for me, id have to say 7th and 8th grade, but mainly 8th. full of hormonal, crazy 13 and 14 year olds who harassed me, found my number and address, and treated me like a subhuman.
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Maybe 5-6th grade, where I was bullied since the 1st grade non-stop and one of my coping mechanism perchance thanks to my homophobe mom, was just being blatantly hateful towards this group, but bum bumm bumm this silly little me realized that I’m actually bi af in 5th grade, so that definitely dug my self hatred in an even more profound level. I needed 7 years to change my internalized homophobia into self love and coming out.
Life can be whacky, but I’m deeply proud of achieveing this feat.
my guess is i told a girl i liked/wanted to be friends with my address and she was popular/bullied me so she told the other popular kids but I can’t be certain
Probably 9th or 10th grade. A group had ganged up on one of my friends. They bullied him mercilessly, shit in his locker, pushed and shoved him whenever they saw him. I wasn’t the target but there was nothing I could do that would stop them. He cracked it one day and hit one of them after being harrased for 30 minutes straight, turned into a group brawl.
Our group of friends all got on well but we all felt like we were on the outer. Thankfully it got better in subsequent years after the worst of the bullies dropped out of school.
I’m sure he appreciated that you stuck by him, even if there was nothing you could have done ❤️
3rd grade teacher killed himself.
6th grade, no teacher for half the year.
I didn’t like any year in school, and honestly wake up every day happy not to have to go to school.
Yea, I’d agree with 7th and 8th. 13-14 year olds are old enough to be relatively smart and know what things can hurt others, but young enough that most haven’t fully developed a sense of empathy. While most kids are relatively good, more than a handful will exhibit literal psychopathic tendencies that would get any adult labeled as highly dangerous or criminally insane. And they locked us all inside with them.
I’m not exaggerating when I say those were the darkest days of my life. High school wasn’t much better, but holy shit middle school was definitely responsible for the majority of my childhood trauma at the hands of my peers.
Ngl around 16/17 when I started hearing voices and seeing things in the shadows. It’s hard to stay concentrated on your school work when your hearing bugs in your head telling you that they’ve just broken into your brain. That’s just what schizophrenia is like. I’ll just be going around the place talking to people normally like I’m not hearing the most unhinged voices in my head.
I did have bad years in school as a kid because of bullies as well. I used to dwell on it a lot. I did conselling some years ago because it was affecting my confidence still and I am glad I did.
Up until highschool I would say. I was a scrawny little south east Asian kid with thick glasses and straight As who got bullied by a bunch of huge white kids.
Then puberty hit.
All of them. School was horrible. And not only did I have to fight with undiagnosed autism, the apartment I lived at had no heating and water didn’t drain so you had to shovel it from the bathtub to the toilet after showering or washing hair. It was all around torture.
