Bullies

Hey Guys

Today’s blog was going to be a fun light hearted one after the last two which are just my opinion on the said issue, but then I saw a post from a friend that was about how he had to delete his YouTube channel due to being trolled which believe it or not is a form of bulling and can cause people as much harm and physical bullying or verbal bullying. I have been on the blunt end of many types of bullying such as Cyber, Physical and Verbal just to name a few. I am not writing this to get some sort of pity party going or to get sympathy because without it I don’t think I would be as confident with myself as I now. I was lucky enough that even though I had been bullied for over six years I had the great strength of my family and my Grandma behind me. I was a fortunate.

I used to get bullied because of the way that I looked, in the bullies’ opinion I had a big forehead and used to get called names like ‘five head’, ‘alien’ and ‘boom head’ (they could have been more creative in my opinion). This first started in year three I went to a private school in Surrey which was from year three up to sixth form whenever I used to cross paths with some of the older boys they used to call me ‘five head’ at the time I didn’t know what was going on so I shrugged it off and thought nothing of it. At the end of year five my parents moved up north to Boston where I went to a Primary school for a year while there I got the odd comment like ‘Alien’ or ‘Five head’ which again I shrugged off. Then I went to secondary school in Boston where  the bullying became worse every day walking around from year seven to eleven I would get ‘forehead’, ‘boom head’ and ‘five head’ shouted at me on a daily biases.

I will admit at the beginning of year nine it made me feel so ugly and so annoyed that I was different from everybody else because I looked slightly different. I remember one day a group of girls had me cornered and they said ‘why don’t you get a fringe it will make you look better and it will stop us doing this’. The next time I went to the hair dressers I got a side fringe put in the day before non-uniform day so the next day I managed to find confidence somewhere deep inside me and I wore I skinny jeans and a comfy top.  The next day I walked into my form room again to the points and giggles this time when I sat down I got asked if I had an eating disorder and because I was caught off guard by the accusation I didn’t reply which they took as a yes which meant that I was no longer just being bullied because of my forehead but because I was skinny.

                I remember one day in year eleven I was sat talking to a friend about being bullied and I realised that I had been called the same names over and over again most of my academic life and I laughed at the fact that they couldn’t think of anything new to say. I remember this day very clearly I was walking down the main corridor and someone turned and said ‘forehead’ that was going in the opposite direction out of nowhere I stepped across the corridor till I was stood in front of them and said ‘I’ve heard that one before not very original’ and walked off his face was a picture.  I used the same tactic all the way up until prom where I was waiting for the comments about my weight to kick off and it did one girl said ‘she must be anorexic’ and I turned round and said ‘I’m not, I’m just more active and not a fat as you’ I know it was kind of a low blow but after the abuse she had given me over the years it was just a little ripple on the pond.

Now back to the present day I am happy with the way that I look and I still get the odd comment and still turn round and say ‘can you honestly not think of one I haven’t heard before’ which I know is not the proper way to deal with the situation but what is, after all the years I have endured being bullied I think I’m allowed to stick up for myself now.  I really don’t care if this opens up a can of worms to trolls I say bring it on because I am stronger than any type of abuse you can throw at me because I have been dealing with it my whole life and now it just makes me laugh

To all you bullies out there you think that your comments make us feel so useless and unwanted but sooner or later the person you bullied will surprise you and will stop caring about what you say and may end up finding the funny side like I did. Like I said before, this post wasn’t about getting attention or me wallowing in self-pity I wanted share my story about being bullied and to show that not all people who get bullied don’t have choice and that they have to deal with all their life because that’s not fair. Imagine that you have a child and that its them being bullied you will see the whole situation from another point of view, the view of your victims.