I will say this; I'm not actually a violent person. However, if someone starts with me, they will regret it.
When I was at school, I went to an all girls school and girls are worse than boys in some respects. I was fairly small til I reached third year; by then, I'd shot up in height and had also piled on the weight as I was suffering from compulsive eating disorder cuz by third year, I'd been bullied continously for three years. I towered over the girls who bullied me; however, I didn't know my own strength cuz til the moment I snapped, I'd never fought back.
My breaking point was when this girl who was one of the main bullies came up to me and clawed me accross the face. She had really long nails and drew blood. I just completely lost it and started punching her in the face til she fell down, then kicked her repeatedly til a teacher ran up and pulled me off her. I got suspended for a week for that, and the bully got away scot free as far as school punishment went cuz, in the headmaster's words, "she was worse hurt". The fact that she'd started the fight meant nothing to him.
Even after I returned to school, I still had a lot of trouble from the other bullies but after that, I wasn't scared of them any more. It was as tho I'd suddenly had a realisation of "I'm taller, heavier and stronger than them. They can't hurt me any more, but I can hurt them." By the way, the bullying wasn't just verbal; there were trips, pushes and hair pulling as well. But I answered all that with punches and kicks. I threw a chair at a girl who was laughing at me. In the end, I was being kept in isolation in the deputy head's office instead of being in class, and the bullies feared me.
I still firmly believe that physical violence is the only thing that most bullies understand. They'll just keep on with their spite and nastiness til their victim delivers an epic smackdown.
When I was at school, I went to an all girls school and girls are worse than boys in some respects. I was fairly small til I reached third year; by then, I'd shot up in height and had also piled on the weight as I was suffering from compulsive eating disorder cuz by third year, I'd been bullied continously for three years. I towered over the girls who bullied me; however, I didn't know my own strength cuz til the moment I snapped, I'd never fought back.
My breaking point was when this girl who was one of the main bullies came up to me and clawed me accross the face. She had really long nails and drew blood. I just completely lost it and started punching her in the face til she fell down, then kicked her repeatedly til a teacher ran up and pulled me off her. I got suspended for a week for that, and the bully got away scot free as far as school punishment went cuz, in the headmaster's words, "she was worse hurt". The fact that she'd started the fight meant nothing to him.
Even after I returned to school, I still had a lot of trouble from the other bullies but after that, I wasn't scared of them any more. It was as tho I'd suddenly had a realisation of "I'm taller, heavier and stronger than them. They can't hurt me any more, but I can hurt them." By the way, the bullying wasn't just verbal; there were trips, pushes and hair pulling as well. But I answered all that with punches and kicks. I threw a chair at a girl who was laughing at me. In the end, I was being kept in isolation in the deputy head's office instead of being in class, and the bullies feared me.
I still firmly believe that physical violence is the only thing that most bullies understand. They'll just keep on with their spite and nastiness til their victim delivers an epic smackdown.
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