I was bullied at school this is how I got through!

I don't talk about it alot because it still hurts alot! I was buillied through school,not just verbal but physical abuse. I mean black eyes and split open heads. When it started getting bad with the phyiscal stuff my mom took me out of school lucky it got that bad around my G.C.S.E's exams. The bullying went on through college as well! That was when I ended up in hospital after the main bully decided to crack my head open on the tutors desk and split my head open.
The worst thing was knowing I couldn't do a thing about it because her daddy was the sergeant of the local police station!!
The thing that got me through was my music! honestly, I played the chello,piano and violin. And was studying muisc and wrote alot of music for my exam. And that's how my love of different types of music started. I listened to lyrics and shocked people when I could sing lyrics to song and start playing the tune on the piano. But some songs have real meaning to me after the bulling like eminem & Rhianna's love the way you lie and Jessie J's who laughing now. But what I wanted to say really was if anyone feel's they are being bullied there is someone here, Me if you want to talk about cause I have been there and understand about. So if anyone feels they want to talk I'm here for you.

Thank you for sharing this, dear Bubbadog!! I know telling so is a big deal so I appreciate this!
Kids can be so harsh and even some adults aren't any wiser. And for what, a limp, your accent, being silent, different...
Bullying can make life hell. What sick creatures tortured you even into hospital, poor little Bubbadog. It keeps hurting, doens't it? What a good thing your music pulls you through, bless you dear.

This is my story; I have a neur. disorder called CTX, I only learned at 20.
I was a bright little girl but started being ill at 3. Constant bacterial infections, loads of antibiotics, many quick stools, I got clumsy, chaotic and wasn't easy to handle at home.
Nursery school started just fine, few friends I still could keep up but eventualy instead of improving I got slower. It made me very unsure, silent, crying a lot... Hey, food for bullies!(I might use the wrong wordconstruction but I'm sure you will forgive me )

Well the usual things; verbal, taking my things away, hitting and kicking. At 3th class (I was 8/9) I had a very oldfashioned teacher; knot, chequed skirt, severe. She couldn't handle children like me; I was told of, neglected, set apart... This broke me.
We went to another school which was heaven after the 1st. Understanding teachers, bullies given little chance. I still had little friends but I was kind of accepted, even happy.
At home I wasn't easy. My sibblings're having the same disorder. Little brother being worse affected, retarded and pampered. My sister was happy, not having many effects yet, I felt in her shadow.I was living my own world.
In the real world I was a sweet girl, ajusted to be accepted/liked. I thinks I sometimes felt being accepted, liked at times but always felt being an addition, not full.

College was hell again, I was an easy target, ugly( well not very pretty and when one hears being ugly, it's truth.)slow(also at gym,isolated, snapping...
Teeners are even more inventive of things to bring you down. Books drowned, flattening my cycletyres, glue in my long hair, being tripped up, hit and kicked, kicked off my cycle by a boy on a moped...
Again...the main bully was the son of a teacher.

I was (theatre)acting to keep going. When being someone else I was confident, angry, ... normal.

At 20 I was diagnosed and treated and I got physical better but not all well. Through circumstances I'm using the half of my medication and it sets me back. Basicly I'm still the same girl, introvert, ajusted, sweet. I struggled through education and work. Mentally I grew, still seeing a psycologist to control my feelings. I've to keep working on feeling accepted and more and more I do. By my friends, most of them having their own share in life and that feel safe. (Bless AH too)At work I'm appreciated for my contribution and YES I can feel that too. And hey, i'm intelligent enough but that has to get settled up here too.

Still there?? Quite some text, right.
Bless you so much for creating this opportunity dear Bubbadog! It's not easy writing this down, tears included, but it feels good.
I was informed about your hospitaltopic, I read it but can't find it back now. I hope you're gradually getting better. Good luck on this as well as dealing with your bullying-history.
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My story is quite short,but no less painful......It involves my son and the fact that ( although being 6ft 5in and well built ) in his first job he was bullied by a line manager. The company was involved in the print trade and this so-and-so had my son doing the worst jobs available and kept him working all sorts of hours without reward.He left the company after being unhappy for many months but didnt want to just walk out ,as it wouldnt have looked good on his C.V.
Cutting a long story short, my son became a Metropolitan Police Officer three years later and he had a very good day when he stopped his tormentor for a road traffic crime.........Often revenge can be sweet

Thank you for coming forward this these replies, I want to leave this open so if anyone else wants to come forward and leave a post they can, being open about what has happened and what effect bulling has had on yourself bad or positive helps to take the weight off your shoulders, And if you rather talk to me privately you can by just PM (private mailing) myself. I truely believe what goes around comes around. And I hope this post helps others.