Bullies

When does it begin? When does it end? How is it learned? When did school stop being a place on integration and learning and become a place of division and fear?

How much pain and humiliation do our youth have to endure before we, as a society step up and take control of bullies. Our future is dying.

Children, killing themselves, each other. Our youth afraid to be the quirky individuals they are. Teenagers being forced to “confirm” due to the torment caused by others if the refuse. Who gives a small group of pimple faced teenagers the right to harass others? Why are the “others” afraid to ban together and overcome the fear they face daily simply by walking into the halls of school? I do not have the answers my faithful few. But I will share my own experiences with bullying.

There was a girl who I was forced to interact with on a daily basis, she was in most of my classes. This bitch would whisper about me to others. She had the ability to get the weak on her side. She was able to herd weak minded drones like sheep. They began doing her bidding, it went from one tormentor to a group of 4 or 5. The taunting and down right evil comments were unbearable at times. I would go home and cry alone in my room. I was too ashamed to let my parents see my tears. A knot would appear in my stomach before going to school. I would look in the mirror, my hair looks good, shoes are new, clothes clean and pressed, but I knew…she would find something, then the one flaw she found would escalate with every taunting comment and my day would be miserable. What did I ever do to her, the others? Nothing! Not one damn thing! The most hurtful part of her incessant cruelty was that she was able to get someone I thought was a good friend to join her. Do this day I am leery of whom I call “friend”.

There was a boy (yes a boy) in the bus. We were sophomores in HS. And this troll looking, short redheaded fuck face would call me names on the bus. I had it, one day I screamed back. What did I get for it – he spit in the face and punched me very hard in the stomach. The physical pain I could deal with, but the humiliation still follows me.

I am proud to say I never bullied anyone. I can sleep at night knowing that. I caused no fear, I was kind to all I met. Those bullies were horrible teens, and they are even worse adults. Parents, please take the initiative and speak to your children about bullying. Let them know it is ok not to follow.