Quotes About Bullying

I grew up nerdy, scrawny, playing video games, and getting picked on.

Bullying is so common that it's viewed as almost 'normal,' but it should never be.

Unless there's something I missed in those letters, Ravenel did nothing particularly vicious. Never bloodied Henry's nose or thrashed him. It was more pranks and name-calling than anything else, wasn't it?" "Fear and humiliation can inflict far worse damage than fists.

The thing about so many of the kids here—country kids, town kids, a sad majority of these kids—is that their norm is constant drama, constant escalation. Conversations start, grow louder, get ugly, get personal. Insults fly and then lead to pushing, shoving, hair pulling, scratching, throwing punches, you name it. Principal Pevoto and the school security

I knew that girls made fun of each other, but talking about someone's body like that seemed so wrong. You can't choose your body! I was suddenly aware that I was under-performing in ways I didn't even know existed. From then on I always showered in my swimsuit, changed clothes in the outhouse (which defeated the purpose of showering), and worst of all, I developed the habit of swimming in a t-shirt.

after I got the oven, an evil neighbor boy named Jeremy bullied me into letting him bake a frog in it. The house filled with a putrid stench, and Dad tossed the oven out onto the curb.

taunted me with a bottle, saying they would push it up my butt. I was terrified that if I was the only one who stuck my neck out and told the truth of what we all saw, I'd be outed and worse. I honestly believed they might beat and kill me if I came forward and ratted on them and Jon and the other team members.

Not in a wig and red lips, all slender and seductive and sultry with beautiful false green eyes and an accent and walk that made him weak at the knees. The sixteen-year-old Katarina who reported him to the Whistler police, who accused him and his friends of gang rape, was a fat-ass, pimply-faced, desperate little slut of a schoolgirl. A fangirl who, according to other students at her school, had a poster of him on the inside of her locker.

Tell me something important about her. People make fun of her? Some did, she said. I never liked it, but... Crap. I looked at Molly and said, Code Carrie. We're in trouble.

There are people out there who enjoy hurting and scaring others. They're going to keep doing it until you make them stop.

My brothers bullied me, so I cried a lot as a kid. It was the only defense I had. Telling them to stop wouldn't work. The crying would bring my dad. Dad was my cavalry.

I never got how fat people could make fun of other people...for being fat.

I just hate feeling like this. I hate myself, for being ugly, fat, horrible, a weirdo, a freak, a bi....

I used too cry cause I'd be accused of being gay all the time ...now people are just like noooo whyyyy?!?

That awkward moment when they kid you used to make fun in 4th grade for being feminine turns out actually being gay.

Boys are honestly so immature it's not even funny I can never get away from being made fun of.

Doesn't everyone know that being left out hurts? It doesn't hurt to me...it kills. I've been bullied for 5 years. Isn't that enough?

I did nothing to you and you were being mean... therefore, I am the victim.

I don't get it, why are people soo hung on being mean? I can never be like that.

Being nice to the weird kid then, BOOM stalked for life.

Bullying is for people which dont have any confidence at all, so everyone which is being bullied, always remember; They are scared of you.You have something that they dont and thats what makes them bully you.Dont let any words from bulliers affect you because they are the ones which need some confidence, not you.

If a mother has an unhealthy need to dominate her children-which she demonstrates by bullying, terrifying, neglecting, suffocating, indulging, humiliating, overprotecting or abusing them- those children must come to the recognition that such treatment is wrong in order to begin the long process of recovery and ultimate understanding.

Most people can recall schoolyard confrontations with with bullies. Boys were expected to deal with them by standing their ground and slugging it out, even, as one man told me, "if you knew you were going to get your head bashed in. You had to show you could take it, and you'd die rather than cry." But for girls, the surest and safest way to avoid being picked on or terrorized is to get the bully to like you.

No, just as my abused generation was divided before birth, so was I divided on birth, delivered into a postpartum world where hardly anyone accepted me for who I was, but only ever bullied me into choosing between my two sides. This was not simply hard to do no, it was truly impossible, for how I choose me againse myself?