"One subject I won’t pull any punches on is the topic of secondary school. Without beating about the bush, I flat out hated it. I’d just come out of primary school as the butt of every joke. I’d be leaving most of those kids behind at a chance for a new start, as a new person.
The new subjects, the new location and the increased autonomy were a lot to take in, and as early as week one, problems started rearing their head. They picked up on my preference to stay inside at lunch, my complete ineptitude at physical education and the current trends and my insecurity around aggression. They caught the scent of it like sharks to blood in the water and our developing minds and bodies amplified the effects.
I know now of course that at the time, I had also been living with underlying psychological health problems, problems that at that time hadn’t been brought to light and wouldn’t be brought to light until years later. But in that time, I was seen by them and by myself as just a pathetic excuse for an adolescent. A child who cried far too easily. The one the teachers would sigh at for needing thicker skin whenever I came through the door for support again and again.
What few friends I once had before were gone. The teasing had begun again. The old names from primary school came back. My perceived protectors started rolling their eyes. The targeting intensified. My responses driving me to believe I was broken one… And it happened. Breaking point."
Never really had this problem myself, while I was quiet and kept to myself the attempts at bullying kind of ended when they found out I had zero qualms stabbing them with compass or picking up a rock and actually using it. The advice to calmly stand up to bully's or tell a teacher is BS but when they know they are going to come away with some kind of injury it's stops being fun for them. Teachers didn't give a shit ether, even had the gall to ask me to apologize for defending myself you can guess my response.
I was blessed with parents that actually don't immediately think everything I say is a lie so explaining what really happened to them actually worked. A few weeks of punishment for almost my entire secondary school experience being peaceful was a small trade.
Never really had this problem myself, while I was quiet and kept to myself the attempts at bullying
