat a saliva-free meal again if I got punished for what happened.
Those lunch lady’s have morals. Good for them, and screw them for even thinking about punishing you
That’s, uhm, that’s sexual assault
Lunch ladies are the best. :)
@@carbs_r_delish yea we the guy who did that can go to jail
Not my story, but I was kind of involved in it.
I was a new instructor in the martial arts program I had been training in for 2 years by that point (it has been 15 years since then). There was a little girl in the class I trained in, a sweet girl who I would end up teaching and training quite a bit. By the time of the story, she had been in the class for a few sessions, so she had the basics down.
Then she started showing up with injuries. They were nothing too severe - mostly scrapes and bruises - but it still looked bad. For the record, the program has quite the reputation for maintaining safety as we drill martial arts and self-defense into students, both children and adults, so no, none of her injuries were from our class. As I quickly learned, there was a new boy in her class, and this boy was rather vicious, and apparently, he chose to target her for tormenting.
It was rough seeing her come in with quite possibly new injuries every week (it was a weekly class for kids), but there was not really anything I could do. I could not track down this new boy, I could not intervene at her school, I could not really do any usual thing that would help her. Then one day, I saw her at the park. As kind of expected by this point, she had some new scrapes (no bruises as far as I could tell this time). We were the only ones there at this time. Something in me compelled me to think, "You know, maybe there is something you can do to help her."
And what did I do? I gave her some lessons that are not really taught in the program. No, there was nothing nefarious, and while I did provide some refinement tips for her techniques, I did not actually teach her any new moves. I was aiming for teaching her something of a fighting mindset, teaching that techniques ultimately do not matter if one does not have the mindset to properly use them. This went on for about an hour or so. At the end of it, I told her to be _very_ selective about when she ever uses it and parted with saying that I will see her in class.
For two weeks after that, she did not show up in class, and I had no way of knowing why. That time in the park was purely coincidental, as I hardly crossed paths with any of the kids outside of the class, so it was not as if I would know, let alone on any familial level, what was going on with any of them. Then she showed up on the third week, and the first thing I noticed was that she did not have any new injuries. That was a relief, but it left me wondering what happened, which I would then find out as her father told the head instructor for the class what happened.
Per his telling, at their next encounter at school, the two kids got into quite the fistfight. It was the first time she had ever used any of our techniques outside of the class, and according to her father (he regularly stayed in the class to oversee our teaching her), she did them quite well. More importantly, though, was how the fight ended, and... let's just say that I feel mixed about it. Why? Because of how exactly it ended.
On the one hand, I am proud that she had been learning well, that she was selective about using the techniques, and that she had essentially ended this boy's... can it even be called "bullying" with how far he usually went? Anyway, on the other hand, the way the fight ended... well, neither shared what exactly she did but... it ended up popping one of that boy's most precious family jewels.
Again, I never taught her any technique outside of what the program teaches. I did not even give her an early start at the more advanced ones she would eventually be learning should she keep going. Apparently, teaching her that fighting mindset made a huge difference - I mean, any martial artist knows this, but you do not expect it from a kid. So yeah, because of this mindset, it was as if she was paying him back for all of the injuries he gave her.
As for why she did not come to class for two weeks, it was because of the fallout of the fight, and her father figured that taking her to our class during this period would not be a good idea, not for her and certainly not for us (the program emphasizes community outreach, not being the rival schools in Karate Kid or Cobra Kai). Either way, that boy never messed with her again - or anyone else, for that matter (I can guess why, but I do not actually know) - and she kept training with us, back to being sweet as per usual.
TL;DR A girl was being bullied, and using some of my lessons, she inflicted quite the painful revenge.
i respect that girl for stopping the creation of more of these boys 🗿
@@Veg-eat-a thats......one way to put it lol
@@georgegatehouse88 ik should’ve worded it differently big L on my side so here’s the differently worded one
Boutta call the girl nutcracker for stopping the crack line
You have my respect, Sensei, for teaching her how to stand up for herself.
just in case someone calls you annoying for speaking on your own channel, (it is gonna happen eventually people are dumb) youre none of that and if anything, your sort of twist on this very generic reddit video format makes it very charming, makes you look at things from a different stand point, soft or not its always good to have another perspective to look at and for you to speak your mind
Bro spittin facts 😎
yes.
The best channels give their commentary. It's asinine that people find issue with that, without it the videos are boring and repetitive
@@Genni4862 couldn't be more right!
Yeah it’s really nice to hear another opinion and give your brain a break to process the story
Absolutely always defend yourself.
Also putting poison food in a neighbor's yard could potentially kill a child. Toddlers will put anything in their mouths. Even if your neighbor knows you don't have kids, they may not know you have nieces or nephews, or if your friends have kids
In addition, when did bumming cigs become so transactional? Back when I was a smoker, it was a common courtesy to give someone a cigarette if asked, because one day I might need to bum one off someone else
I'm a single-mom child, which was always unusual wherever I went, but the biggest reaction I always got was "Oh, ok"; not Junior High, tho. There was this kid that liked to tell me I was a monster, that my birth dad sensed something bad about me when my mom told his she was pregnant and that's why he dumped my mom, and that being the mom of a monster was the reason she never got another partner later; his friends wheren't that better too, but they at least stick with the "U r dumb" tactic and that was easier for me to overlook.
One day that he was pretty nasty to me a couple of classmates defended me and he leaved the room as he was laughin; the classmates tried to calm me down the best they could but I was crying a lot, saying I didn't understand why he was so mean to me for being a single-mother's child, and one of the girls there said "Yeah, it makes no sense, since he techically is also a single-mother's child", I stopped crying at that moment and screamed "WAIT, WHAT?!" She then proceeds to tell me a story that I not sure if it as 100% true, but at least part of that it was. Apparently my bully's dad was actually child free, but his very Catholic girlfriend wasn't so he married her, and after the marriage was consumed, he confessed his true feelings and as a cherry on top told her that if she ever get pregnant she'll had to get rid of the baby or he'll divorce her; welp, she got pregnant and the guy went Houdini on her (it was the 80's in México, so it was easy) , he didn't gave the baby his last name atmd also had never met his zon; however, a couple of years later after the birth of the baby the mom met another guy, marroed him and that guy adopted her son as his own, but there were rumors about their marriage going in flames and that he was even thinking in going back into the adoption. That information, and the fact that I have told my bully that I met my dad at four and a couple of times more before he went missing again, and told him that I didn't missed him because, how can you miss someone that actively doesn't want to be in your life?, was what finally make me understand: THAT BASTART WAS PISSED THAT I WASN'T AS AFFECTED AS HIM SO HE DECIDED TO MAKD MY LIFE HELL SO I COULD FELT HIS PAIN, LIKE AN EMOTIONAL PUNCHING BAG!
Soooo... one year later I finally had the guts to stand agaisn't my bullys and was leave alone for the most part, except for that idiot. Every time he said something I always said "Dude, back off or I'll said something you are NOT gonna like", but he kept pushing and pushing. One day we where in a classroom with several other classmates but no teacher. He started his "You are a monster" crap of always and I finally got tired of that bullcrap and screamed "OH, SHUT UP ALREADY! AT LEAST MY DAD HAD THE DECENCY OF MET ME WHEN I WAS FOUR! YOUR BIO DAD LEAVED AFTER HE FOUND OUT YOUR MOM WAS PREGNANT AND HAVEN'T BOTHER TO MET YOU ALL THIS YEARS!"
There was silence in the room. Half of my classmates were confused, the other half had "You knew?!" Expressions, and that guy had a thoustand emotions going in his face; he got shocked, sad, angry, confused, angry again (I thought he was going to punch me for a moment), then his eyes filled with tears, he sat at his table with his back towards me, and cried in silence for a few moments. He never bother me again.
I did told him I was going to say something he wasn't gonna like.
One of my grade school bullies and I spent a couple years apart, each grew as people, and later on became friends when we reconnected. I didn’t feel bad for a lot of my grade school bullies, but I felt bad for her. We both had shitty childhoods and handled it in the only ways we knew how. We got into the drug scene at our high school and she died of an opiate overdose in our senior year. It still makes me sad to think about. She never deserved that. I’ve been clean from pills for 10 years. I still wish she’d made it.
Edit - So I didn’t take revenge, but it still ended horribly.
My parents had one rule about self-defense: not the mouth; dental work is expensive.
Story 1: Mess with my four-legged family members and you'll be lucky I don't end up in prison for murder.
John Wick didn't end up in prison don't eff with dogs unless you want a dirt nap with the fishes
I've had a "Go ahead and cry" bully at school. While I was hesitant to, I went to his birthday party and had a good time. Even so, with the first of a series of online reunions planned by me starting this year, I'll call him out for it when the time comes, for our classmates to hear. 20 years later may seem like a while since it happened, but it should be worth it.
my cousin Bill was a skinny dork in high school, and the captain of the football team thot it would be great fun to pick on the skinny dork in front of his pals - football boy wound up in hospital & missed the "big game", learned the hard way that skinny dork farm kids are a lot stronger & tougher than they look - principal called Bill's dad, and Bill's dad made the point that his son was attacked in front of witnesses, and if Bill were to be disciplined, the school would face (and lose) a lawsuit - good times
9:13 imagine being that teacher and you leave the room just for a minute with two girls and a boy and when you come back the boy has clearly taken a pounding lmao. I’d imagine there was at least some indication something happened to him, but the image of the three of them sitting in the same places with innocent looks on their faces is hilarious
Lmao yea like
them: tf you looking at nothing happened
Story 4 TLDR: A kid named Rocky got a pretty “rocky” punch to the face and learned his lesson to never be a jerk again.
I only had two girls that were mean to me that I didn’t get back while in school. Five years later I’m working in a building that we shared with Department of Corrections and Parole; guess who I saw in there?
One of my bullies used to capture bees in one of those insect catcher things, shake them up and chase me around with it. I’m deathly allergic to bees and also was extremely terrified of them when I was young. I still am but less so now. Mind you this girl was in 6th grade while I was a 3rd grader.
I ended up learning from eavesdropping that she had a peanut allergy. She would always steal my cookies or brownies or whatever dessert I’d have in my lunch, so, I ended up taking 5 peanut butter cookies to school and just watched her eat them when lunch time came.
I remember her neck swelling up and turning red immediately, and she barely ate 2 of them. And I just remember smiling at her as she looked at me with this look on her face. She ended up being okay after getting rushed to the hospital and I didn’t get in trouble since it couldn’t be proved I *purposely* gave her those cookies. But my parent’s knew I did it on purpose, because I absolutely *HATE* peanut butter. She ended up moving about a month after that and I never saw her again.
Now looking back, I feel terrible for almost killing her. I hope she’s doing okay now and if I ever saw her again, I’d apologize to her. I kind of hope I do someday.
oh wow
I don’t see what you have to apologize for. She chases you with bees, which you’re allergic to.
@@brianbarber5401 well honestly i think its a matter of perspective that this probably would have happened to her in due time (the person who wrote this comment) and keep in mind that she wasnt the one who was doing this to her 24/7 the bully had a choice to eat out of her lunch and honestly you shouldn't do that anyway because you can get sick and you also may not be aware if your allergic to something that you werent aware of so honestly it was a ticking time bomb again the bully had a choice to eat out of the lunch box she knew what she was doing she just didn't care this is excluding the fact that she ate something she was allerigic too
I mean she almost killed you too so sounds like fair game, but I understand that thinking back on it now as an adult with more restraint and foresight would make you feel bad
Schools seem so ill prepared for this. They advocate no violence, but when it’s continuously being done and either they don’t want to deal with said bully’s parents or in general wash their hands of it, that leaves each victim (because that’s what ends up happening: these kids become victims by both the bully and the non-involvement of the school staff).
Heck, I got bullied for 2 years in my first high school. My only relief was that karma hit hard for the guy. Last I knew, he was in and out of jail for drug possession and assault.
I transferred to a new high school in the middle of my sophomore year because I had just moved to a new district. Nothing out of the ordinary, except this high school was THE ONLY high school in a very rural farming district. I was the only girl in the ENTIRE SCHOOL who had short hair. And I don't mean a bob, I mean a near-crew cut. I naturally have incredibly thick hair and it's just easier to deal with when it's short like that. Well, the "star" quarterback of the football team whom I shared several classes with and was part of my homeroom decided I was the perfect target for bullying since I already stood out like a sore thumb being the only new kid and with a weird hairstyle. I say "star" because our football team sucked ASS. Our girls' basketball team was the only team that was actually good, but the administration poured all the sports funding into football. Anyway, this kid started picking on me. It started out as small comments in the hallway but eventually escalated to shoulder-checking me and forcing me out of a history class because he was so disruptive when he harassed me in that class that we were two weeks behind in the material. The history teacher tried her best but he was relentless, so the principal moved me to a different class because I was "disruptive". This treatment continued until my senior year, with this boy spreading rumors and harassing me in class and the hallways. I went to several teachers about it and got the "boys will be boys" response as well as "he's a good kid, he just takes it too far sometimes". Yeah, well it was well past the "boys will be boys" stage for me. One day he made a comment saying that since no one at this school liked me I should just move back to where I was from. That was the straw that broke the camel's back for me. The reason I had moved was because my dad had finally managed to get me away from my incredibly abusive mother and moved me and my siblings far away from her so we could start over. And him saying I should just go back to that kind of torment was pushing it too far for me to just lay down and take his shit anymore. So I said if he wanted me to go back so bad then he could make me because I wasn't leaving and he was too much of a pansy ass to really do anything. This was a blow to his ego, and his buddies were laughing because this 5' girl who weighed maybe 100 pounds soaking wet talking back to him and he was gulping like a fish. He had to defend his honor, and he'd made it clear very early in his high school career that he had no problem fighting a girl. So he came at me. What saved me from having my face caved in was the fact that as soon as we moved my dad put me in martial arts to build my confidence and teach me self-defense. He might have been a football player, but I had nearly three years of full-contact martial arts under my belt and nearly three years of pent-up rage at this asshat. I laid him out and kept hitting him until someone finally pulled me off him. His face was a wreck and I got suspended for nearly a month afterward, but my dad was proud of me for standing up for myself and I regret nothing.
Bullies only understand the language of "risk vs reward"
If you make the risk too great, they leave you alone because the reward isnt worth it.
Ingesting Visine can unalive you. Even small amounts depending on what health issues you may already have.
What is visine?
@@UnfortunatelyHomosapien A brand of eye drops. Visine, Clear Eyes, Murine, etc. Just a few that contain tetrahydrozoline. Ok for your eyes, not ok if ingested.
@@UnfortunatelyHomosapienA brand of eyedrops.
@@UnfortunatelyHomosapien A brand of eyedrops. Eyedrops are famous for causing diarrhea when injested, but what a lot of people don't know is that injesting them can actually be seriously dangerous and even deadly. I don't care if that kid was getting revenge on a bully- he pushed it way too far.
Thanks (i won’t put them in your drink btw)
Not just criminal behavior, but also psychopath behavior.
I’ve had loads of bullies in my life, since 1st grade I’ve had terrible bullies. This was minor revenge but I’m a trans person (which didn’t help), there was a “nickname” with my deadname that people liked calling me. I found nicknames for everyone that they hated. Specifically one girl who was my friend at some point broke her leg once and had to deal with assholes calling her “crippy” and so she called me my deadname and I said “Whatever crippy I don’t have time for this.” She’d already been called crippled or crippy a lot that day, she began crying which was completely deserved in my opinion. Never called me my deadname again. For context, I’m in no way abilist or okay with people being abilist but I’ve been in crutches before and have been called crippled before. It doesn’t make it okay but that’s how I justified it to myself at the time. Don’t be rude to people.
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Visine is truly lethal. There are several true crime stories out there about people poisoning people to death with Visine.
A few grades ago someone had started bullying me constantly for my backpack. I had managed to get the same class as them last grade on the last day of school I wore the same backpack they looked at me shocked. Still hasn’t talked to me to this day.
15:11 The kid who **** in the car accident was failed by his parents and teachers. When bullies see no consequences for their actions, they begin to believe there are no consequences for anything.
I knew a kid when I was living overseas. He was part of the homeschooling group my family joined so that all the kids wouldn't be alone. Of note for the upcoming encounters, I took martial arts almost the entire six years we lived there, and all four of the years I knew the little asshole. This kid (I'm just going to call him Will) was a year or two younger than me and had serious anger issues. Spouting death threats as he tried to pummel you kinda anger issues.
First big issue I had with him was on a playground. We were playing a variation on tag, as young children are want to do, and Will was it. He got to me as I was crawling through a jungle gym tube with my arms stuck in front of me, and decided that it would be a good idea to smack my ass no lsss than four times. He aould have kept going if I hadn't whipped around and bit him. He decided to yell at me, no words just those wordless yells that children try to make resemble lions or their ilk. He was doing it to try and scare me, so I just did it right back to show that I wasn't afraid and wasn't going to back down and apologize.
It would have ended there if a friend (I'll call them Laina) hadn't come over to try and distract him away from me. Will jumped off the playground and started trying to punch Laina, so I got out of the jungle gym as fast as I could to go help. Almost as soon as my feet hit the pavement he turned to me and started trying to punch me. He had no technique so it was easy enough to block, but I wanted to put the kid in his place. Unfortunately, I felt like I needed permission to actually reciprocate the attack, and I firmly believe that if I'd just broken the kid's arm then and there none of the later incidents would have occurred. Anyway, I circled the small playground (still blocking swing after swing from Will) to get my dad's permission to finish the fight. My dad called over to me first, telling me to play nice and how I was doing well not to break the kid's arm. That's what got Will's mom to call him over. Note, this was a small playground, she likely saw and heard everything, and it took threat of harm to her son for her to make him stop.
Incident number two was much tamer, because I wasn't willing to deal with Will and his tendencies. We were having a bouncy castle day, which only happened once a year, at sports club. It was less a club and more an attempt to give everyone something like p.e. Anyway, one kid decides to start taunting Will, and he starts spewing threats and trying to beat the kid, who was also trying to fight. I ended up spending the majority of the time we had with the bouncy castle keeping those two from trying to kill each other because if I had left to go get him Will would have seriously hurt the other kid. I ended up lecturing them after class as Will's mother watched. I don't know if it was the fact that I was the oldest kid there or that I'd just successfully pinned the both of them for the greater part of 45 minutes, but nothing like that happened for a while.
The final incident involved a friend (I'll call her Jane) and her younger brother (I'll call him John). So it was maybe a year and a half since the last incident, and we were at a nice big park. It had some playground equipment, but the attraction for the older kids were the trees nearby, away from adult supervision and easily turned into little forts. Will came over to me, Jane, and Laina. He seemed to genuinely want to be friends, and it had been long enough that I was willing to give him the benefit of the doubt and let him play with us. I don't know if there was a specific cause or what, but Will decided that he didn't like Jane. He was threatening to kill and eat her, so we told him to leave. He did, all huffy, and we didn't think anything of it. Now Jane, Laina, and I were all somewhere between 13 and 14 with younger siblings around half our age. Jane was supposed to be keeping an eye on her brother, but we'd gotten somewhat distracted and lost track of him. Not wanting to get into trouble, we went out to look for him. We found James being chased by Will through the trees, screaming and crying as he ran past us. I ended up being the one to run Will down first, tackling and pinning him to the ground and Jane and Laina went to catch up with James and bring him to his mother.
I was pissed because James was my brother's age, one of my brother's friends, it could easily have been my own brother Will was chasing. I decided that adults had to get involved because if I took care of it I would not have been reasonable. So I dragged Will by the wrists out of the wooded area towards the parents. The whole way, he was insisted that he'd thought James was laughing. When I was close enough for my dad to see us he yelled at me to let Will go. I did, and the parents questioned us separately, which was probably for the best.
The thing that still gets me is that, after everyone found out what happened, Will's mother came up to me to try and make amends on behalf of her son. She apologized to me. Not her son, who was standing right behind her, she apologized. Then she tried to continue her speech, and I would have let her if she hadn't segwayed into it with "I know you two are friends. I cut her off and told her, verbatim, "We aren't friends." And she seemed taken aback by it, even upset at me for not being her child's friend. It was like she hadn't seen the things he'd done or things I'd said. He had just chased a child half his age through the woods and I had literally dragged him back to face the consequences and she still seemed apalled that we weren't friends. She sort of went on a rant about how she just wanted to try and make sure that we were still friends but apparently we weren't but she'd just wanted to make sure and yada yada. I tuned most of it out because I was just as angry at her as I was at Will by this point. Both of them stopped showing up to the homeschool group not long after. I don't know if other parents had similar experiences with their children being attacked or if this was enough on it's own, but I'm fairly certain that the core people (my dad among them at the time) in the group told her to leave.
Some people, for the safety of others, cannot be tolerated. This kid was one of them.
ngl, I was bullied all of my school life. It was miserable, i have a lot of trauma from it. But I did stop one of my longest running bullies. Jacob bullied me from day one of year 5 in primary school because we met over the holidays and...i refused to date him...no joke... 🙃 I guess its just the "new kid" thing and the ability to say oh yeah i'm dating them. Anyway he punched me, threw me into walls, tripped me up, got the (Very small) class to basically refuse to go near me bar 3 kids who were lovely. We ended up going to the same highschool. I tried asking him to stop. I tried ignoring him. A few weeks in he had a new big group of guys (i assume they played footie together) to follow me around the school grounds at lunch/break and yell insults. I told teachers, they did nothing. It. Went. On. For. YEARS. I snapped in my second year of highschool and started fighting back but i was scared of actually hurting them because..well I was always told hurting people didn't solve problems and that obviously got me labled as weak, not great. In my 4th year of highschool I had enough. The second floor of the highschool has these holes in the floor with a clear glass barricade around them to let light into the lower corridor. If you can tell where this is going, he pissed me off in French class which was on the second floor, right at the end of the corridor next to one of the holes. He'd always been short, like, he just never grew, I grabbed him by the collar, dragged him out of the open class door and lifted him up against the barricade. I told him "if you fucking carry on, I'm going to throw you over this barrier" idk how I got the strength honestly, i'm pretty sickly, I guess I was just so angry. Everyone heard me yelling and pulled me off of him and I got sent to ""the special kid center"" (a hut behind the school for kids with ''issues'' so we dont 'disrupt class') but he never bothered me again.
Sadly, the rest of the guys didn't stop :/ got called 'psycho' for the rest of my time in school, it was miserable. But I'll take one less.
I'm sorry you had to go through that.
Had one softish case of this in Middle School. It was out in the countryside and because the school had a comparatively undeserved reputation in the area, they would occasionally shell out to have someone teach the students martial arts self-defense techniques during gym, usually making those days have a full 1/4 of the students in the building attending the class. I'd already taken martial arts classes myself prior and knew that what the guys were paid to teach was techniques that would mitigate a risk of death, but would require an outside observer to interfere so the student/victim would be freed (in this particular instance, putting your chin down to prevent someone from choking you successfully, but nothing more). Given my knowledge, I would often teach my partner for these days an actual retaliation technique, where you'd not only be avoiding the threat if you react quickly, but would in turn put the person being a threat initially into the position of the threatened. On the day this happened, I was showing my partner how to, instead of simply blocking your throat with your chin, you could grab the wrist of the person attempting to choke you, and depending on your speed either throw them over you judo-style or put them in a standing arm-bar. Well, one moron, let's call him Muke, gets egged on by his bully friends into trying to choke me from behind and get me to call uncle (I waa big, but generally non-violent back then). The moment he starts trying to choke me, I proceed to grab his wrist, duck under his armpit, and put him in a standing arm-bar with my other hand on his elbow before loudly saying "And THIS is what happens when someone knows how to actually retaliate against a choke attempt!" The Principal and Vice-Principal were both in the gym alongside the entirety of our grade, only 100ish people but still a sizable group, and everyone laughed at him, since while I was large, he was objectively bigger on paper. Neither he nor I got into trouble, and I left him with the knowledge that had he not asked to be let go and tried to force his way out, I could've broken his elbow *and* dislocated his shoulder in one further motion. He never bothered me physically again, and good thing he didn't too, cus that guy managed to break at least one limb a year between 8th grade to graduating High School (something he only really managed thanks to No Child Left Behind).
not a bully, but me and this girl were in a long talking stage. This being the first time I’d ever been here, I was way too attached for any reasonable person. When she wanted to go to just friends I vowed revenge like it was some epic betrayal, but since I’m weird in a way I tried to pass her in the valedictorian race which I thought she was winning (we were both top 5). Backfired bc I got burnt out like crazy while she exceeded, wish her nothin but the best now but we haven’t talked since then
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Wow! Lol, this seems like an anime plot! I do believe you though. School competition is a special kind.
Not revenge in a classic way, but I had a girl in my class who hated me, and because of my town being small, we were in the same class together until freshman year of high school. This girl wouldn't ever hit me, but she would do verbal bullying where rumors were spread about me, mean words were exchanged, and I was excluded from everything. One day, she told me she was shocked. I was the first one in our class to get a romantic partner and said, "I guess you really are the most beautiful girl in school." This was before I had come out as trans, but I had learned that day she had a weakness, envy. We ran into each other when I had freshly graduated high school. She started asking questions and doing small talk. I told her about all the things I had accomplished, getting a scholarship for 2 free years of classes at the local college, getting a part-time job, graduating with rewards for high grades, ect and she looked pissed. The look on her face was priceless when she realized I was doing much better than she was. Sometimes, the best revenge is a life well lived.
Hmmm, the Navy and Respect and Following Orders, hahahahahaha ROFL 🤣😂
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I agree
Because of all the annoying narrator commentary
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@@xOrionNebula2708 fym lil bro i just dont like the narrator commentary i like the channel but it just annoys me
@@SkyFIoatOfTheFloatingSkies so you would rather just watch a video with the stories on the screen for you to read yourself???
When I was in high school there was this girl in the upper grade who relentlessly snarked at me and it only got worse over time. I did not let it go unchallenged, I snarked back. I never did anything to her to deserve this treatment at the start so I felt I had every right to defend myself. I didn’t even know her. We didn’t talk at all previous to her starting the insults. Then one day at the local pool, she and her friends came up to me-all older girls in a group. They came up to me and said a bunch of nasty things about me and laughed at me. I had never talked to the majority of them so they had no reason. I stood there, saying nothing but clearly angry as they took turns insulting me. I knew it was at her direction as she was clearly leading them. I smiled, like a shark entertaining my dinner and said with a sneer-“you’ll regret this, I promise you.” And then I walked away, got my stuff and left. She had this weasel of a boyfriend that she had been with for two years and it was serious on her part. On his-he was still hitting on girls and hoping one would be take him up on it. Sometimes he was able to cheat on the side without her knowing. So I went home and dolled up and went to find him. He was attracted to me and made that known to me. The feeling was NOT mutual. I had always blown him off because why the hell would I want that? He was terrible. He was absolutely thrilled when I came up to him and asked him if he wanted to hang. He said yes and smiled like he was so excited. He spent the next three days with me (it was summer break) and I kept him hanging on like a puppy on a string but making him wait to touch me. Little did he know it was never going to happen. I did kiss him because otherwise he would have bailed. He needed hope, and he was getting little else off me. I asked him to take me downtown where the teens all drive around and hung out-knowing she would be there looking for him. He wasn’t answering her calls. We pulled into the gas station and I hopped out to get a drink and she was hot on our tail following his truck with her friend me in tow. He put his hand over his face because she ran up yelling and upset like “where have you been? Why are you with HER???” Just losing her sh-t completely. Hurt, angry etc. I smiled at her cattily and said “it’s ok Heather, I’m aaaaalllll done with him now. You can have him back now. I told you not to fuq with me. Then I pointed at her friends and said “keep it up and you’re NEXT b-tches.” Three different mouths just hung open in shock and I laughed as I walked into the station. I waited until they all left and then went out until another friend pulled in and I hopped in her car and left. I never had another issue with any of them after that. They stayed away from me 😂. Am I a hero for this? Clearly not. Do I care? Nope. Several people got lessons learned that they needed to learn that day and I have zero regrets. I’m with Taylor on the Antihero movement 😂. I like to think of it as not taking other people’s sh-t without consequences. My boundaries/consequences hit HARD 😉
Story:
Grade 3: got pushed down stairs or sum
Grade 4: getting bullied outside at lunch or snack
Grade 5: just pain, no bullying
Grade 6: Bully + Racist, im autistic btw so for all of these i fought back (i got in trouble instead of them to)
Grade 7: girls just harrasing me, and threw my binder in the garbage and reacted furiously 'WHAT THE F**K', went to office.
Grade 8: more harrasement (I read a manual on how to not get in trouble)
Thats all folks.
Pain level: T*rture level
thats me accept i got physically abused and verbally and emotionally from grade 1 to to grade 7 all while having no friends and still being bullied not physically up untill after grade 7 i did have a friend after grade 7 but verbally and online all untill my final year of highschol
Oh, I feel bad for you.
@@d00mprod i also feel bad for you as well i just wish people didint have to to deal with bullying
I actually saw two kids snapping at the same time and it was GLORIOUS.
In my elementary school there was this small and slim boy, let's call him A, who had really long hair. The "big guys" of the class would always mock him, saying that he's a girl, a son of a b*tch, that his family would hate him for being so weak (mind you, mom died, dad left, he lived with his uncle, it was rough). This shit went on for almost the WHOLE year, more and more violent, and he wouldn't react at all, staying in a corner and just letting them say whatever they wanted. This girl, let's call her B, was also bullied and was obviously disgusted at the bullies' behavior, but too scared to act. She tried to tell the teacher and I joined her - nothing came out of it.
But one day, a kid shoved A pretty brutally and smacked him on the ground. B saw it, and I swear, she ran head-on and kicked one of the guys in the balls and punched another. The thing is, she was very tiny, and they quickly grabbed her to hit her.
That's when A absolutely SNAPPED. Seeing a bullied kid being hit is another thing than being bullied yourself. Dude just grabbed a guy by the neck and pushed him pretty hard, kicked him in the face, looked at the others, and screamed "you want it too?!", something along the lines, it was years ago. He warned them over and over to never try this again. The bullying mostly stopped.
Well, they became good friends, got punished for this fight (bruh), and I think they're now roommates from what I've heard, we're in our 20s. A is actually a really nice and clever guy, good at fighting (his uncle would teach him) but wouldn't use it because at the time he was too tired. They were really badass tho.
I regret so much not doing enough about their bullying in elementary school. I knew it was bad for them, but I was so scared. They never resented me tho.
There were times when I snapped too, but I thought mines were way less interesting, A and B deserve all the best in the world.
That first story was personal. I remember my dad tried to POISON my moms dog because "he didn't like her" and "she's too messy". I was only like four at the time when he tried and tried and I have some fond memories of the dog, but what's important is that this dog was precious, wouldn't hurt a fly. Everyone liked her except my dad. I remember walking outside and seeing her lay in the yard dead. My mom just told me she was "sleeping" and I never thought about it until a few years later when I realized what happened. I hate my dad.
At the hellhole known as my middle school, my older cousin only got into one fight. She only needed one…and the front office *almost* needed a new window. The girl that was bullying her ended up being okay physically, but let’s say my cuz and her younger brother never had a problem with bullies after that.
Story 13: "no one deserves that"
Me: Meh...
I was bullied through out my entire life in school, some not so bad some just down right evil but one I remember at the moment where they immediately got revenge was in 3rd grade, I had a girl in my class who let’s call Maddy was always mean to me saying I was clumsy for always falling, saying that no one liked me, I was stupid or that I talked weird. For some context, I have a learning disability and in elementary school I had to go speech therapy and resource room to help me with my class work and my speech, well we were outside the class room with our reading binders waiting to go read outside cause it was nice out and Maddy decided to bug me while in line, it started out with the usual name calling then escalated into straight up verbal abuse and I tried to ignore it as best I could, then Maddy turned towards me gets right in my face and calls me the r slur. Having been called that before by teachers and kids alike in that school and having enough of her bullshit I pushed her hard onto the ground kicked her and then slammed my thick reading binder as hard on her face as possible all the while screaming at her not to call me that. My teacher pulled me aside and both me and Maddy went to the principal office, I told the principal what happened and she had Maddy move classes so she wouldn’t bother me, got a call home and wasn’t allowed to go on any field trips for the rest of the year and I didn’t even get a single call to my parents about what happened. She never bothered me again, however the bullying only got worse when I was at that school until I moved in 7th grade to a different school so a somewhat happy ending.
Okay so reading over your little story here I have to say you got some guts there. I don't have that level of courage to literally do what you did so well on you!
@@mizu_the_floatzel thank you, that means a lot cause ever other time I told on a bully nothing got done about so there’s literally only so much a bullied kid can do in that situation. God I hate the zero tolerance policy schools have now and days.
About last story: Power Corrupts. That and also best hiding spot is under the lantern or something.
I remember when I was little around 4th grade, I was a new kid in the school so I was showed around the school. Then as we were heading from the playground to the classroom a dude with his gang of friends decided to attempt to bully me. What they did was try to get both my pants and underwear down for no reason at all. The thing is that was right in front of my teacher and she did freaking nothing, just stood there I told her what happened she did not even care. I guess since the class I entered was this elite type of class or smt. So everyone was supposed to be perfect in it. My mother since she had a couple of connections got to the principle and attempted to tell her what happened and punish those people. She also did not care… That was until one girl just got outside of the school minority harrassed(nothing major) that the principal actually did something. And that dude eventually got expelled. After that his gang of friends quickly tried to actually apologise with me just accepting their apologies because after all I am not that powerful myself either way. Bygones could be bygones after all. I also have a second story. That one was when this spoiled dude kinda attempted to pretend that I tore his pants, that was in 6th grade when he literally tore his own pants using my chair. You see I was sitting in this narrow part of the classroom and it would had been easy to say I did it. After he did that he tried to frame me. At that point he eventually told his mom that it FREAKING THREW the chair at him. There was a parent meeting incoming which he most likely wanted to use to get me expelled or something, we just do not like each other that much. Eventually my mom called me at my dad while the parent meeting happened. You see his mom was arguing my mom because she thought I threw the chair at him. After telling her my point she eventually apologised and scolded her son or the bully. After scolding him we agreed on what I would call a truce simply just no talking to each other anymore. Didn’t stop him from trying to be pain in the but though until the end of summer. I wish I could had just thrown a punch and broke his nose but even that satisfies me. And the thing is he has no reason for his aggression, I bet he was aggressive because his parents were somewhat famous and thought he would not be remembered no matter what he did or other.
I got bullied very badly by two girls in jr. high in the 1980a, both physically and verbally with insults and shoves and tripping me and stuff. I had several classes with them so I was harassed every day, many times a day. My parents tried everything: talking to the school, the girls' parents, to my teachers, etc. Obviously nothing helped. It got to the point where my hair had started to fall out from the stress and I had no idea what to do, I was desperate for it to stop. I was 13 and though about un-aliving myself. One day in math class one of them either tripped me or knocked my books out of my hands, don't remember which, and I just flipped out and yelled that I was sick of them messing with me and if they wanted a fight then fine, I would fight them for real and to meet me at the local movie theater that night to fight. In my town that movie theater was THE hangout for kids back then and fights often happened there. Math teacher did not appreciate the outburst and gave me lunch detention.
I went home in tears and told my mom what I did and that I was worried about getting beat up badly but at that point I was just hoping if they did kick my ass big time in front of everyone that would be the end of it and maybe it would stop. My mom was like, "Alright, take your older sister with you, they're not going to gang up on you two on one, so she'll fight with you."
My sister was a high school jock, she was fast and strong, a soccer and softball player and mean as hell when she fought, so that made me feel a little better. I was still really nervous when we drove up to the movie theater and there was already a group of kids from my school waiting to see this fight. My sister and I waited outside the theater for my two bullies to show up. And we waited and waited and waited and they never showed up. My older sister started shit talking the bullies to the other teens who were mad there wasn't any fight to witness, calling them cowards and every other name she could think of. The disappointed spectators also started shit talking those girls.
Next day at school I didn't even have to say anything, which I wouldn't have because I was still scared of these girls, but the school gossip mill had taken care of it and everyone was talking about how those two girls were full of crap b/c they felt fine bullying me in school but when I called them out for a real fight off grounds they bailed. So I guess that embarrassed them or something because they literally stopped messing with me after that, even ignoring me entirely which was such a relief. I still transferred to a new school at the end of that year because of the harassment and lack of support from school administration.
Story 1 reminds me of the time when my neighbor recently tried hit my German shepherd with a rake. His excuse was your "dog bit my dog." That is what he told my dad when he came outside, which started an argument. When my mom came outside and when she heard what happened, she was livid. She then told the neighbor "I know your landlord and I will fu#k you up if you do anything like this again." Or something along those lines. When she was telling me and my twin brother about this, she told us "you don't mess with my dogs or my kids." What a great breakfast we had that morning.
The naval cadet should have went a step further and asked the recruit 'did THAT hurt?'. I know i would have if it was me😂
When I was little I finally decided to fight back one of my bullies. Yeah, I was crying on the ground after not even 5 seconds so we learn from our mistakes lmao
I was on crutches for quite a while in high school. I had problems with my muscles. Anyway, this kid decided it would be fun to kick one of my crutches out from under me. The first few times, he just sort of 'swung and missed haha' then, he swung and actually kicked my crutch out as I was walking. I turned around and whacked him with the crutch around the leg. He went running to a teacher. The teacher immediately responded, 'What did you do to her?' I had a reputation for never doing anything. I had been bullied for so many years and hardly ever complained. It bothered me a lot, but I didn't complain because I had learned that no one actually did anything. It worked for me in this case. Neither of us got punished and he was told to learn his lesson.
When I was in school, most of the bullies were the teachers.
For what it’s worth, I don’t at all think you’re too soft. In fact, one of the reasons I enjoy your content as much as I do is that I think you have a nuanced and humanitarian perspective, which I find quite admirable. You have a very good sense of right and wrong, and that shows not just in your commentary, which is usually nuanced and well considered, but in the respect and compassion with which you regard the stories of the posts you narrate. At the end of the day, I agree- I’m all for someone getting back at a bully in order to end the mistreatment even if that may require violence at times, but ultimately the response has to be proportional, lest one risk becoming a bully themselves. Honestly I’m not much for revenge in general- responding in force to protect oneself or do what’s right is one thing, but I just feel like revenge almost always exceeds that and is more about wounded pride and getting the last word. To treat a wrongdoing as something that just needs to be addressed and shut down is one thing (which I’m all for in fact!), but to treat it as open license to do whatever one wants or unleash the pent up feelings from the incident isn’t justice. I just can’t help think that there’s a reason people say revenge is a fool’s errand. That, and I just don’t think that violence ought be the first thing we look to in order to resolve our troubles, because it’s all too easy for it to get out of control, and for people to go too far in a way that can’t be taken back.
Personally I’ve always felt the way people talk about and interact with those they don’t like (even when they’re justified in disliking that person) is massively telling of their character, because sure, they’re in the right to be upset now, but that doesn’t mean any possible response is justified, and if someone is willing to speak cruelly of someone they’re upset with now, or be excessively violent towards them, who’s to say some day I won’t upset them and that they’d not treat me that way, knowing that they do think that kind of treatment is acceptable. I don’t think that’s necessarily true in this specific case, but in general if I come by someone who’s really caught up in seeking revenge I am inclined to regard them with a lot more caution and not be as close or open, lest they someday decide I’ve done wrong by them and that’s how they want to handle it. Plus I just think there are some things which, no matter how wrong the other party is, are never justified. Like using a slur for example- even if the other person is truly an arsehole, we can acknowledge that without having to resort to such low blows and personal attacks. Mind, I don’t think any of this is particularly serious in this story, especially as the OOP was a kid at the time, but just that the idea bears consideration when thinking about revenge and what’s truly justified.
Story 5 is pretty close to an ending from Class of '09, and I kinda love it.
Important information regarding Story 1. When it comes to rat poison ingestion Vitamin K helps reverse the effect, but always seek a hospital’s ICU for treatment.
Activated charcoal also assists in absorbing the remaining poison.
I think it's best to respond early rather than allowing the bullying to continue for several incidents. I used to get punched on the bicep by a younger guy until I kicked him on his shinbone. You all know how that hurts. It stopped his bad habit. That's all it was, not bullying but just a bad habit.
on the subject of the armed forces, they have some of the HIGHEST rates of SA and other forms of abuse. it is a system DESIGNED to encourage abuse to anyone deemed “less than” you.
It's completely unnecessary. War isn't violent and horrific like they show in the movies. It's actually highly diplomatic and friendly. There's no reason to condition soldiers that way.
There were 6 pretty vicious bullies that targeted me in my high school. 2 of them ended up in prison there was no redeeming them. 2 of them i ended up getting in fights with and apparently prison rules apply because they left me alone after that. The other 2 had really shitty home lives. I would strategically start conversations with them when there werent any other kids around. When they werent trying to look cool in front of their friends they were actually not bad people. Once I did that, and showed some interest in their lives we actually became friendly. They actually stopped picking on other kids after I talked to them about it. Every single jock at school was a bullying piece of shit but most of them left me alone for some reason. I was the second fastest runner in school but I never joined any after school sports but maybe that earned me some respect? I dont know.
The school bully at my school was always the center of all the drama. I stayed out of it, then the bully tried to go after me. I hit back and the bully never tried anything with me again (still was the center of drama though)
I confronted my bully. He would always be mean and a jerk to me. And then I I literally stood up to him and yelled I won’t stop until you stop bullying me. The shcool hardly did anything, but I stopped him more than the school did.
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TW: Mentions of SA(?), Suicide, ED (? Briefly), bullying.
I don't have a story but I do have to agree with the statement "How can you stop it otherwise?"
When I was in 6th grade, there was this 8th grade boy named Landon. He was 16 and he had been held back multiple times, hence why he's 16 and still in 8th grade.
The 6th and 8th graders shared the same PE because there were less of us and more 7th graders.
Landon was very sexual, he would talk to me and my friends. He made a list of people he wanted to 'throw-back fuck' and my name (along with my friends) was on there 3 times.
He also asked me if I was a virgin and touched my friends and even my twin brother.
He would say things about my body "You're fat!" and I had been going through a very self conscious phase, so I took anything about my body to heart. Even though I was healthy and Landon weighed more and was bigger all together than me. I did some dumb decisions and lost weight, in which he commented on "I thought you were fat but you're actually skinny."
I reported his behavior to both coaches and even the principal, but none of them did anything.
I would cry about Landon and I felt scared going to PE every single day because I was scared of him.
I told my mom, and she was pissed, She called the school and another woman talked to her and I was informed that Landon had been doing this for years to 6th and 7th graders, and he was only getting held back since he wanted to mess with younger and more innocent children.
Landon's mom was messaging this woman, and this woman did not give my name away (I love her for that) and Landon's mom was demanding she does and that 'her son would never do anything like that and she's just lying' talking about me.
I was scared but I went to school the next day, and I can't fully remember but Landon either wasn't there or didn't mess with me that day.
I want to make it clear that the coaches nor principal did anything, because days later he was still in the same PE as us.
Multiple girls that year had told them, there was proof and others backing up girls who were brave enough to say anything.
The only times he only got into a 'little trouble' if you can even call it that or we had someone a 'little concerned' was 3 instances:
1. He was talking about sex to us again, and he got pulled aside by the male coach who said "I know you wanna talk about that, but they're younger, so don't do that' and nothing else.
2. Me and other girls told the female coach (not even the 1st time) about Landon again and she told us to go more in depth about it, she told the male coach, who called Landon over. Nothing happened.
3. My friend (won't give her name) told the principal who didn't do anything but switch HER schedule and not his, even though MULTIPLE girls had told her, and she was a female principal, I mean, I'd think she would understand a little. Nothing happened to him STILL.
They say they don't want bullying, but this had already gone far past just bullying, and multiple girls had said things to multiple people and nobody did anything to help us.
I moved to a different state after the school year, not because of Landon, I just moved back and forth between 2 states. I have a chance to move back, but if I see him again, I don't even care, I'm going to beat the crap out of him.
I'm in 7th grade now, so this didn't happen years ago, this happened not even a year ago.
He scarred plenty of girls (and boys even) because of his selfish self and he made girls do bad things to themselves because he liked to mess with us.
I lost months of my life being so worried about how I looked because of him (there were other reasons of course, but he was one of the key reasons). I thought about unaliving myself because of him, and I'm sure if I did it, he would just laugh and have nothing done to him.
I hate you, Landon. I hope you know you are a piece of crap.
“They say they don’t want bullying”
Oh no, that is exactly what they wanted, judging by your story. And that is not surprising, being a teacher/principal gives you a lot of control, so no wonder like half of them are psychopaths or narcissists.
@@A-12-1-14 Sadly. It's not even safe at school, and I really do want to learn. I wish they would actually do things to help us, but what they 'do' is exact why there are so many school related suicides, because I would have been one of them if I hadn't had my best friend.
This isn't even my only story, and that's sad. Maybe one day, I still love the place. Just wish we didn't need to worry about bullying.
“Don’t call me mimi!” D:<
-needle, BFDI
My daughter has been frequently bullied at school. She’s in the fourth grade by much older kid. He is 12 he was held back because of moving so he was in the same grade as my daughter so one day after he punched her after a petty thing the next day she decided to annoy him so much. He started to call her names, the bad bad stuff, she smiles at him and starts skipping towards the vice principal and says in the most bullied voice ever I’m not sure how you’re going to interpret this, but says he called me these names she did not get blames for it at all
this annoying kid picked on me at the very beginning of 6th grade, so i started a rumor that he had a crush on a young teacher there.
it spread like wildfire around the entire grade and most of the teachers to the point where they were spreading it too. that rumor haunted him everywhere he went, every day, for the rest of the school year.
he doesn't mess with me anymore. =)
Is no one gonna talk about how the bully from story 8 won’t have kids bc he got kicked in the balls, and Undersparked didn’t even say anything to it
you can still have kids if you get kicked in the balls
Nope. OK Sparky, it's lesson time. The US Navy is anywhere but a respectful and "generally not being a garbage person" place. I served 10 years (9y9m). I got screwed over more ways than i can count, by more people I've forgotten than you've been friends with, much less those I remember. I didn't re-up on my enlistment because I had one too many leaders with utterly zero integrity.
Here's the straw that broke the camel's back.
My last duty station was a place out of Norfolk that manages communication for the navy for about half the planet. Worked out of a TS space with lots of ... let's say "poorly planned" interfaces for communication. In this space we had a TS safe. It contained something like a thousand items that needed to be inventoried daily. It was a tedious, lengthy task that no one wanted. Done properly it added an extra hour and a half to already 12 hour shifts. (As a reminder, TS material could cause grave damage to nat'l security if leaked, so doing this right was kinda a big deal.) Well, people would gundeck the log. That is to say they would BS their way through to get it done faster, check boxes without really looking. I didn't and it ticked everyone off.
After one round of trying to fix it my supervisor (a first class petty officer, for those in the know) started getting complaints again so pulled me into his office to "address it." I told him that jackasses just wanted to keep gundecking the log and I wasn't playing that game. He got mad and told me "PO2, there's 3 ways safe is done here. The right way, the wrong way, and the way we do it down here." My response was that " I will not sign off on TS material I am not 100% confident is there." His response was "then just don't." I was removed from inventory rotation and didn't touch that safe for the last 6 months I was there. I refused to help open it for two person integrity, I refused to learn the codes for it. I didn't re-enlist.
I'd wish to say this was an outlier of the kind of folks I met in the Navy. It's not. I can name 10 bad leaders off the top of my head. I can name 3 good ones. I'm not saying anyone should hate on sailors, but that uniform doesn't mean shit. They're just people. Usually poorly educated people who are being taken advantage of. And people in that state tend to become bitter and unkind. I certainly did. I've been working on fixing the mental, physical, and emotional damage I sustained. And on being kinder.
So far as I know that command has been torn down and rebuilt. I pray they fixed their procedures, because their insider threat risk was through the roof. But I hope at least some starry eyed teenybopper reads this and realizes the navy is good for one thing- 4 years service for a GI bill. Then? Bail ASAP.
When I was a middle schooler I remember I was saving a king size snickers to eat at home that a teacher had given me, near the end of the day as we’re heading for our buses home a kid with a bad reputation stole my candy bar and sprinted away, however I’m sure he wasn’t thinking that was going to chase after him and almost as soon as it started the school police officer stopped us and asked what’s going on to which I told him he stole from me. The kid said as he begrudgingly gave it back “It’s just a candy bar bro 🙄” to which I responded “Then why did u steal it?” Never had a problem with him before, I’m sure he just saw an opportunity and thought I could be just another victim of his
So I actually have a decent story. This is from when I was actually in middle school. At a school for kids with special needs..
So we're just start. I had a bully. His name was Chris. He were targeting me because I was a gentle person who didn't like to get violent. I was against it. I was more of a quiet, chill, peaceful kid. Who wasn't that violent. So this happened around 2001 My grandfather just passed away in August. I was a little bit upset so I had to go for grief counseling for a few weeks to recover from the loss of my grandfather. Me I was still a little upset but Chris he thought it was fun to target me. Now a little bit of a quick back story. My family inheritage on my dad's side is polish descent and were Holocaust survivors. Just a quick cap on my family. So anyway Chris knowing about my family targets me and saying all that torture that the Germans did to your grandfather finally caught up to him. Instantly regretted his life decisions saying that to a kid who just lost his grandfather to a health condition. Just say because I wasn't a violent kid . so instead I used my lungs. I let out a powerful wailing cry so loud that I think I might have damaged his eardrums. The teachers had to pull them out of the room and try to calm me down. Eventually I did and I had the biggest grin on my face because I made a kid loses hearing for a bit. After that day, everyone in this school didn't really like Chris after he targeted a kid whose family lost the family member to natural causes not an aftermath of war.
TLDR - kid name chris targeted me because I was a softy. Use the death of my grandfather to upset me instantly. Regretted it. Me crying real loud to the point that I might have damaged his eardrums.
Additional information : before you ask I'm on the autism spectrum and I'm using audio typing. So please if you're going to give me grammar lectures please be respectable with people with disabilities okay
Been there, done that. When I was in 5/6 grade, there was an older guy (older as in, he was probably close to 15 years old, 5/6 grade in my country is 10/11 years old) who would bully a lot of people. Male, female, inside the class, outside, doesn't matter. To the guys, he'd be throwing punches. To the girls, the bullying was more sexual, like pretending to perform certain sex acts. He had favorite people to target, me included. One day, he decided to target me in class. He'd done that previously, holding my arms on my back and twisting it as hard as possible. Well, that day, I slapped him as hard as I could. Mind you, I was quite short, still am, so I could barely reach his face, so the "hard as I could" was probably not thaaaat hard. Well, darling dearest kicked me in a leg, three times. Luckily it didn't break, but even today, almost two decades later, you can notice that there's something weird with that leg. The aftermath? We got called in the principal office, had to make peace and kiss each other on the cheek. Which, ew. However, he didn't mess up with me again, and later actually moved away from the place. Also, no one did anything against him ever, as his family, teachers, school staff were also afraid of him.
Only one i got is from middle school back in the early 90s
Had a classmate who would always punch me in my left arm when he walked past. Well i always used to use mechanical pencils. The ones i used had a metal tip about a quarter inch long. Fed up with the punching the arm, i held my pencil with the tip pointing out and hid it under my right hand while holding my left arm. The pencil was concealed and stuck up under the sleeve of my shirt. He walked by and punched right on the tip of pencil. Teacher called up. I said i was holding my pencil and guess he bumped into it. Teacher dropped it and guy never tried it again.
I ignored my bully for years after after, she would follow me around school, put self inflicted injuries and lie saying me or my friends did it or lie to make me give her my books only to have them returned smelling bad
I worked in Primark and she would follow me around work sometimes wanting to "talk" email my mother to get me to talk and to see if my mom would teach her to drive
Few years ago she slipped and fell, fracturing her ankle... She died a week later but not sure if iys related
For the second one, if nobody else likes them, and they don't have friends to agree with them? What does it do for you, it sure ain't gonna make people like you more!
For me it’s not really too big but a group of girls at my school would make fun of me for stuff like liking fnaf or drawing anime characters. fast foreword a year, I have new friends that are about a year older than me, turns out one of them is the sister of one of the girls. I told friend about it, she calls their mom. The mom the mom says something angrily, hangs up, calls the girl (who happened to be nearby). The girl comes over a few minutes later to yell at my friend for getting her in trouble. (Less entertaining one, there were these boys who would bark at me and my friends(we’re all alt or queer) or throw food at us, so I found every. Single. One. Of their parents, and told the vice principal, most of them didn’t show up for school for over a week.)
9:51 bro had enough☠️
Show this video to anyone who hasn’t watched any of the other videos and they will immediately realise the narrator is Canadian as hell
I hit someone with a book after she had emotionally tormented me for years and I ended up getting in trouble for “bullying another student”
I understand your stance is soft in a lot of these but you have to remember what happens to the bully wouldn't happen if they weren't bullys
School really thinks they care that it hurts you (they beat you harder)
yea true....
Guy purposefully threw a football at me when I wasn't looking so my head slammed into the brick wall. My dad told me do something back next time. A week later we're sitting in class and he stuck his arm back in my face. I hit him in the head with a heavy textbook. I got suspended, my dad got me Icecream and no one really ever messed with me again. He was a huge quarterback and I was a very small girl
Ok so the video and most the comments are about big revenge for big bullies. But I got a silly petty one. It’s not about a bully per se but she was far from nice.
In dining hall at my college one night I was getting dinner. I just put my plate down and I realized I forgot a fork so I went to get one. And there was a short line not that long but still like 3 or 4 people in the pizza line and they were standing right in the fork. It’s pretty common in my school to just step between the line to get a fork. As I was reaching for the fork I forgot the word for excuse me so I said “sorry”. I grabbed the fork in less than a second.
For some reason this really angered this girl. She turned to me and crossed her arms and snapped at me “Sorry, sorry for what” very rudely making fun of me while staring me down, I quietly said “I just wanted a fork” and muttered something about being confused. She kept on repeating the sorry thing and I forgot what she said but she was just being rude. Her friends joined and they were starring me down. I decided to just go back to my table.
And as I sat there alone I was simmering in regret for not coming up with some kind of great comeback, for only like 5 seconds before I realized I also forgot to get a drink. So I stood up and went to get a drink. Once I get there I didn’t have to turn my head to notice the girl tahts was rude to me earlier was in line right after me. And trust me I took my sweet time getting a water from that soda machine my hands never moved so slowly in my life.
I mean… eye drops have actually been used as a murder weapon on several occasions. But a single exposure like this probably wouldn’t do that.
i love to watch the vids while doing the dishes lol
So some backstory: I got bullied into attempted suicide at my first high school so I had to move to a second one
gets bullied still despite moving schools, I finally have enough of like 2 months of being hit in that school so when a kid grabbed my ass because I was gay I gave him some punches (I was 13 so imagine those awkward fights that happened) then I started to stand up to my bullies and the assault got worse, I would get sucker punched in the stomach and winded at least once a day. I still have no regrets
Hey I have a story if anyone wants to read it but if not skip to the end if you even want to read this comment thanks so the story starts off "I had this bully back in elementary and some still now but that's besides the point anyways this one girl wss billing me like normal and pushed me as hard as she could into a metal pole that we had on the playground I got a big bruise on my forehead right next to a big cut on my forehead because of a extremely sharp piece of metal that was hanging off of the pole and after I turned around holding me head to stop the bleeding I swing at at and got a very good punch to her face the next day I showed up to school with a bandage over my forehead and she showed up with a ice pack that was taped to her nose and eye because it was still swollen and red and black her and her friends never messed with me again😂" anyways love the videos keep up the good work!
For story 2, if someone taunted me about my cat dying if it did happen, I don't think they'd be up on their feet for long
more like in a hospital bed
8:25? I don’t think I would consider myself that
Last Story. I don't know how it was in the UK Navy, I was in the US Navy. Navy Recruits were in Boot Camp, not on ships. But you would occasionally run into A-Holes. They didn't last long though. What I learned was never take anything too personally. And that everyone, especially them, eventually needs a favor.
And if you have a 1) witness of higher rank than them that will back you up; or 2) two witnesses of equal rank to them that will back you up, your story will be believed over theirs.
Like I said, eventually everyone needs a favor.
Dumb question. Because I've seen this all the time. This looks fun - the video. I'd love to try to learn the minecraft jumping stuff. Where do I get to try this? Hahaha
Is that minecraft server public? been years since i've done any parkour and you're giving me the itch lol
This is about a plan I had that I luckily didn't end up needing but here it is; I had gotten bullied pretty badly in high school ( to the point of contemplating offing myself) so anyway I had a 4 d cell Maglight tin my backpack (I was always the weird kid that carried a 2 d cell maglight in their pocket) so no one ever thought about it in case I had to defend myself.
So, uh, the eyedrops can legitimately kill someone... there's a very very recent case of someone on trial for murder using eyedrops. Anyone looking for "revenge," please don't resort to using poison or anything potentially deadly... that makes you worse than the bully.
Rocky looked like he just fought Apollo after that punch. And yeah, you’re pretty soft but you’re a nice guy Canadian so I don’t know why people don’t expect that
I got one, this was at work and it's a simple hospital environment and sometimes there are bad days and good days but this was a legendary bad day, the entire shift started bad and got worse within an hour, half way through asshole Duncan starts to take his anger out on people, some of his loyal parasite of a friends join in and in time target me, near finishing time i was at my very limit and snapped, I won't say what I did because it's something I'm not proud of and it's something I should openly say, but I put pure terror into them (I was pretty short and weak at the time so generally not intimidated at all) the next day it had gone around what had happened and was generally worried about being fired or arrested but instead I was shown respect and was treated as an equal, Duncan still was an asshole but he was far more reserved and generally kept me out of arms reach right up until he finally left
I don't recommend doing what I did and there are plenty of other options that would have been better
A brick from the 3rd floor of our school almost fell on someone’s head.
Unrelated to story 11.. but similarly a rating system.. was a story my mom told me that happened to her. She was in high school and was walking by and these high schoolers were doing the rating system and they held up an 8 when she walked by.... She told me she felt really good about it so yeah.. that has to be incredibly motivating to someone with esteem and anxiety.. I kinda like that story though I don't know all that many details on it.. It's not something that got brought up a lot and I don't' feel it's right to confirm for exact details... Just the basic idea and her feelings on it
No Tolerance just teaches people to go down swinging. It’s one of the dumbest policies