Does anyone else go from anger/rage about being bullied when you were younger...

>start thinking maybe perhaps you deserved it for being a weak easy target
Not so much that it was my fault but rather the people around me followed their most basic impulses rather than empathize with a fellow person.

There will always be people like that, use them to cherish your friends that much more. Let their ugliness define your humanity by contrast. Be what they aren't.

It's not so much a force of nature (otherwise bullies would simply devour the weak as they do in nature) as it is an expression of insecurity. Confident, content people don't lash out at others and they don't have a desire to be cruel.

i was bullied from pretty much kindergarten thru 8th. in high school it just stopped. guess i wasnt even worth their time anymore. being a ghost is almost worst in a way, at least you're fucking wanted by bullies.

I have never once ever thought that I deserved it even when my self esteem was low and I was suicidally depressed. Even with the cord around my neck I didn't think I deserved it. I came into this world a sensitive, kind, and generous little girl and everyone abused it out of me from before I even knew who I was. It's like I was born to be hated, even as a kindergartner. Now I'm bitter and don't trust anyone

I was bullied occasionally, not very severely but it happened. I'm not angry at the bullies at all, I blame myself for letting it happen and letting them see my insecurities. Once I started standing up for myself and stopped worrying so much what others thought of me the bullying stopped. I think most people attract bullies to them, like if someone makes a joke about your mom the first day of school, if you take it all seriously and get butt-hurt about it people are going to see you are weak and continue fucking with you. If you laugh off the joke and throw another one back at him then the boys will accept you as one of them and hang out with you more. It's all about the way you go about things. People who are still mad at their childhood bullies need to grow up and stop blaming their problems on the world and start looking at themselves and how they shape things in their own life.

That happened to me for the last two years of highschool. It was unnerving like you said. I tried to act like it didn't bother me but I felt like a guest in my own hs class. I hated attending any school events because nobody would talk to me or treat me like a classmate I was just nothing to them, they all had written me off from years of seeing me get bullied/bullying me themselves. Being forced to attend graduation was one of the most humiliating moments of my life. Standing, waiting to walk for multiple hours standing in a crowded room with everyone in graduation robes with nobody to talk to even my own cousin in my same graduating class was talking to my old bullies and pretended he didn't know me

nailed it. felt like living life on spectator mode, or with a permanent invisibility buff. Id try to talk to people, but it never made it past surface level. id always be the one texting first and initiating conversation. senior year i just stopped caring and accepted my fate, which follows me to this day

I wasn't bullied hardly ever every one thought I would become a school shooter or that I was on drugs

I got sexually harassed a lot by a group of chads and I got them suspended for it

I look back and I wish I had like a really evil bully worthy of revenge . but I can't think of any that really consistently tried to ruin my life. there's one guy who tried to fight me after school but a friend warned me and I just stayed at his house a while

like I wish there was one where I could totally say is worthy of revenge but nah, not worth it.

ive fought back and i got shit for it from the adults
ofc i cant say the bullies didnt, they got yelled at etc too, but they didnt care, maybe their parents didnt beat them
so i stopped fighting back and got bullied again

i unironically hate the world, as edgy as it sounds

I was bullied because I was strong, not because I was weak. I just wanted to get along with every one and make everyone around me happier, but I didn't some people are beyond help. The true Chads and even nasty mean girls held a respect for me because of how important I was to the school winning in sports and awards for essays and in science. I wasn't cool though I just count beat the overwhelming social anxiety of meeting so many new people, words escaping as i stayed silent. Unless i saw an issue though... There was this fucking tiny freak, the schools class clown... 4 foot something, round like marble, and insulting anyone an everyone his pack of burnouts came across.

I got my revenge by humiliating him without throwing a punch. I just snapped after class on day and forcefully stopped him and his two lanky sting bean boys from leaving the classroom. I closed the door and locked with the intention be just intimidating them, but the freak threw a fucking entire chair at me and acting like he had a knife or gun telling me i should kill myself with it. I lost it and pounced across the room grabbing him with two hands by the neck and just squeezing for a few seconds before pinning him to the wall. I dont remember what I screamed or did, buring on my face and redish black as I almost passed out. his two boys wanted NOTHING to do with him anymore. i still lived as they try to leave together, and I just followed them out into the hall. but then there was a crowd of people and he looked me dead in the eye and repeated "remember to kill your worthless self tonight" and time basically stopped as I wound up a punch to kill him as eye and heads slowly turned before it felt like 20 second of dead silence before I to the point of no return and I saw true fear from him and those around and as I uncocked the punch getting his face as people started moving to stop me, I hocked yellowest loogy all over his face as he ate shit falling down.

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As he fall down and physically cannot get back up. no one helps him and he starts crying. I walk to the counselors office and tell him everything while sobbing myself. i didnt get suspended or in trouble at actually. Instead we came to the conclusion that I would be happier if I switch to the smaller school where my best friend was going to. I could go there because of dumb district mapping, but the schooled helped me get an exception. All in all, I hope the dude rots in hell... but its scary to think how differently my life would turned out without him causing me to change schools. My best friend helped me make the same friends I have now, lifelong buddies.

I was a weak sperg, so it's surprising I wasn't bullied much. However the anger came later; while it was happening, I just thought it was normal, to be expected, etc. Right now, I'd happily condemn the bullies to a Chinese torture dungeon.
I did change school, from state to private, and it's interesting how little difference there is: at one there are kids that are in hard poverty, and literally come to school stinking and dirty, and at the other, there are kids who literally live in mansions that could fit my entire building in the ballroom. However, there was exactly the same mix of good ones and bad ones; the rich kids might have had more to lose, but they didn't fully realise that.