my subscribers served their bullies a BIG scoop of petty revenge - REACTION
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Hi, I'm Charlotte Dobre. I'm an actor, reactor, singer and sometimes (not really) comedian. On this channel I do reactions, commentary and occasionally I make a joke or two. I love poking fun at social media, weddings, entitled people, tiktok and OF COURSE petty people. I upload daily, usually 7 days a week, unless life gets crazy or I get lazy. Come hang out, it's a good time.
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I was a young police officer, who had a sergeant asked me out, and I politely said no. He spent the next several years making my life hell. I decided one day to get back at him when I knew he was off that day. I went to the pet store and I bought 100 crickets, went to the fish market bought a 6 pound tuna, and let it sit out in the sun for a couple days. on his day off, I went and grabbed the keys to his assigned, black and white, and I put that tuna and crickets inside his police car. He didn’t work for four more days so needless to say he came back to a smelly mess. 30 years later and he still doesn’t know who did it😂
And this is why the RCMP police women have won sexual harassment lawsuits!! Go girls!
Good for you!! lol
Love that for you. Thirty years ago, harassers could largely get away with it, but you could also get away with that kind of petty revenge if you had the stones to pull it off.
I believe you. My (deceased!) dad was a cop, a sergeant and husband, that fooled around on night shift 20+ years. He hit on young women for favors to get out of "trouble", watched parked car couples - petty stuff compared to his other crimes against society.
@@hereisthefullvid8934 Piss off bot!
Fifteen years ago, I got a call from the secretary at my sons elementary school, and informed me I had to come in due to an incident. When I arrived, my son was in the principals office and I was told my son assaulted another kid. He was 11 at the time. The short of it was that a bully was picking on a developmentally disabled boy, and would not stop. At the time, the teacher had left the room for over 15 minutes, seriously. When the bully just woulld not stop, my son applied some of what he learned in Tae Kwon Do. He pulled a Billy Jack and kicked the bully in the head. Dropped him. Of course, the bully was all in tears, as they are when they get their comeuppance. I was told my 11 year old would likely be suspended for a day, etc. I sat with him in the car, lip quivering, telling him how proud I was of him. Took him out to eat, and bragged him up to all of the adults in his life. Universal praise from all. The day he got suspended, I took him to the Mall of America and to a day at ValleyFair. One of the proudest days of my life. BTW, he's grown to be a fine man with a wife and little man of his own.
You are a great parent.
Good kid good parent I did something similar high-school
As the mother of a developmentally disabled son, I applaud your son. 👏
I hope your son is friends with the boy that got bullied.
Good on your son.
Side note: I'm now a little jealous of him, I grew up in Dakota County and I greatly miss going to Valley Fair.
Ok so I have to tell you about my best bully revenge story. So I grew up in a small town and they did not let anything go. I was the "fat kid" in school, and needless to say, the bullying was constant. Well there was this one particular boy we will call T. He made it his goal to torment me relentlessly, from kindergarten all through to graduation, he even moo'ed at me as I took the stage to sing at graduation. Nothing I ever did would stop him. He was absolutely horrible. Well we moved on after high school, but unfortunately i never left my hometown. I became very active in local church activities and became quite well liked by many people in the area. One day I was visiting with one of my new friends at her home, we where knitting and talking about growing up. All of the sudden T walks in the front door and sees me sitting on the couch talking. He stopped dead in his tracks, turns 3 different colors and then just yells, "what the hell are you doing here!" I smile sweetly and say just visiting. My new friend was his mother, yes I knew that from the beginning, and she was raging mad at the way he talked to me. I told her he was probably distressed at seeing me because he was the one that did all that terrible things to me I was telling her about. I wish I had popcorn for the show that followed. It was spectacular!! In the end, my life long bully had to apologize to me in front of his whole family and church. I can't say it made up for everything he did, but it definitely was enjoyable. Sometimes the long game is worth it! His mom and I are still friends.
Oh wow, that is brilliant and spectacular! Good for you! Sick momma on him. You're a genius.
I just love that you’re such a pleasant and decent person that you just went on being well-adjusted and having friends of all ages, in spite of being kicked around for your entire school career. And you didn’t even have to DO anything, and your stupid bully got his comeuppance. 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻
Wow if I was the mother I would do the same.
😂
that was really a clever move
My friends stuck up for me throughout the whole time I was bullied. One of my friends came by my house crying with her mom by her side, my friend was crying because she felt so bad for me and wanted to stop the bullying. She was the reason my parents realized how bad it was, and I will be forever grateful for that. One of my other friends was very shy, she was the quiet one in class, but one day when the bullies made me cry, she totally had enough and she was screaming at the bullies because she was so angry. When I tell you everyone’s jaws dropped.
My friend group always stood up for me and although we aren’t friends today I will be forever grateful for them
Your friends were amazing! I got bullied too but my friends all turned their backs on me and bullied me too. I hope you stay on good terms with your old friends.
I'm glad you had wonderful friends like that, many do not. To make a very long story short my so-called "friends" were the first ones to bully me when I came back to school after being taken out for a while. They were afraid they wouldn't look cool anymore if they continued to be seen being nice to me and would bully anyone that was nice to me. Quite often they thought it was funny to have class discussions about how weird I was, how disgusting I was for being raped, as well as telling years of secrets that I had once shared with them and going around the class asking everyone what all they thought I had done or what had been done to me sexually during the time period I was being raped.
ONE GOOD ASSKICKING WOULD DO IT! BUT THEN, MY MOM WOULD HAVE TOLD ME SHE SHOULD HAVE BEEN TOLD OF THE SITUATION...ONLY TO LET IT GO...WHO CARES? NOT MY MOM!
@@kennethyoung6752oh that’s rough 😢 I really feel for you and hope you coped and it eventually stopped!
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I'm very sorry you got bullied and raped. I'm sorry your "friends" decided it was there duty to tell everyone what happened to you. I hope you were able to get help for all of the issues both caused you. I hope and pray that you still have the courage and strength to fight for Justice for yourself and anyone else those ppl hurt. The best revenge is a life well lived. If justice was not served here on earth it will be when the Lord asked them why they did those terrible things to you. He is the only one allowed to judge ppl and justice will be served one way or another.
May God bless and keep you. Amen
I was the most bullied kid all through primary school, but once I entered Year 7, there was one girl that got hit with an even worse whammy of the "early hormones". Unfortunately, she had everything that kids would bully you for... 5'10 (at 12), a stocky girl for her frame, a curly, untamed, wild, thick head of hair (I was actually always so jealous of natural curls), incredibly pale, freckles, her last name was "Head" (cruel stacks-on by the universe, and she's long distanced from it, so I know she'd be okay with me disclosing that bit) socially nervous, and her reaction was to run or cry, whereas mine used to be either literally fight the, or total passivity (my bullies were a little surprised when I started actually fighting back, not just mouthing back and kind of giving them fuel). She just... Got dealt one of the worst hands to enter the Viper Pit of high school with.
There were a few horrid incidents, including in Year 8 or so, a kid pushing her down two flights of stairs, and "apparently" the whole maybe 20 people present saw nothing... That one *may* have ended up in his hand getting broken when we were crossing paths on that staircase. Seems his hand was holding the rail and an incredibly large stack of text books may have crushed his hand into the huge rail... No idea how that happened.
It seems that after years of copping bullying for as long as I did, (I think the final incident may have been my last year at school, at 15), I'd developed a serious injustice and bullying complex, and just couldn't handle seeing it in any way. So when the group of girls that had bullied us both decided to really hammer in on this girl during Home Ec. I went to a teacher and reported it multiple times (by this stage, my friend was so beaten down by the bullying and lack of intervention, she would just take it), and while the teacher was only metres away and could obviously hear it, she played dumb and said she had nothing to intervene in.
I had some *minor* anger issues as a teen, and played a lot of competitive sport (one of the many reasons I was bullied was "but how you do you play so much sports but you're still fat? Must be eating ice cream trucks between practice), so was physically incredibly strong... Fueled with the rage that seems to always come over me seeing people bullied, I confronted the girls and they laughed it off, knowing the teacher wouldn't do anything. Obviously being a hot-headed teenager, not a lot of logic followed the next step... But I basically picked up one of those insanely heavy teaching sewing machines they had, and may have inadvertently hurled it with everything I had at these girls. Obviously, it missed them. But it smashed into the wall, damaging it and completely destroying the machine. Of course I got the screaming from the teacher to see the principal, and was already storming out. Crossed the Vice Principal on my way out of class. While he was strict, we had a decent rapport, and most of the time he was hamstrung with the bullying situations because so many kids would lie. As we crossed paths, I was rage crying, already on my way out for a c!ggy (yes, I know, I was *that* teenager), and when he saw me, he asked if he was on his way up because of me. All I said in return was, "y'know, this kind of thing, for so long, is what can create sch00l sh00ters, and if not get the school for negligence if someone hurts themselves. Clean your house, or I'll do it myself."
Genuinely thought that was me expelled that day. Turns out that friend's dad owned a very successful store a town over (and yes, the kids bullied her that her dad OWNED AND OPERATED a "bargain store"), and upon hearing of the level of escalation and my actions, came in (with my dad) to back me hard. They both scared the school with lawsuits and media exposure, and somehow, I wasn't even punished.
She and I are still in contact. She has two beautiful kids, just married the man of her dreams, and is happy. Best revenge we ever got on our bullies was, 1 )becoming waaaay cooler than them in adult life (like, actually cool and weird and stuff, not yucky social capital, and 2) being dang happy in our lives as adults, while so many of them really hit their peak in high school. Neither of us have ever been invited to any kind of reunion, but I've been waiting for the day... My 20s and 30s have definitely given me my glow-up that part of me would love to go back to my cr@ppy hometown and show them. But honestly, them, the town, it's just... In the rear vision. Honestly feel like some even better vengeance is never having to go prove to them anything. They can think what they want, I'mma do me.
I am still waiting for a school reunion invitation and yet nearly everyone in my school year at secondary school seems to have mini meet ups on a monthly basis... My name has never been on the list. Now, I am just living my best life as myself instead of waiting around for it and going to an open mic night for the first time ever soon to sing. It feels so good!
@@elizabethjanetugby4695 I am *so* frickin' proud of you! As an artist, I know how terrifying your first open mics are! I've been performing since 2015, but only did two musical performances in 2017, before landing a lot of guest vocal spots with bands for gigs and recording, etc. Only wrote my own song (and really started arranging it) in the last year. Way too early for a singing open mic of my own stuff. But I did do my first poetry open mic in May, so I completely understand the hugeness!
At the end of the day, I think about those people so little now that I don't even really notice the lack of interaction. It truly feels like a lifetime ago, and like the person I was hiding as has been shed.
In all honesty, I think going back to my bible-belt hometown as an alt model, musician, artist, queer and trans activist and with the magical powers of a nasty genetic disease (that seems to make us age very well) and being the weight the "popular girls" aspired to be (through ill-health, surgeries, that genetic disorder), and living a life so authentic and happy as I am, I don't think they'd even get it. A friend asked the other day to see what my ex gf looks like now, and we may have done some sneaky-peeking, and... Well, I don't need to prove anything. She *was* one of the "Hot Girls ™". No judgement to anyone who chooses to be a stay at home mum, I'm just glad I didn't end up with the life of the girls I used to admire.
"Clean your house or I'll do it myself!" ❤️LOVE 🤍LOVE 💙LOVE THAT!! Good for you!
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I have a story: My former chemistry teacher HATED me and 'bullied' me, by giving me lower marks than I'd deserved just to 'motivate' me, by ignoring me when I raised my arm just to tell me later that the quantity of my oral contribution isn't good enough, by not allowing me to jump class but allowing three of my friends (all male-coincidence? I think not) to do so even tho we were equally good, by telling me I should be more like-let's call her-Susan because she had given a correct answer and I made a tiny mistake in a different question. Funny tho, that I had just told Susan the answer because she had no idea (I don't blame Susan). And so on and so on. I think the reason why he didn't like me was because I dared to correct him. The first time (it was very early on) it was a mistake that REALLY shouldn't happen to a chemistry teacher. And he continued to make these mistakes, answering questions wrong and then denying ever given us the wrong answer etc. So overall he wasn't a qualified teacher and a bad chemist. No idea how he managed to get through uni, cause it was nearly embarrassing.
At the day when we got our final grades (not the graduation party), we had a gathering with all of our (then) former teachers. We shook hands, had a chat about our plans and futures etc.
So he approached me. He wanted to shake my hand. I left him hanging HARD. He felt so awkward. It was amazing. He then had the audacity to tell me that I shouldn't study chemistry, because Im not good enough. One of my favourite teachers was standing besidrs him smiling and encouraging me the entire time. He saw his hand hanging mid air and he just gave me a approving nod. God, I miss that teacher.
ANYWAY. Years later, we met again at the Open-door-day of my school. He approached me and asked me, how I was and what I ended up doing. So I told him. I told him that I am working on my thesis in quantum chemistry. He only has a B. Sc. And there is a clear hierarchy in the scientific field. If you don't have a PhD, you are a nobody. And he doesn't even have a masters. But I digress. So I tell him. Guess what he said. He actually said:' Well, I guess I taught you well then. Good teachers are important.' So I answered. An I said:'Yes. Teachers should lead by example. And you showed me exactly what not to become.'
The I walked away. I wish, I'd turned around again to see his face, but I can imagine he was at least surprised. After that, I also thought about better answers, but it felt REALLY good in that moment.
(Sorry for my English. Its not my first language)
Your English is fine, your attitude is terrific, & your PhD in Quantum Chemistry is wonderful! Congrats on maintaining your self-confidence & on all of your successes!!
Your English is fine. Don't worry about it. 🙂
i think your English is great
Sometimes all we can do is be a bad example, to show what shouldn't be done, and it sounds like the chemistry teacher was there leading the pack. You earning your PhD, when he'd tried to discourage you was some revenge on him, but you telling him what you did was the icing on the cake. Living well is the best revenge.
I am applauding you SO HARD right now!!
I was bullied by a teacher. For a little context, I was and still am a bit on the heavy side. I also had really bad asthma when I was a child. When I was in the 5th grade my teacher Mrs. Vance bullied me relentlessly. One time I had come in late from recess. I had been running from the back of the playground and had to stop half way to take an inhaler and had to walk the rest of the way to breathe. Mrs. Vance asked why I was late, when I explained what happened she yelled at me in front of the class
"Maybe if you weren't so fat it would be a problem"
All I could say was "yes ma'am " and return to my seat, still trying to catch my breath. One of the other kids (I love you Bianca and thank you wherever you are) went home and told her parents what happened. They got ahold of my mom. My mom went to the school the next day, the principal called Mrs. Vance into the office and my mom verbally tore her apart while the principal just watched. Mrs. Vance's teaching contract was not renewed for the next school year.
YESSSS!!! 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻 I'm so sorry that happened. Many teachers are just grown up bullies 😤
I am so sorry for what happened to you. Bianca, her parents and your parents rule though!
OMG that's awful! I'm so sorry that happened to you, but I'm glad she wasn't rehired.
Fuck YES- all hail that girl!!! Hope you’re better 💜
that b*tch! She didn't deserve to teach kids, your mum is a rock star!
For the girl who became a high school hottie then acted like she didn't recognize one of her bullies, it's a great example of one of the best forms of revenge, living a better life.
Thanks! ☺️ I do love to think I turned better in life; I actually learned one of my main bullies did some jail time...
I did the same! Some "frenemies" I had who bullied me to the point of me trying to pass away. Stopped being in contact, got my degree, married to a hottie and have a beautiful baby and a great job and home. They are still playing the victim years later. Last I heard, they were into drugs, several failed or abusive relationships, and struggling financially with not a very hopeful future. I'm not even angry at them anymore, just grateful that I found the strength to leave.
(Edit: context added)
“The best revenge is living well.”
@@kirstenb3845 I mean... I get the rest but the abusive relationships? Why do you sound pleased by that.. ick.
@@the.office.alliance4736 I believe you misunderstood what I was saying. Like I said, that's just what I last heard of them, nothing more, no vindication received from this. Abuse is never okay, no matter who experiences it.
2 stories. 5th grade I had been bullied for 2 years straight by -almost- my entire grade and no matter how many teachers I went to they just told me how sorry they felt for me and they wished they could do something. Nothing physical happened, just hurtful words and laughter and total isolation I had 0 friends. One day I was fed up before class started. The teacher was still seated getting her papers together and they were pointing and laughing at me from across the room. I stood up and shouted as many curse words at them and told the entire class I was done and they all needed to leave me the eff alone. I sat back down. I looked at the teacher. The teacher went about her business like nothing had happened or been said. They left me alone after that, some even started talking to me like I was a real person, I will never forget her silent approval. In high-school I was in summer school and there was a girl who was getting bullied, I did the same for her and stood up in class and told them to leave her the eff alone. The bullies didn't like that and showed up at my locker (3 beefy girls) saying they were gonna whoop my *ss. I slammed my locker shut and angrily said "alright, well since you obviously are the people in the right let's get this over with" and ripped my jacket off and threw it down ready to fight. They looked me up and down, had a change of heart, walked away and never bothered me or her ever again. The girl then became my friend(the one being bullied) and showed me her suicide note(after months of friendship) and told me that she had been wanting to kill herself for how hopeless she felt and thanked me with so many tears for saving her. You never know what someone is going through. If you see something, say something.
These comments and shared stories have brightened my day immeasurably. I too was repeatedly bullied from gr 1 to 9 until I dropped out of school (was unjustly expelled and just threw in the proverbial towel)
Glad so many of you got vindication and or peace of mind
You saved her life! ❤
"My bluntness is internalized PTSD from bullying."
My bluntness is borderline offensive and Charlotte just made me realize what it really was. ❤
Same here! But being blunt is cathartic.
I was heavily bullied through elementary school, but particularly by one boy whom we shall call T. T would constantly belittle me but the most annoying thing he would do was constantly pull on my braids. My Mom would spend every morning beautifully french braiding my hair and I really loved it but his favorite thing to do was yank on them, sometimes even pulling the hairtie off so that the braid fell out.
In 5th grade science class, unfortunately, his assigned seat was behind me which gave him many opportunities to pull my hair. I have no idea when during the year this happened but one day I had had enough and when he pulled my hair, I used the epic speed of whipping around in my seat to slap him as hard as I could across the face.
Both of us sat in stunned silence and I, teacher's pet who would never hurt a flea, terrified of getting in trouble, felt doom enclosing as he jumped up to go tell on me. The teacher looked at me, looked at him, shrugged and said "You deserved it. Go sit back down."
I enjoyed several days of awe and veneration for standing up to him and was never bullied again.
Love this story 🤣🤣
Yeah, for the boys, beat them up and they won't dare again!
So happy with the teacher's reaction
Violence is so much more impactful when it comes from the quiet kid - I remember two instances of me, also a generally mild kid, teacher's pet, never in fights, standing up for a friend... Those bullies looked so shocked, ha. Leave me and my friends alone. Same as you, never any trouble with those people afterwards.
Imagine Charlotte lookin down at the girl and giving her a likkle "boop" on the nose like "awwwww that was cute, tiny human" 😂😂😂😂
Lol 😂YES!!
My thoughts exactly
My sister was being bullied really badly one year in middle school. We tried everything we could to get it to stop. The turning point for us was when this young lady pulled my sisters pants down in front of the doors to the school. The girl got a half day suspension but nothing more. My dad said, “Sweety, don’t forget to wear your belt today. And whatever happens, make it count.” We don’t know what made him say that but she took him at his word. She wore beautiful blue jeans and a sweater and the girl tried it again. Only this time she was prepared and without missing a beat my sister punched the girl in the face. The girl went crying to the teachers and my sister didn’t get into trouble because other kids came forward about the first time. The bully got suspended for trying to pull her pants down. Needless to say that my sister never got bullied again after that.
That's awful, and borders n a sex crime
Um.... I'm sorry what???
👏👏👏 Hope it was a good, hard punch! Good job for standing up for herself!!
@@lollybirdy no, she's right. Some places would consider that a sex crime regardless of the genders of the victim and perpetrator. The law is starting to wise up in some places, and starting to realize the extent of abuse such as this. Imagine if the bully had someone record it and put it on the internet. Imagine how many pedophiles will download that video and share it among each other. People don't realize how badly in trouble they can get, by doing stupid things like that. Even if it wasn't their intent to distribute child porn, the fact that they shared that video publicly would put real damage on their reputation and future.
@@lollybirdy you can't just go around forcibly removing someone's clothing. I can't believe I have to explain that to you
What's weird that even as adults and as far removed (in years) as we are from our bully experiences, the PTSD is so real and visceral. I see it in Charlotte and feel it in myself... the blood still boils!
Yes! This! I'm almost 40 now and I'm still scared to be in certain situations incase kids bully me again.. except I know that can't and won't happen but my fear overwhelms me 🙈
@@realangel27 I hear you, I'm just over 40 and I feel the same way. I snap right back to being a kid again with the fear but also feeling indignant that those bullies really are just trash people sometimes
I have PTSD from being bullied by both my peers and adults. This is something that takes time and a butt load of effort to heal. I've also come across victims of bullying and gave them advise on self healing. It takes work, a lot of it
I’m cruising up on 50 and when I remember the day my bully sat behind me in music class. she proceeded to tell her goon “watch she’ll turn around “ threw a music book at me and yelled “hey ugly”. I didn’t turn around but sat there with tears streaming down my face.
I did get a small amount of satisfaction when her fiancé came into the place I was working at 18 and remarked to his mother , (a fellow employee) that I was the most beautiful girl he’d ever seen. There was a small group that made my middle school years absolutely miserable and she was the absolute worst.
Being bullied is real trauma and I don’t think you can ever truly heal completely after.
My now 11 year old daughter has been through a LOT with bullying. Last year she started at a new school after the passing of her Dad (my husband). Now, my daughter is painfully shy and already struggled with school after a teacher from her previous school would make snide comments to her about things outside of my daughter's control. Anyway, from the VERY FIRST DAY, a girl in her class decided to target my daughter. My daughter is very tall for her age (at 11 years old she is 172cm tall) and is also "advanced in physical maturity " . My daughter was body shamed about her weight (she's skinny but this girl convinced her she was fat all because my daughter has the body of a woman, not a 10 year old girl), and this girl would even bring other kids over to her just to say "look at her face! Look at all the acne!", and much, MUCH, more.. My daughter would then avoid school as much as she could, and today, I can barely get her there. I would speak to the school every time my daughter actually made it to school, and was bullied for another day. I was at the end of my rope when the school would tell me that they would leave messages for this girls mother and the mother would avoid these calls. If they hadn't separated the girls for this year, I swear to God I would have slapped the attitude out of this girl and then slapped the attitude out of her mother! My daughter was at the point of having suicidal ideations at 10 ! So while I'm not a violent person, when it comes to my kids, I will do whatever it takes to protect them..
I’m so sorry that your daughter is going through all that. That’s horrible and her bullies and teachers seriously need to be told off. I don’t understand how her bullies can be so cruel and how her teachers can be so oblivious/neglectful. My heart goes out to you and your daughter. 💔💔
Don't understand why bullies pick on the kind and the innocent....
In high school, I was bullied by nearly everyone in my class. What people forget most of the time: People are blind for their victims until they are bored and the victim of bullying is always aware of the surroundings. So I got to hear a lot of things while I was having lunch... So I got rid of most of my bullies by knowing little secrets, that they did not want to be shared. But one of them I never got a secret about until one and a half years into him bullying me.
The boy, who was the leader of the bullys always said, that his dad was such a rich person and they did not have any financial problems.
Then one day my mum came home from work and asked: "Is a boy named (X) in your class?"
I said yes. And then she told me everything!
She worked with his mum on this new job she had and they talked about their kids, about how they were both divorced and how my bullys dad left when he was a baby. My bully had a job as a cleaner on the weekends, so that the two of them would get by. He was ashamed of it and lied to the other kids at school. So yes, I had some empathy for him, but... I had a secret in my hands and I had to use it to stop this bs.
I know, this was not the nicest thing I have ever done, but there we were.
My bully was making fun of me, because I worked on the weekends as a waitress and as a delivery person for newspapers in front of the whole class while we were on lunch break. I did both, because I wanted to study and needed the money for college. I went up to him and whispered in his ear: "My mum works with your mum and guess what... I know very well, what you are up to on the weekends... Cleaning boy." I smiled and added: "And I bet, that you want to keep this a secret between you and me... So here is what we will do now: You are now the nicest person in our class and will always defend me if someone bullies me." I never intented to tell his secret and embarrass him. I could never do such a thing! But... he did not know that. ;)
His mother never got to know, he was a bully. She was such a sweet lady. And my bully stopped bullying me.
omg I love this. Wish I had the upper hand against my bullies like this so I could handle things discreetly without losing the satisfaction. All I did was give my bully a slap and the school never put us in the same class again.
Bullies only recognize someone who is more powerful. Well done.
Younger you in the path of becoming a master of whispers
This was kinda wholesome for some reason 😅
@@ZombieLeo94 An "attitude adjustment" with no victims? just a win-win all 'round...
This is more karma than petty revenge: I was bullied by a set of girls throughout high school. It is important to the story to know that we were all middle-class Latinas. The queen bee had one of her minions put a note in my locker that said that they hated me, didn’t want me to eat lunch with them, they didn’t want me in Queen bee’s quinceñera, and everything they thought was wrong with me. I was devastated and of course went home crying and told my mom everything. I eventually found a great group of girls to hang out with and moved on with my life. When I was around 30 years old, I was having dinner with one of my Mom’s friends, a very respected judge, who was one of the first Latinas to graduate from Boalt Hall (UC Berkeley law school). She said, “Remember [name of queen bee]?” I asked her how she knew my old nemesis, and she said that my mom told her what happened all those years ago, and she remembered queen bee’s name. Well, queen bee had asked my mom’s friend to mentor her when she was at Boalt. Mom’s friend remembered her name, noticed she went to my high school and said, “No.” She never explained to queen bee why, but I asked her why. She said she didn’t want to waste her time on mean girls.
One of my high school friends randomly decided she hated me and started to torment me. It eventually backfired on her when she tried to to use a Mean Girls tactic and spread lies that I was a lesbian. She forgot that it was 2018 and was shunned as she ended up outing herself as homophobic while three girls asked me out, one of whom is still my close friend today. I didn’t get to take revenge on her myself, it was very satisfying that she sabotaged herself.
damn she played herself
I had several bullies over the years. How I handled them was by using my weight against them...not very proud of that nowdays. But the one that I'm VERY proud of is how I literally walked away from a snob from High School. This was the year after graduation. I had a good friend named Candy. My brother told me that my friend Candace was working with him and would love to see me again. So I believed it was Candy and the next day went to his workplace. He went to bring her from the back to meet me. I heard my name called out, turned around and said, "Oh...it's you". I turned back around and walked out. My brother ran after me asking why was I so rude to my friend. I had to explain that she wasn't my friend Candy, she was Candace, one of the snobbiest girls in school. I later found out that she was shocked to bespoken to like that and ended up quitting because "everyone laughed at her."
What I realized, is that you can be a bully or snob in school, but that don't amount to a hill of beans after graduation! So be kind kiddos.
No. It was handled with so much class. No confrontations, no mean words. Just straight up ignoring her. Very classy
One of my favorite petty revenge moments was in Jr high school. I had a good friend who also happened to be a very tall redhead like our Queen, Charlotte ♡ She was always making bright and fun fashion choices, at the time it wasn't considered 'cool' to dress that way. As a result she was constantly bullied for her fashion choices. This girl was full of fire though, I always looked up to her because she did not care what anyone thought and had no problem telling them so. One day, in class, one of the popular boys decided to make fun of her bright chartreuse colored sandals. He started to ask her why she wore such ugly shoes. Her very loud response for the entire class to hear: To make stupid people like you ask stupid questions like that. And you know what? It worked!
The entire class started rolling in laughter and spent the rest of the day making fun of the boy for getting called out like that. It didn't stop the bullying, but it was a big moment for us 'dorks' 😂
EDIT: Thanks for all the comments, I never expected that. I'm sorry some people say they can relate, because no one should have to be able to relate to something like this. I just want to say that as an adult I've been diagnosed with Asperger's Syndrome, depression, general anxiety disorder and insomnia. I do have contacts with the psychiatric world and I'm on medication. It's still an uphill battle, especially after losing my mum to cancer last year, but I haven't given up yet and I'm still trying. Again thanks for the comments, hugs to all who can relate to being bullied, I don't wish that on anyone.
I’m so sorry for your experience! It sounds absolutely horrible! You were sexually assaulted tho. You may have been saved from that r-word but SA occurred for sure. I hope you’re seeking help now. Your message is spot on tho; help the bully if you an but protect the victim at all costs! Hurt people do in fact hurt people if they are allowed to so we should not allow them to. Sending you hugs and prayers from San Antonio TX USA.
IDGAF! I would NEVER want a child to be abused but someone better not EVER come to one of my little humans and bully them bc their issues at home! PERIOD
That ticks me off. I wouldn’t permit bullying in my classroom. Often it was very subtle things bullies would do, thinking I didn’t see it. I consider it a distraction in my classroom and punish accordingly. I keep notes with dates just in case mommy and daddy come at me.
I’m sorry you endured so much. People make excuses for others shitty behavior. It’s toxic.
Omg. I so sorry you went through that and are still suffering. My experience wasn’t nearly as traumatic and I still suffer. Look into therapy for CPTSD. The crappy childhood fairy in YT has helped me a lot. ❤
Isn't that lovely?
I was always told I must have done something to make them bully me.
Yeah...
Victim blaming is so much easier. 🤬
1980, junior in high school. One of my proudest moments, and also one of my most shamed for not doing it sooner. After months of three "mean girls" tormenting and making lives absolutely miserable for two sisters on the bus because they were poor and wore ratty clothes, I had enough. I blew my stack, told the mean girls off and made it a point to sit next to the sisters every day after that. The "mean girls" were popular but I didn't care, as I had my own stuff going on in high school (lived on my own, worked full time). Fast forward. One of the mean girls is dead (OD), another has been married and divorced 4 times with 5 kids, and the last... ended up changing her ways and we are good friends. She apologized to me about her behavior, and I told her it wasn't me she needed to apologize to, it was the sisters. Which she did. Both the sisters are married, have kids and are quite successful in the health industry.
❤️
I myself consider I was a bully in middle school and high school. I was a tomboy all my life, played lots of sports,very funny, very popular in every group I entered. Nobody knew the problems I went through at home with an alcoholic abusive father, poverty and so on. Every adult in my life complimented me for being way more mature for my age. The thing was I always lashed out when an injustice occurred. If someone was bullied by other students for no reason, I intervened. I can't remember the number of fights I've been in but I haven't lost one ever. Starting from 6th grade up to finishing high school I've had a major fight every year, including 2 times when I punched 2 different professors after they assaulted some of my classmates( living in Romania in the 90's, it was quite common for professors to behave that way and was accepted behind closed doors). We had a German professor in high school that SA girls all day long in front of the whole classroom until the day I said this has to stop. He called me at the blackboard to assess my knowledge and grade me. When I started writing, he started making comments that I should dress more lady-like if I wanted good grades in his class, that I have a fabulous behind and it's always covered and actually came down to me, put his hand on my butt and asked the whole class if he was right. I felt the veins pulsating heavily. He sat down afterwards, I turned around and saw the grinning in his face. I snapped. I punched him numerous times in the face, broken his glasses, nose and cheekbone. The cops were involved, he wanted to get I restraining order. The school wanted me expelled. I went to the County school inspectorate so my fate will be decided. Little did I know that more than 100 students and a few teachers from my school were there already lobbying for me with proof of the conduct of that professor. I was never expelled, he had to move to a different town very far away because many parents threatened his life after they found out of the abuse and he can't ever teach again. You can't fight bullies with flowers :)
I remain to this day the bully of injustice.
Bloody marvellous! Good for you!
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You were not a bully in any way shape or form if all your “bullying “ was done to help someone who was being bullied. You helped those unable or too scared to help themselves. That is an equalizing, caring person.
It's just sickening. Children are not supposed to protect themselves against those specifically placed in roles to guide them, teach them, care for them. Glad he got what he deserved. And the nerve he had to accuse you, while he fully knew what HE had done. Such individuals make my blood boil... I know my grandma would do the same, punch the hell out of him...
We live vicariously through you, as Charlotte said. You did good.
My kids did have a tendency of being targeted because they always tried to take the bullied kids into their fold. I hated them being the subject of nastiness but proud they had the kindness to stick up for the under dogs. They are still kind as adults, all 4 of them ❤
I was friends with this girl in middle and high school, until she did a 180 sophomore year and started bullying me. She spread rumors that turned all but one of my friends against me. She started texting me all the time, telling me all the horrible things she was going to do to me (some of which were threats of bodily harm and SA). All of this spiraled me into depression and made me dread going to school because I didn't want to see her and knew none of my old friends, save my bff, would believe me about what she was doing. She was good at making herself the victim. At one point, I backed out of a field trip because I didn't want to be stuck on a bus with her. It was on this trip, that she messed up. She texted me with her usual crap; she was gonna hurt me, make everyone hate me, blah blah blah. Until she told me that she was gonna get the guy sitting with her on the bus to SA me, so she could film it and show it to everyone. She said that he'd agreed to it, that he liked the idea. What she forgot, was that I had his number too. So I texted him, asked him WTF was wrong with him and why he'd let her pull him into her bullying. He had no idea what I was talking about. I sent him screenshots and he was horrified. He was so shocked that he decided to help me out. He agreed to be my witness when I went to administration. He wanted to be sure his name could be cleared. So we, along with my parents, went to admin and showed all the messages. Boy made sure to tell them that she was bluffing and he had no part in what she was doing. The principal freaked out because in some of the texts she'd mentioned doing these acts on school grounds. She was suspended and they changed our schedules to be sure we had no classes, or breaks together. After the messages made their rounds through the friend group, they all shunned her and she was left alone and friendless for the rest of the year. After that, I started a duel enrollment program with our local college, so I no longer had to take classes at the high school, meaning for the last 2 years of HS I was bully free.
That's an awful low life person to make you go through that, I'm glad you're doing fine never let anyone bring you down 💜✊🏻
I went through the same thing but had to switch schools because I couldn’t go a minute without one of them (big group of girls) torturing me or doing things to make everyone hate me. One of the girls joined kick boxing and said it was so she could “fuck me up” and would always tell everyone how she wanted to seriously hurt me. She got everyone to hate me by saying I slept with their boyfriend or other bs rumours and I was the new kid so they all believed her over me. I’m sorry you went through that it’s absolutely rough…. But hey, I think we turned out better for it!
I had a couple of bullies in high school but one of them, Joelle, was the worst. I'm talkin' the classic spreading rumors, leaving chewed gum on my seat, stealing my property, etc. She would also always bat her eyes or cry on cue to get me in trouble and make me look like the bad guy instead of her. After we graduated, a friend of mine had told me she was working as a waitress in a restaurant but I thought nothing of it because honestly, I never wanted to ever hear her name again.
Well, about a year later, a good friend of the family was celebrating a baptism at a restaurant, to which my whole family attended. Lo and behold, it was the restaurant Joelle worked at and she was OUR waitress. Throughout the party, she made no visible hint of recognizing me and was nothing but smiles and kindness to my family, always making sure our cups were filled and practically waiting on us hand and foot. Honestly, she was a great waitress, but I could recognize those fake smiles a mile away. My dad, who is a very generous man and decided to pay for our whole table (which was practically half the party), was completely taken by her kindness and told us he was going to leave her an extra large tip because of how good of a waitress she was. Well, I decided this was my opportunity to beat her at her own game.
See, my dad is Italian, and I am his only daughter, so I have always been daddy's precious little angel. I put on my best look of distress, quietly told him she was the one who had made my life miserable in high school, and I was even able to get my eyes a little misty. My dad said nothing, but I could tell by the look in his eyes that he was FUMING. When we left, he paid for the bill covering almost 20 people and didn't leave a single penny as a tip!
Moral of the story: Don't bully people in high school, it might actually cost you 🤭
There was the guy I went to school with. We had known each other since 7th grade. We used to be friends. When we were in 9th grade, he started being a total jerk. I’m not exactly skinny and growing up, I was an overweight girl. I wasn’t a fast runner and got pretty tired after P.E. We had that class together… Well, he started calling me fat, tubby and any nickname that basically went with overweight. It went on for a couple weeks, then I started getting text messages calling me fat, slow, pudgy, overweight, etc. It really made me hate myself and my body. I was ashamed of myself. Soon after I started getting the texts, I decided to go to the vice-principal. We had one of those principal’s that was rarely in the office… This principal was often on a golf cart driving around the school, so we had to look for them when we needed them. But the Vice-principal was cool and listened to the students that needed help and was in his office 95% of the time. It was after school and I went to his office. We talked and I explained how I was getting bullied by this person. The VP listened and said he was gonna talk to him. I got up, and as I was going to leave, I got a text. It was from my bully. It seemed like the perfect time and place to get the text. The VP and I had both seen the text, so he asked me to send a pic of that to him. I took a screenshot and emailed the VP. The following week, he avoided me during PE and after that, I never saw him again. I dunno if he changed classes or moved schools or what. But I mean I never saw him on campus again. I never dealt with the overweight bullying in high school again either. I’m now in college and don’t have to deal with being bullied for being overweight, though I am still working on losing weight for my own sake. I am a happy young woman though, I love myself for being me. I never found out what happened to my old friend turned bully, but at this point, I don’t care. I do hope he was grown up, stopped bullying and is doing well
Editing to say that I did block my bully’s number. And he used other peoples phones to text me hurtful names. Bullies really suck
I'm a high school teacher of several decades. We adults don't usually see bullying when it happens -- bullies make certain of that -- but when I do, I smack down the bully, go stand by them, and make sure everyone knows what I think of this behavior. Then I praise the bullied kid whenever possible, put the best stickers on their papers, bring brownies for their birthday, "forget" the bully's birthday, etc. While I believe every kid who's a bully does so for various reasons, and I may feel sorry for them for their need to put someone else down, I make sure my classroom is as bully-free as possible.
Woohoo!
@@Dany_Stormborn Believe as you wish.
@@Dany_Stormborn I know this, Dany. I've been involved with this for a long time, been a district translator in IEP's and crisis meetings, and worked with parents to understand what their child's challenges are. But I draw the line on anyone screwing with my classroom environment. I've spoken with many bullies over the years, am familiar with the mindset and problems they come from, will make time for them outside of class, refer them to our social worker, etc. -- but they're not going to screw with other kids and their emotional well being in my classes. However, if I feel I need further schooling, I'll be sure to let you know.
I remember being in elementary school and drawing with chalk on the basketball court, when the bullies came over and started trying to hit me with sticks.
There was this cute boy who was SUPER shy who was playing basketball alone and he said “guys leave her alone” and I still thank him for that today.
I wasn’t necessarily bullied in school, but I was neglected and abused by the people who should have loved me growing up (and those same people now), so growing up I thought that was how people “who loved you” treated you… and sought that out. So I was a target for abuse well into my 20s.
I definitely know for certain that my attitude and clap backs are directly a result of the abuse served up in those years!!
Same
Charlotte smiling and asking her bullies how they're doing is the moment of 2022🤣😂👏🏽 BOOYAH, stitches🥳
Yes! I loved how she named them. Their last names may have been muted, but they will know who they are if they watch this video. Interestingly, I tried reading her lips (no skills here, whatsoever) and some of those last names could be curse words. Fantastic way to end this video.
As a teacher I do address bullying and always have. Bullying can include humiliation, violence and even sexual assault. I don't always see it, and students don't always report it. But I do look for certain behaviors, such as change of demeanor around certain students, a gathering of students around another, etc.
Make sure your fellow teachers and administrators are also taking bullying seriously
Let me start this by saying as a kid, I hated PE. I would get anxious and horribly embarrassed and I started making excuses all the time, forging notes and just simply saying no whenever anyone tried to get me to participate. Then one day I was in school and I had a little love bite from, well I'm sure you can guess, and three of the school's PE teachers saw it. One of them made a comment, it was "that's probably the first time her heart beat has ever exceeded so-so beats per minute" To me that seemed completely inappropriate and embarrassing but I didn't say anything because I felt too embarrassed. To this day I still feel she shouldn't have made the comment at all, let alone in front of several other staff members and students. I regret not calling her out but she was an adult and I was a mere fifteen years old. I'm 42 now and that has stayed with me all these years. I wonder what she would think if she knew her attitude and words still had the power to make me feel like shit
@@katieb63 They shouldn't have and I am sorry that happened to you.
Applause, applause. :)
When I was in high school, I looked through my family tree history and found out I'm part German. I got excited because I've always wanted to learn German and I could relate to one of my high school friends who was also part German. A few days went by and there were these groups of boys that were in my history class, they did not like me at all and always made fun of my disabilities of having autism. One day I went into the history room and saw that the teacher at the time was setting up props and decorations of, you guessed it, German History. I got excited and got ready for class. Every year my desk in his class was always in the back just in case if I fell behind and needed help, well on this particular day, one of the bullies was messing with the props that were set up in the front of the room, only to toss a German bible that the teacher had gotten for the lesson, onto the ground. Knowing that class was about to start and also knowing that the teacher usually had a short fuse when students were mistreating his things, I went up and picked up the book. That's when the entire group of bullies stood up and pointed at me and began calling me an "Undead Nazi" or "A Follower of Hitler" as they put it. The name calling continued until one day I had had enough and sent them all the same email, IN GERMAN!!!! Sadly, the school managed to translate it and were not happy with my choice of words of wishing the fiery pits of hell to come and swallow them hole. But my mom's reaction to the call she got later that day was the best, she pretended to sound angry over the phone, but mainly at the bullying. But when she hung up the phone, she looked at me, laughed her heart out and gave me the biggest high five.
“I remember every single bully that I’ve had, first and last name.” I felt that in my core 😂😅
I was the kid that stood up for others but was bad at standing up for myself because even when I tried I didn’t usually have support and it would make it worse.
Thankfully, my parents were scary as hell and 1000% had my back when it got to a point where I couldn’t handle it 😂
I blocked out 90% of my bullies . Out sight out of mind.
Snap! ❤
Good for you, my mother also scare bullies so after one of my bullies saw what a lion my mother is they stopped. My sister also had an unfair teacher because she was smarter than her classmate, but he outranked her because his mother gave the teacher gifts. My mother confronted the teacher too, and since then all faculty members were afraid of her, even the owner of the school before it was sold to another company.
I am literally giggling at all the animal sounds to the names being called out.
How to get petty revenge in a legal way. Love it!
I had a bully at work. She was a supervisor over a different team in our unit, and used to talk down to us and brought coworkers into her office to yell at them. One coworker ended up being so stressed out he had a stroke! I complained to my bosses but was brushed off, so I started being a bitch back to the bully whenever she gave me a nasty attitude. It got bad enough that my boss's boss called me into a meeting to ask me to stop and to just ignore the bully because "you know how she is, so there's no need to react to her". I responded by telling him that this is how I was when I'm being bullied, and if she was allowed to be an asshole then I was allowed to be an asshole, too, unless he's okay with playing favorites. This shut him up. I continued being an asshole when the bully picked on me, until she must've gotten bored and stopped altogether. Now we work well together and neither one of us are rude to each other. It's made work so much better. Definitely glad I didn't take her crap.
Wait, she really went away with it? The coworker didn't press charges on her? She wasn't sued? They could die omg! Stroke isn't just random seasonal flu.
I was bullied as a young girl, for not having nice clothes. My dad made good money, but we never knew what my mom did with the money, but she never bought us nice clothes. The bullying wasn't physical, so I couldn't defend myself that way. Although, I was a tomboy and when boys use to go after my brother, I would intervene and beat THEM up lol So the girls didn't bother me that way in school, since I kicked the boys' butts. The sad part is, the kids at school never bulled me as bad as my mom did. I never realized until a few years ago, just what she was doing to me mentally. I am only 5 foot 1, and when I was 16, I was only a size 5 in dresses, yet my mom would call me "pleasantly plump", as if to soften the blow of her own insecurities. I wasn't plump back then, but even if I was, my own mother shouldn't be saying things to hurt a teenager's self esteem. I'm 48 now and she still competes with her 3 daughters. She tries to slip into our conversations on the phone, about my two sisters' weights and how they look. I told her that she shouldn't be competing with us, but uplifting us. My middle sister is especially upset with our mother, because she has begun to comment about the weight of my 2 nieces. My mom has been more toxic than anyone I know. People may say to us women (and some men) to be confident, but sometimes it's a matter of some people trying to convince us that we're not good enough. That's the problem. We are ALL good enough.
Girl, cut your losses, go NC (no contact) with your mom and tell your sister to do the same and protect your nieces too...
My mother was also my bully. When I was an adult I cut her out of my life and had decades of a happy tranquil life. If you wouldn't put up with it from a friend, you certainly don't have to put up with it from a relative.
My mother was my bully too. I went school with black eyes and bruises. Had an eating disorder. No one at school would help me. It was the 1980s I guess.
@@PhyllisGlassup2TheBrim amen. Mine was too. She allowed her disgusting husband to SA me and my sister. Then proceeded to tell me that what was happening wasn't what I thought it was. "Oh Holly, he said he was just coming in to say goodnight" 😳😭🤢🤮 She's still married to him to this day. (She likes the money.) I texted her a novel one day and told her I never want to hear from her again. She put up no fight. I got no apology either. I got "i dont want to bring it up to him and ruin my marriage" YOU RUINED MY LIFE. (Seriously, i just got better last year after 28 years, im 40 now) I think she's hated me since birth, bc I look like my dad, who she divorced when I was 6.
I no longer have crippling anxiety, depression, or borderline personality disorder since disowning her. I take zero medication. I've also found a new freedom and faith in God. My life has been transformed for the better! I never thought life could be so good. 😊
@@HollysHealingHerbs You are much better off. Sorry you had to go through that.
STORY TIME!
Let me start this off by saying I don't condone violence. However, I was a third grader who didn't know emotional control at the time. Apologies for the length of the story.
So it was recess, and a friend of mine and I were playing together when this sixth grader approached. Now I was used to him bullying me at the time so I told my best friend "Laurie" not to do anythin because I didn't want her getting in trouble again (she started defending me when we became friends since the school didn't do anything about the bullying and lost a day of recess once so I didn't want it to happen again) "Laurie" of course didn't listen and told him to leave us alone. The sixth grader just sneered and said "screw off, (n-word)" before shoving her shoulder and leaving (this was a white boy who used the hard r btw). "Laurie" was frozen before starting to cry.
Not knowing what it meant, I asked a recess attendant what it meant. They pulled me to the side and told me it was a very bad word, explained the word, and told me to never say it again. WHEN I TELL YOU THIS SMALL CHILD SAW RED. I can't even fully remember what happened but this is how it was told to me-
I approached the sixth grader and tapped him. When he turned around, I got him onto the ground and started punching. It took 3 recess attendants to get me off him.
He was taken to the nurse and I was given a suspension. My mom of course was told what happened and when we left the office, she told me not to do it again but that it was good I stuck up for my friend "but next time, no starting fights. A lady doesn't start a fight, but she WILL end it."
The kid and his mom came to my house a week later to demand an apology. I remember he had a black eye, busted lip and eyebrow, and a swollen cheek. My mom whole-ass squared off and said "a lot of kids language is learned in the home, so I know EXACTLY where he learned that word. Get off my porch. NOW." and slammed the door in their faces.
Needless to say he left us alone after that. I still miss "Laurie" sometimes and wonder how she's doing.
Gurl, I wish I had a friend like you when I was younger.
@@Lady07d Never too late for a new friend 😊 still, I'm really sorry you didn't have someone that had your back when you were younger. "Kids being kids" can have lasting effects and it sucks so bad! Hope you have someone like that now though 😊
God bless you! As a "Laurie" who stood up for a sweet white girl friend who was mocked for her stutter(she was smart and kind she just got nervous talking in public), I only wish I had a girlfriend like you to stand up for me when I was hit with the n- word. I think these moments when we stood up for others or had someone stand up for us are burned into our psyches consciously or subconsciously and it shapes who we become. I like to think my friend would have stood up for me if she had been present. Though I don't know if she would have wilded out like you! Good on you! And double good on your mom for backing you up! God bless you both!
I left fingernail shaped scars in my childhood bullies arm. He left me alone and still had the scars on his arm visible when we graduated high school over a decade later.
Both you and your mom deserve all the flowers and praise. I was the same age as “Laurie” when I was called a n-word for the first time. It’s been almost 50 years and I still remember every detail, including and especially the fact that nobody stood up for me. I hope “Laurie” is well, wherever she is, and I hope she knows what you did for her.
As someone who got bullied from kindergarten up to 9th grade- I love these kinds so stories. One of the only times I remember ever speaking up to one of the MANY bullies I had was around 6-7th grade. This girl and her goons had been messaging me repeatedly on this chatroom that was used back then telling me the friends I had only were with me out of sympathy and never actually liked me and how I has "such a loser" that I would most likely die alone and unloved. But- somehow- I found it in me to say:
"Would you like to say it to my face instead of hiding behind a screen? If you truly feel like this, meet me alone by the bus station (that was closest to the two of us) in ten minutes and say it to my face."
She never replied and when I made eye contact with her at school the following day she ran the other way. She and the girls she was with never messaged me again and it's to this day one of my proudest moments in my school days.
I was bullied in school, too. For some reason, kids thought of me as 'dirty' and didn't want to touch anything that I touched because it was then "contaminated". Mean things were said to me and about me. One time my backpack was shoved under a table behind some chairs, I found an apple core in my backpack, a girl squirted lotion on my backpack, and that same girl once put my lunch box on the floor and stepped on it. Nobody, especially certain students in particular, ever wanted to work with me for group projects (they just did it because that's how the teacher put together the groups and so they had to), or sit with me when the teacher put the desks in groups, or sit next to me at lunch, or anywhere really. I was pretty much silent about my bullying, and even though I never let it show, I felt suicidal. I don't remember much from elementary school and from 7th and 8th grade (but didn't like those either), but one year I'll never ever forget was 6th grade, I would rather have died than go to school. I'm 28 now, but that doesn't matter, I'll never forget.
Telling a child to ignore bullying, does not work. The teacher should have intervened. There should be training on how to handle this. I am sorry you had to suffer this in silence.
Violence IS THE ANSWER to bullies 😹
Silent, but deadly!
Super tabu to say that, but nevertheless very true.
Actually no. When I was young, I got bullies alot. But I was the strong one in my age group. For the boys, I beat them up, they didn't dare to touch me. But the girls? They are the devils. I beat them up, I got in trouble. I got freaking nightmare from little shorties that are weaker than me. If two boys fight, you can go "boy will be boy'" but if two girls fight, "wow, you are so violent" this is the response to me.
@@hereisthefullvid8934 who released what?
No love is
Like when I made love to my bullies dad (who he had admitted he had a crush on, we were both gay men, I came out first so he was mad at me)
This reminds me of the time when I was severely bullied at primary school, the bone breaking stalking you home kind...
I had an amazing German Shepard dog growing up, she was the kindest and sweetest dog ever, wouldn't hurt a fly (ok, maybe a fly or cat but never a human 🤣). This one day I wanted to go out to see my friend, but as I lived in a cul de sac and the girls from school had decided to stand at the end of my road in case I was going out so they could follow me and bully me. So with no way out of my street I decided to play with my big giant fluffy doggy. I took a tennis ball, which she was crazy about, and threw it towards them. I then shouted go get them, go, go get them! Really angrily. Knowing full well all she was interested in was the ball 🤣 they soon ran off and my mum received a phonecall. She was a bit annoyed at first but when I explained she was proud of me. 😇 They never stalked me outside my street again and I was no longer a prisoner in my own road 😁
Awwwww. I love your dog. I wish I could had seen it. The mean me wish your dog bite them in their ass. Lol
@@jaccambel6922 awww she was truly the best, none of the dogs we've had since her have lived up to her 🥺 now I'm an adult I kind of wish she had too, but she was too kind 🥰 xxxxxx
@Ellie nah, she would just chase them lol xxxx
My mom’s advice was always “Don’t start the fight, but make sure you are the one the ends it” lol
I like your mom! Wise woman.
@@davidguidry657 haha she says thanks 😊
That's exactly what I told my daughters growing up! That has now been passed down to my granddaughters!
I can confirm people always remember how you treat them. I remember getting bullied at work by the in crew. When they wanted to go out for drinks with my buddy. He said why don’t you invite Jeremy? They told him it’s cause he’s a loser. He told them that I was a great guy and if you didn’t have time for Jeremy then I don’t have time for you.
I’ve never forgotten that and I’m still friends with him to this day.
I was bullied so badly from my own family. Now I am so blunt, so outspoken, and will absolutely tell you where to go while at it! The moment you said your “bluntness is from years of being bullied and ptsd” I thought, “ SAME!!” Crazy how much people don’t like you anymore either after you’re not a rug for them to wipe their feet on 🤷🏻♀️
I know this is a vid about bullying, but I have a story of the opposite happening with my son. He was diagnosed on the spectrum kind of late, after he started high school. In his first year of high school his behaviour and view of the world around him became a terrifying thing. He couldn't go to school alone, he couldn't get around the school alone and would hide in corners or under stairs and he would rock himself or bang his head on walls. This could have easily made him the perfect victim, but anyone who ever saw him suffering took the time to help him get where he needed to be or stayed with him until the faculty could be found (at this point as he was undiagnosed he couldn't be kept out of school because the authorities would have been called and we were constantly threatened with action should we not send him in, not by school but by government). The school and the students were amazing, giving him later times so he could arrive after the crowd, the students to this day still ask his younger brother how he is, even though he moved schools to a more appropriate placement last year. Being there for someone who is suffering, even if its just staying with them until someone more able to help arrives goes a long way
I L♥️VE this for your sweet boy, and for you. 🤗
What a nice story.
I love when people are like that. I'm also late diagnosed Autistic (literally like a month and a half ago) and my first day of Uni, I had a panic attack because there were two groups for my first lecture that were in different rooms and I had no clue which I was supposed to be in, and this second year I'd never seen before in my life noticed, gave me a chocolate bar and completely non-patronising support and not only helped me find my class, but went in and spoke to the lecturer for me, then met up after to show me how to get to the other campus.
I swear, a good chunk of my love for the uni (I did two degrees and have now worked there for nearly 4 years) stems from that being my experience on my first day
As a girl who was a "bigger person" to her bullies, I confirm that the bullies will certainly not appreciate that and that the violence will continue.
In a world of bullies, don't be me, be Charlotte❤
"People always remember how you made them feel" is so true. A girl who bullied me in high school with her friend group now works at the same company and she always acts super friendly when I run into her and I'll just say as few words as I can to her in response. Not friendly, not unfriendly, just neutral. And whenever she had an issue (it's an IT company but she has a non IT role and isn't very tech savy) I would ask one of my colleagues to pick it up, because I don't like the idea of helping her. Thing is, I don't even remember all the things she did or said to me, but I remember how terrible her and her friend group made me feel. I don't care if maybe she evolved into a decent human being. I don't want to find out, because it doesn't feel right. So I'm just going to continue avoiding her as much as possible.
She can't have evolved that much if she hasn't apologized and tried to make it right. She probably just doesn't want you to let her ugly secret out of the bag.
Love you for calling out the bullies.
I remember mine. Some of them were my friends. I finally deleted them on Facebook. Felt great.
It’s hard for me to talk about the bullying I experienced growing up. I still remember everyone who bullied me, and I never got my justice. I am still struggling with my mental health and working on improving myself. I’m a survivor but it’s an uphill battle. A steep uphill battle.
You are put on Earth for a reason. No one can take your place. You are special, a gift. Ask God to show you why He loves you. Learn to realize some people's opinions don't matter.
For everyone here who ever got bullied, I'm so sorry you had to go through that. Hope you are all ok now and are living an awesome life!
Thanks❤I’m dealing with it slightly at the moment , my teacher (who is one of my best teachers) said that I get offended easily,and should learn how to respond,I get that.but I get pissed.the bullies have no shame and think I’m immature( at least I’m not boring-_-)so any petty stuff I could pull? Don’t wanna get in trouble so just pls give me some advice other then just ignoring it.some of the stuff they do include / included:
Calling names
Making fun of my accent (I live in Italy and have an American accent in my Italian)/ speaking in English mockingly
Opening my backpack WHILE WEARING IT TWICE
Nothing fisical
Ty for reading and hope stuff gets better for anyone who needs to hear that ❤
I looove being petty but pls don’t exaggerate lol :)
Thank you! Got bullied by 2 of my former best friends when we were around sixteen.
Now I'm 22 and had a giant glow up, am studying something I'm actually passionate about, have a bunch of great friends, an awesome boyfriend and have been to therapy. Life's good!
Can't say the same for Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum...
Tweedle Dee is wearing dentures cause one of her front teeth is missing. Frankly though nobody hears anything from her since she moved cities, no idea what she's up to but either she's still living with her 10 years older, aggressive bf or cheated on him too to move to the next one. Either way not a lot of exciting gossip.
Tweedle Dum on the other hand is still around. And she still doesn't know how to wear makeup, however chooses to still wear it making her look like some old lady. Her boyfriend finally broke up with her, which imo is the first healthy decision he's made in the past 2 years. And she seems generally miserable cause she wants back in the friend circle, which she was only still in because of her bf... Too bad!
I may sound like a mean b, which is because I am towards these two. But frankly I'm just happy about living my best life and them receiving sweet karma for getting me suicidal up until 2 years ago.
So moral of the story live a happy life in which your bullies don't get to take part? Maybe? Idk... Make them jealous, that seems to do the trick for successful revenge, at least after the fact.
@SweetRosie_Boba* as for you. Thick skin is definitely a must. But with shit like that it's clearly stupid shallow brats. So fitting rebuttals for the name calling is probably the best way to go here. Don't just take their shit lying down, stand your ground. Someone that doesn't defend themselves is easy to pick one, while somebody that gets angered easily is fun to get a rise out of. Find the middle ground.
Maybe you can come up with stupid annoying shit that can either not be traced to you or won't get you in trouble.
Most importantly make sure you have a group of friends that knows what's up and will have your back. 1 Vs many never ends well. So talk about it with other students. Teachers usually can not do a lot. Though it might still be a good idea to leave a paper trail with them (especially if there's some sort of integration program at your school, never looks good if the new international student is bullied and even other people reported that stuff, namely your friends you'll send in with the official story being that they went on their own accord without you knowing). However only ever say the truth, don't give them any ammunition. These guys already know how to twist their way out of situations like these so don't offer them the easy way out by lying. AND be prepared for your bullies to lie and nobody believing you, collect proof and witnesses where you can. See it as laying the ground work just in case something worse might happen in the future.
Other than that keep in mind these guys are at their peak now and will fade before they get out of school when you on the other hand will peak after school. Best timing tbh.
Thank you! I was bullied so badly most of my school years but once I moved to a new school and started 8th grade, things got so much better with my life.
I'm only now seeing these replies (thanks youtube :/ ) I agree that the best revenge is living your best life. If karma comes along for the bullies, that's a bonus. But the most important thing is that you do what makes you happy. I think what bullies hate the most is seeing they can no longer hurt you.
Sorry this is long, but it was one of the worst things I've ever done. My friend and I had a bully in Junior High. She would shame us both for not being more physically fit, knock lunch trays out of my friend's hands, and generally be an annoyance. It had gotten to the point that my friend hated to go to school. Well, one Friday we were doing track stuff for gym class. You could either walk a mile at the end or you could run the mile. Whenever you finished you could leave for the day. We chose to walk and were enjoying ourselves, walking along the track and chatting. The weather was beatiful.
Of course, this couldn't last and along came our nemesis, we'll call her Karen. The teacher had already gone and Karen was running her lap (of course) and for some reason had decided to run a second lap. She saw us strolling along and enjoying ourselves and sprinted over, right into my friend, knocking her into a muddy ditch near the track. She laughed and called us a bunch of names and told us we were lazy, then sprinted away laughing. As I was helping my friend out of the ditch I noticed there were quite a few morel mushrooms growing along the bank. I picked several.
We finished our lap even though the fun had gone out of the day and headed back to the lockers. Everyone was already gone, and Karen had left in such a hurry she hadn't locked her locker or bothered to put her sweaty gym clothes away. So I wrapped the mushrooms in her damp gym clothes and placed them neatly in her locker, then closed it and locked it. Wouldn't want anyone to steal any of her stuff, now would we?
Well, I had forgotten that it was a three day weekend. So her damp clothes and the mushrooms just sat in the warm humid gym that whole time. The following Tuesday Karen sprinted into the locker room like she always did and her screaming and crying sounds echoed through the whole school. I was chuckling to myself thinking she was mourning her ruined gym clothes, but when I got into the locker I was completely appalled. I stared in shock at the scene. Karen was in tears and near hysterical. I don't know if the mushrooms had spored or the combination of mushroom and humidity had created some sort of mold, either way a black fungal substance was growing out of her locker. Inside the locker looked like a blackened sponge. The black substance had crawled out and invaded nearby lockers and the front of lockers as far as six feet away.
There was no gym class that day, or indeed for the rest of the week. Karen never figured out what happened, but she was strangely much nicer to everyone after that. My friend later pulled me aside and asked if I knew that was going to happen and I said I wouldn't have done it if I had. I can see the funny side, but it certainly escalated beyond my initial petty plan.
OMG, that turned out AWESOME!
Karma really got your back 🤣
"The Revenge of The Morel Mushrooms".
people honestly never think about Mother Nature as being an ally to the little guy but that story proves that she is Indeed there.
prolly thinking of all those who bully her n thought, "ya know somethin... i'm gonna show this little one a thing or two. just because i can't shake My bullies doesn't mean i can't shake Others Up." ;)
Good story but there is absolutely no way that the spores would have sprouted into black mold to other lockers (especially in the row 6 feet away). It takes a Morell 10-15 days to grow and for it to get moldy you would need all of the lockers to be damp and have some organic matter to cling to. As I said, good story but the hyperbole is evident.
I had a bully, a boy, who liked to pull on my hair, stick the sticky mouse/roach traps in my hair and push me whenever he had the chance. He took advantage that he was almost 6ft in 7th grade and liked to Lord over everyone, especially the girls. Needless to say asking the teachers and principal for help never did anything and my parents could only do so much. Now I could have done to him what I did to the other guy, which was low key trigger him with my dad. But by this point everyone knew my dad and that if I had to call him in, it was not gonna be good. But this boy did not care if my dad was scary and still bullied me.
One day he put glue and glitter in my hair as well as gum. My parents were pissed. Especially my dad, because I had to cut my hair short. I had like the Darla Day Bob cut. It looked super cute on me and it was nice to be able to wash my hair daily and not have to sit through hours of blow drying, but that's besides the point. My bully saw the new cut and started calling me a boy and a f*gg*t which I had no idea what that meant back then and it made me upset.
However, he was not done. He saw me bring lunch to my brother who was in kindergarten at that time, and thought it was a brilliant idea to turn his sights into a 5 year old. Now, I am a very patient and tolerant person when you bully me. It takes me a while to snap. However you insult my mom or hurt by brother and all bets are off.
So my bully one day kicked a ball at my brother during after school. It hit my brother in the face and he kept doing I'm making my brother cry. The teachers saw this happening and did nothing; I saw red.
So I calmly got my brother, cleaned him up, gave him my fruit snacks and told him he could play my N64 when we got home before I stormed my way over to my bully. He just laughed and said "whatcha gonna do, short stack?"
I took ballet since I was little and simply rose to pointe in Mary Janes no less and kicked him in the face before grabbing his legs and putting him in the back breaker position where I was sitting on his butt and held his legs under my arms.
I sat like that until our parents arrived and his mom was livid. She yelled and cursed at me and I started at her deadpanned.
"Oh so I am wrong for protecting my brother? He is 5 and your 13 year old son was kicking dodgeballs into his face. He broke his glasses and nearly broke his nose. The teachers saw this happening and did nothing. He has been bullying me for months and thanks to him I had to cut my hair. He keeps calling me a boy and a f*gg*t. So since I am those things: I am treating him like a boy."
Everyone was shocked. My mom started laughing and my dad looked like he was not sure to be proud or worried because by that point, I had pulled out my homework and was doing it while keeping this boy in position. Not ease when you barely weigh 89lbs. And are only around 5ft at the time. But because he was so tall, he forgot one simple fact: Your not as flexible as a shorter person and he refuses to do the stretches our gym teacher tells us to do daily. And as a ballerina, I know how to shift my center of gravity to either be as light as a feather or as heavy as a ton of bricks.
He had to take a week off of school because his back and legs were jelly. I was not suspended because my mother told the principal that if the teachers saw him bullying my brother, a toddler, and not do anything. Then they have no right to punish me. Needless to say my bully was wary when he saw me from then on. Especially when I would grab my ankles and put my self into back breaker position and stretch. I almost became a contortionist.
I took my eldest daughters bullies to the media .... meaning small town media. I live in a resort town where they want it to seem that everything is perfect here. If you sweep shit under the carpet it won't stay. And what they did was so horrible and then proceed to do nothing until I used my voice. People suck.
I was bullied horribly through most of school. I was the quiet bookish girl. One of my classes I especially dreaded. Because this girl would always come up to my desk and mess with me for most of the period. She would say all kinds of horrible and belittling things, mess up my clothes and hair, and take my schoolwork. The whole class would just laugh with her, and I got the "be the bigger person" from the teacher. I guess her friend eventually felt sorry for me and decided to give me some ammo to fight back. Basically, she told me the girl couldn't figure out how to use tampons and had been sticking them in the wrong place. Being the timid thing I was, was I still going to use this information. Yes, I was. Not a day later, the girl proceeded to walk up and stick her gum in my curly hair and start saying horrible things about me. Silently, I stood up and cut the curls with gum out of my hair. You could hear a pin drop in the classroom when I turned, looked her in the eyes, and said, "You know what, you can say whatever lies you want. But at least I don't stick tampons up my ass." The entire class went in an uproar, the teacher was yelling at me, the girl was beet red borderline tears. And I was still staring her in the eye. For the next 5 years, she never went near me again.
“Friends” who do not stick up for you are not your friends. This upsets me so very much. I’ve taught my daughter to ALWAYS stick up for her friends.
I was bullied from the age of 7 to the age of 18 and in my senior years at highschool, yeah those bullies were often people I thought were my friends. Needless to say, they never stood up for me or told anyone to back off, nor did I experience people doing that until I went to college and university. I was never able to stand up for myself, it was always a group that went for me and I've always been the quiet and receeding type. I'm now riddled with anxiety. I wholly wholly agree that it's something that sticks with you, and yes, I too remember the names and faces of all my bullies
Same. People think I'm a bitch now but my grandparents were ALSO bullies. But I have so much rage inside of me and I was "nice" but weird. I'm still nice to those who deserve it...I'm definitely still weird. But now I don't let people get away with shit
I’m currently 58 years old and, from grade 1 onward through primary school in Montreal I was bullied by every student in my class. I was too tall, and way too thin, pretty much looked ill. What we didn’t know at the time was that I have something called Marfan Syndrome, one of the signs of this is being very tall and thin with incredibly long and thin fingers too. I was no good in sports, couldn’t run worth shyte, and stood about the same height as our teachers by the time we were in grade 4. Add to that my father was abusive at home. My parents wanted to send me to the same HS as my mum had gone to, the one every other student at my elementary school went to, but I told them I’d burn it down if they did. I must have looked serious as they sent me to Westmount High School instead, the same high school Leonard Cohen went to about 30 years before me. People were nicer there, and I had friends. The second year there someone from my old school showed up, probably kicked out of the other HS, and he tried to start the same crap again. I ignored him, and he never said another word to me. I doubt it was me ignoring him that did it, I suspect a friend or two told him to F off. I could never stand up for myself, still have difficulty with that.
Stuck up for my little sister though, she is 7 1/2 years younger and the only time I have ever punched anyone was for her.
It’s kind of a compliment to know (now, as an adult) that my bullies had ABSOLUTELY NOTHING better to do than sit around thinking about ME! I sure didn’t have time to think about them!
When I was in middle school I ended up coming out as liking girls. As I presented as a girl at the time, that was a huge to do in my school. I was relentlessly bullied, anything from simple mean remarks to the big culmination of it all where I was pushed down the stairs. (Good news it was during class change so my fall wasn't as bad as it could've been, bad news since it was a busy time I never saw who did it)
Because of all of this middle school was living hell for me. Now, during this I had been going to a summer camp for art each summer, and had made several friends. Cut to freshman year of high school, and me and one of my friends from said camp were catching up. I informed her one of my bullies was in my math class, and she asked his name. When I told her she went red. Turns out that specific bully was her cousin, and one she sees very often. She told me to just wait and she'd set the record straight. The next school day he came up to me, apologized, and never spoke to ke for the rest of our school days. She went to his house, essentially best some sense into him, and told his parents the horrible things he did to me so he got grounded for like 3 months.
He was the only bully that got any karma, but it was still very healing lol.
I had a bully in my teenage years who was just beyond cruel. She would spread rumors about me, saying she knew those things to be fact because we had been firends before. She started a rumor in school about how my parents divorced because of me and that none of them wanted custody of me (not true at all). She would follow me around and taunt me in the halls, calling me names, saying I was ugly, and she would sometimes spill her drinks on my head. She even went so far as to say that I should just off myself because the whole class would have a party if I did. Then, in my early 20's, I got a message from her that was basically a very heartfelt essay. She felt so horrible for all the things she had done, and she begged for forgiveness so that she might make peace with her past and move on. I just told her "no..." and blocked her.
Oops oh well. She’ll have to pester someone else. 😂
Good, even if she did apologize, you don't have to accept it and sooth her ego. Hope the guilt follows her around so she knows to never act like that again.
I was bullied for practically my whole life in school after 4th grade began. I had three main bullies but one was more passive aggressive about it. She would look utterly disgusted whenever I brushed past her or touched her, like I had a sickness or some sh*t. I did everything from ignoring to telling an adult but the bullying continued. One of the bullies went as far as to accuse my dad of yelling her at a school event (he didn’t) and that was my last straw. I became much more confrontational after that and did my best to “fight” them since they never got violent and it was mainly snarky comments and whatnot. Normally I wouldn’t lean into violence but after changing schools I still regret not having given the main bully a good punch in the face. Sometimes I wish I would bump into her just to say f*ck you and show her the results of my boxing lessons.
As for the girl who acted disgusted whenever I touched her, I would’ve given her a massive, tight bear hug!
same here - i remember in 6th grade when one of the small but loud boys wanted to chime in with bullying me after PE, hit him (i remember him on the floor, not if i hit him more then once) and shouted that if he was to begin bullying me too, that this would not be the last time that i would hit him. My PE teacher took me aside and asked what happened cos that boy said i hit him - I told him everything, and instead of actually doing something he gave me a - next time, not on school property... Back then i was okay with that answer, today I'm kinda disgusted that a teacher, who just heard about 3 years of bullying, didn't do a thing to stop it... went on for another 3 years until i could change school...
Charlotte is an inspiration. At this point she's like a friend. Funny, sweet and always with great ideas for her vídeos. She deserves even more success. Thank you for everything Charlotte. ❤️👏🤗
I have another story to tell and maybe it could help some parents whose kids are being bullied at school:
I don't remember being bullied when I was in high school. But on the very last day of school, after passing the exams, a classmate came up to me and said to me: "I always admired you for simply turning away and leaving when they started bullying you". I was totally shocked as I didn't remember any of this happening!
The same thing happened on the last day of my student job, which I quit to prepare for my university exams. A colleague came up to me and asked me: "Didn't you ever mention that they bullied you?" - Like years ago: I was shocked and couldn't remember a single incident...
Years later I recalled my whole life situation from back then and I think I found the key:
I went to high school to learn, it was like a “job” for me. I had 1 or 2 casual friends among my classmates but didn't really relate to the others. This was because my best friends and all my other friends and my "peer group" were not my classmates at school and my colleagues at work.
When I was < 20 years old, I spent most of my free time at the music school in the next town that had nothing to do with my high school. My best friends, who I spent all my time with (even years after we passed all our exams), were a group of my youth orchestra mates who lived in many different towns in the area, and only one of those girls happened to be on my high school.
The same goes for my student job: I didn't have a real relationship with my job colleagues because I didn't need them to be happy - as I had made many friends when I started volunteering at a nature conservation center near the city where I was studying.
I think it's very important to give a child the opportunity to make real friends outside their school. Only then can a child escape bullying at school and find refuge with a group of friends who don't see them as classmates - but as a completely different person! In my case, I was a shy, below average high school student, didn't wear the trendiest clothes, and didn't have relationships with the most important girls in the class... but in the youth symphony orchestra, I was the talented young oboist who was mentioned in every newspaper article about the orchestra concerts, who was the only pianist at the music school, that could not play her music by heart, who had the best ideas for all sorts of harmless little pranks and, at the age of 16, fought hard for her best friend to be included in an orchestra tour overseas.
I would even describe it like this: I have always lived two lives and these lives have not overlapped: school & jobs and all my hobbies at the same time. And the fact that I could always take refuge with my friends in my hobbies made me invulnerable to bullying from people I never had a real relationship with.
Your world was expanded until those "little bullies" meant little to you. Bravo!
I remember a girl who was not the most popular and got bullied. She was 12 and didn't care about them being mean to her but she was the one who stood up to the bullies who were picking on the 5 - 6 year olds. They found real fast exactly how she would behave, she would scream at them first then pull them away. She walked the 5 - 6 year olds to the bus and stood guard. She was amazing
I was bullied in school and when I got home my parents would bully me about it, making fun of me for not having any friends. I left home at 18 and have never looked back.
I read most of these when you aired the video. But it was still a major boost of serotonin to hear these again. Sooooo satisfying. And yes. My granny always used to say,
People might not remember what you did, they might not remember your name, or what you always said, but they will always remember how you made them feel. Remember to always take people into consideration. Peoples emotions and feelings matter.
As someone who was a massive bully in my younger years, I have nothing but regret, embarrassment and incredible shame in how I treated other people. After high school I would run into people I bullied & I would apologize to them for how I treated them. I had no excuses for my behavior and the people I hurt deserved to know that while I will never be able to make right to them, fix any pain I caused to them, I have to live with my actions and I do think about how I used to be so often and it absolutely guts me that I made anyone feel like they were less then because they weren't but I was. My younger self recognized it but couldn't articulate the feelings until much self reflection.
So what was your deal? Do you come from a shitty family? Do you have a disorder that results in aggressive sensory-seeking behavior? Why were you like that?
@@monstermcboo7282 Honesty I don't know why I was such an psychotic, asshole. I have good parents who were around, worked hard, took us to church, came to our events etc. They did their very best and punished us when we did bad shit but never physically, but I was just such an angry, insecure bitch and communication and mental health in the 90's wasn't really recognized as important as it really is. The guilt I feel is very real and I will always carry it with me and I deserve to carry it because people I abused might still carry what I did to them. I will always regret my actions.
@@jill214 At least you can feel remorse. You have stopped deceiving yourself and justifying your actions based on your own level of self-hatred. It's a start.
@Jill guilt is such a soul crusher. I think it may be worse than trauma in that regard. Crushed spirits don’t achieve their potential so I hope and pray you can heal from that. You were a child when you did what you did, and through these last two decades of research I’ve done and judging by what I personally saw in my tutoring group kids when I worked as a volunteer, there is a whole lot of sensory-seeking in many bullies and even class clowns that often has nothing to do with bad home life and still drives those behaviors, including spectrum disorders, food allergies, gut dysbiosis, boredom(!), and even reactions to common medical procedures and OTC meds. I belong to a community of women who advocate for the health of their own children and the first questions we seek to answer for a child who is struggling are, what is the child’s diet and how is their poo, because it really can be that simple.
A good therapist can be hard to find but sometimes that’s what you need to help with the guilt. You mentioned church and if you’re still a believer, return to the texts. I personally found so much healing in the the books of Ruth and Roman’s. We all carry guilt, real or imagined, and it really is a dead end for spiritual potential. Creator doesn’t want us living in pain like that. “Give yourself grace and get your gut right with God,”’ is the best advice I received years ago and it is the best advice I can give. Nourish your body, mind, and spirit, and turn away from bad habits, and that includes flogging yourself over this.
I cornered one of my bullies once and asked why she was so horrible to me and what I'd done to deserve it and she said nothing she just did it cos everyone else did!! She apologised but still continued to bully me 🤷🏻♀️
This made me think about a thing that happened when I was 10. I had a toy owl that looked like a taxidermy owl (it wasn't) and I brought it to school with me everyday. There were these 2 bullies that one of my friends was sadly friends with also. There's no one thing they did that stands out in my memory, they were always mean to me, putting me down ect.
One day I was sitting criss cross during pe with my owl in my lap, petting it. I saw their shadows and realized they were watching me, so I turned my owl over so it was looking at them and said in a slow monotone "(owl's name) knows you're watching us" then I slowly turned my head to look at them with the straightest face I could muster. They ran away screaming.
I love that you named all your bullies....I hope they see this and know of your success.
I love your channel and all, and Charlotte, you’re amazing. But this community we have here, this, this is why this is my favorite channel! While we “do not advocate violence” we also will not be walked all over. And we all know the answer when it’s asked “AITA?”
Much love. Great to connect with such people who believe so fully in karma like I do 😂
Also waiting (not so patiently) for “The Swipe Life”!
#WomenSupportingWomen
#YouDaBomb
I wish I had been so bold to clap back at my bullies. I just turned inward and became a huge introvert. Kept to myself and learned to not trust people. That changed as I got older and I was able to trust the right people. I wasn’t bullied as badly as some of these stories. Mostly it was being isolated, told I was fat by my underweight “friend.” A boy once snapped a rubberband at my eye and later tried to kiss me, wtf?!
Fun story though, my “friend” who would criticize my body, we had a class again together in HS. She sat next to me and was pleasant and I could tell she had changed a lot. She looked at me one day and said, “wow. I was kinda a bitch to you when we were younger.” I don’t remember if she said sorry but I knew she was. We were amicable after that.
Unlike you Miss Charlotte, I am short, and bullies look for "weaknesses." I did stand up to bullies, did get beat up sometimes (won't lie), but I learned to be quick of mind and sharp of tongue. Also, humor goes a long way. Bullies rarely will challenge you if they know they will get embarrassed.
One of the benefits of being "the smart kid" in school is that no one dared bully me because I refused to help bullies with their school work, and after a while, everyone knew it.
Such a small bit of power, yet it helped sooo much.
I've always been a bully Charlotte. I adored every moment of it.
I'd also pick very carefully all of my victims... The bullies of others. I've been the bully of the bullies, always defending the others. Fought fights which were not mine... But I don't regret a moment of it.... Always help the ones who seem weaker!
I got bullied at my first job and the idea I got was “kill with kindness.” I spent the next few months being the nicest I could be. She apologized to me after a few months.
I'm right there with ya Charlotte! I remember all the people who made my life miserable too! It never goes away. And yes, you always remember the people who hurt you...
I used to have one manager at a retail store I worked at that would bully me. I hated my job there but at the time, I desperately needed the money and even came in on my day off when everyone else in my department called out with the flu. Mind you, I was also sick, and I was asked if I could work in TWO departments, frozen and dairy, by myself, stocking and whatnot because we were super short handed. I ultimately agreed since they promised me time and a half pay and got up at 7am to work until 3pm. (I only actually stayed until about 10am) Mind you, I didn't take a break that day at all.
I had 4 different managers, including the store manager + the bully manager asking me to do a bunch of different things at once. I decided to do what the store manager wanted first, since he had the bigger authority over the others. Cue in the bully manager, who started yelling and berating me for not doing what he asked me to do first, and I explained calmly why. He continued and finally, I just took off my apron and handed it to the manager. He asked me what I was doing and I said, "Going home. I'm here by volunteering on my day off and I'm not obligated to stay. Congratulations, now you get to do both departments by yourself."
I found out later that even the evening staff called out, so he ended up working a double shift without any help because they couldn't pull other people from other departments. I never had a problem with him again after that. GG
I always told my sister and later my niece to just say “THANK YOU!” (or something similar) to ANY comment from their bullies…I mean what they WANT is for you to react, taking the “crying/anger” away doesn’t give that to them and they just stop. The trick is to act like you MEAN IT!
I had a friend tell me that when she first moved to our town she was obviously nervous about not making friends but on her first day of Sunday School I came up to her, introduced myself, and asked if she wanted to come sit with me-I don’t remember that but she remembered and told me on our last day of high school… People remember how you make them feel, even when you don’t remember it yourself ☺️😆
Love this community, it's so supportive and healing. Thanks Charlotte, for the inspiration.
It’s because Miss Charlotte is so awesome that she just attracts those good people (like you) like moths to her flame.
I remember all of the people who bullied me from 4th grade up to college. My best revenge was being more successful than all of them so that when I see them during reunions I can just smile and tell them what I have been up to. I did the same for my ex step parents who were abusive and the step siblings that I no longer have (divorce). They bullied me relentlessly and now I am the only one with a stable job, on my own, and thriving. ❤
I was bullied for the majority of my school career from elementary to, and including, college. College mattered less only because I was used to being treated like I was worthless/invisible so I just dealt with it and carried on as best I could. But the time in middle school was the worst. My school had "houses" that we, grades 5-8, were all split up into. The "popular girl" clique thought I was the perfect target. Those same girls were in my girl scout troop (that I quit soon after) and even bullied our new adult troop leader to tears after her first day. Anyway I was moved to another house to be away from them only AFTER my parents, who had seen me come home everyday in tears for over 2 years, threatened to contact a lawyer and the town newspaper. They had tried to do something, anything, sooner many times but never truly realized until later how much power they had as parents. They were always turned away by the principal with a stupid excuse like "well we haven't seen it so there's no proof". Yet, in 7th grade the guidance counselor decided it would be a WONDERFUL idea to get this history behind us by forcing me and the girls who bullied me into the same room during the hour of recess/lunch, taking away our free time, to play childish board games and so she could assess the situation. The guidance counselor deemed that I was "making it all up" after a few sessions because the girls were just too nice to be bullying me. Yeah. She was in the room with us so of course they're going to pretend to be nice!! If there's one thing I learned it's that I will never trust a guidance counselor, principals, teachers, nor will I ever have faith in school systems again.
There are some exemplary teachers out there but they are overshadowed by the lazy, "I don't get paid enough to teach let alone care" teachers. They bring the entire system down and that's what the public, parents and students see. When it comes to teachers raises or more school funding, most people don't care because the teachers make it so that no cares. Why pay you more when our students are doing more poorly than ever before, on-sight and cyber bullying, not teaching the fundamentals along with more forward and simply not caring?
I was bullied in high school and I still remember all their names too and it's been over 35 years. Also, I was invited to my HS reunion and I looked at the guest list of who had responded 'yes', and it was a 'who's who' of my bullies, their girlfriends or their compatriots. It was at that point I decided not to attend. I have 5 school friends as FB friends, and one of these has been a friend for 45 years (we met at 8 yrs old), the rest were from HS, and I engage/chat to them regularly. The rest can go screw 'em selves. Even if they weren't a bully, they were complicit in covering it up.
"My bluntness now is just internalized PTSD ... from BULLYING!!"
I never thought of it that way... but TRUTH!!! Being a blunt person, it's my coping mechanism!!
Queen Charlotte, dropping facts!!! 👑
I never had anyone physically bully me but some that tried to with words. In my experience, immediately calling them out and shaming them for it works pretty well even if it’s just to get them off your own back. Anytime someone was rude to me about my clothes, glasses or whatever I’d be like “are you making fun of my ______? That’s fucking weird.” Bullies are already insecure as fuck and something about the term “fucking weird” really scares them. They don’t want to be seen as an outsider or a loser so as long as you can keep a level head and have a low emotional response, you can flip the script on them pretty easily. No bully is as smart as they think they are.
GEMMA IS OUR HERO 😂 But so is Charlotte, naming off her bullies ❤️🤣 My bullies... Yeah, my bullies were my "best friends". They're all washed up waste of spaces nowadays and that to me is the perfect recipe for petty karma.
@@victorianokes9043 I agree ❤️💯
And you didn’t have to lift a finger….
@@LeOhio817 That's why it's the perfect recipe! For some, they need their petty revenge immediately and rightfully so. For others, patience is best.
My friends not only didn't stick up for me, they ended up BEING my bullies. They started all the rumors about me. Turns out that they were jealous that I was a good student, friends with them (the freaks) as well as some "jocks" from doing swim team being a skier, as well as some other groups, I was pretty (but didn't know it yet), and my boyfriend was older. I got attention from boys that they never had a chance with and they couldn't take it, I easily moved from Group to group because I was genuine and read so much that I could carry a conversation on almost any topic and actually had something to say.
Now, I have a happy marriage to a man that looks like he could be Vin Diesel's identical twin (vs his real fraternal), I've been a print and promotional model and Im still kinda hot to this day, wonderful dogs, and live a life they could only dream of. That is the best revenge!
Laurie Mrdjan, I can't relate to being hot or having a Vin Diesel lookin' hubby, but I easily moved between groups in high school.
There was only one guy who tried at every opportunity to humiliate me.
I was a COMPLETE innocent in high school. This D-bag would have me suck in my cheeks and then say that he was curious how I would look giving him he@#!!! I would end up crying and humiliated.
One day I had enough and flipped this SOB over my shoulder w/ a whole lot of popular kids laughing their asses off.
I still don't know how I did that, but YAY ME!!!
When I was a teenager, working, had a friend who wasn't exactly pretty. She had a great figure, but didn't have a pretty face; great personality, good social skills and I thought she was attractive in her own way, just not pretty.... Well, once she started dating, she dropped me like a hot cake and I was kind of hurt. Didn't understand why. Half a year later, she's friendly again. I'm "huh okay" and we go out on girls' nights a few times. Then she gets a new boyfriend, I was at the same event, went up to say hello and she practically threw him into the car to get away from me, and I'm "Ahhh...okay...now I get it" (I'm naive). Also didn't think I was pretty, but apparently her boyfriend's mates made some comments (complimentary) about my looks and she was jealous. I just let her be. And she also caused as much trouble, behind my back with my mother, as she could, too. (Didn't find this out or figure it till later on, kept wondering where all this nasty "rumours" about me were coming from and why my parents were calling my character into question so often, [and I mean, some really nasty stuff] -when all I did was go to work and come home - I was 16 years old for heaven's sake). Of course, one would think my mother would have known me better too, but apparently not. *Thank you ex-friend Lynne. Travel safely.*
@@Kayenne54 I'm so sorry you went through that. I recently heard a statement that has been really helping me, "You've survived 100% of your worst days". It had brought up some stuff but, it is also true. I hope your life and friend circle are better now. :)
@@lauriemrdjan Thank you. I'm sure I'm not the only one who's gone through a perplexing time like that. Hindsight is 20/20. We also blame ourselves for the imagined misdeed. I stopped doing that a long time ago; prefer the more peaceful life now 😀😀
@@lauriemrdjan P.S. and thank you for that saying, noted 😄😄
I remember all my bullies names too... looked a couple of them up on FB not long ago.. None of them aged well, meanwhile people always guess I'm 10 years younger than I am!! Hahaha
Same lol! I was never really bullied, but the popular girls of my class was always very condescending to everyone. They all ended up in mediocre places. I am a successful engineer, but they are teen moms, drug addicts (I even think one died) and last year I bought a bottle of wine from one of them in the liquor store. I did not recognize her, but my friends who was after me in line overheard her saying to her colleague that "I went to middle school with that girl, she has not aged a day". All the validation I needed.
YESSSSSSS to the person who used unrelenting kindness against the person hurling insults at them 👏👏👏
I have a girlfriend who litteraly got pulled down a set of stairs by her hair. I got to know her after we grew up and damn it was heartbreaking to hear that! A few years after she left that school she was in the paper talking about her ordeal. Which was several years of bullying just because she has black hair. She never got the support from the teachers that she should have.
I'm so sorry that you had a bully named Emily. She makes us all look bad. Nice Emilys everywhere rebuke her!
I'm excited to see these. I had bullies but I never stood up for myself.
I’m so sorry you went through that. 🥺 Hopefully you’re better at standing up for yourself nowadays.
@@davidguidry657 very much so! I don't let people get away with being rude to me or my loved ones. I'm very blunt now. And if someone's rude to me, especially several times, I'm rude back. Sometimes I'm a little more rude than they were and they don't like it.
I was the smart quiet girl in high school. I was a girl who could’ve skipped a couple grades, but my parents wouldn’t let me because I needed to “socialize with my peers” and this girl tormented me all for years. 15 years later, I am an eviction attorney. I walk in the courtroom and find out that she’s the person I’ve been hired to evict. She asked me to help her out and all I can tell her was I’m sorry I don’t know you, and I’m not your attorney.
@@r.carmichael4236 I was the same way. That didn't work because while I'm social, it's not often. But that's awesome! I'm actually friends with one of my bullies now. She apologized to me and she wasn't the worst one I had.
Omgrrrrd I felt this one so much. So much life long trauma from people who peaked in adolescents. It feels so good to hear stories of bullies getting their karma back
I was bullied from primary right up to university. My main takeaways from it all were a) there is no anti-bullying policy, the teachers just ignore it, and b) if you "just ignore it", the bullies ramp things up to the point YOU get punished by the faculty.
Speak up. And do what you can to stop them dead, regardless of the consequences. It's literally all that works.
Revenge is a dish best served cold. But it's so good!!!
I have had my fair share of bullies (students and even a college professor), but probably the worst one was by the school system. It all started when I was in my last year of elementary school and my brother was in his first year of middle school. I got on the school bus, to head home for the day, and the 3rd stop was a block away from my street, so I went to get off the bus, but the driver told me that I had to wait for my stop. I tried (as a 10 year old) to explain I live on the next street, and could get off here.
NO NO NO.
The driver wasn't having that, I was told to sit back down. The driver then turned left down another street, and started driving away from my house. Slowly the entire bus empties, until I am the only child left. I walk up to the bus driver, and ask her when I was going to be dropped off.... She laughs as she starts pulling up to the Middle School. She then tells me to sit in the front seat, behind her, to wait. The driver proceeds out of the bus, locks the door and walks into the middle school.
45 minutes later, the driver returns with snacks and a drink. She gets on the bus and the bell rings. Middle Schoolers pile onto the bus, giving me the stick eye as they passed. My brother got on the bus, confused, but kept walking with his friends.
Finally, we were on the road again and at the 5th stop, I could finally get off the bus (A BLOCK AWAY FROM THE ORIGINAL STOP). When I got home, my mother and brother were very confused on why I had ridden the bus with the middle schoolers. My mom called the school, and explained the situation- me sitting on that bus for 2 hours every day. Wanna know what they did?
Absolutely nothing! They said they didn't want to add a stop for one child to get dropped off a block down the road- instead she had to ride the bus for another hour and a half to get home. So, my mom had to reschedule her work day so she could pick my up... cause the school refused to do anything.
The following year, I am in middle school. GUESS WHAT BUS NOW COMES TO MY STREET????
The school system is a horrible bully to have!!
I was in foster care and lived with my grandparents from ages 5-8. My older siblings were with our aunt on the other side of town so we only saw each other once per month. My worst bullies somehow found out and proceeded to physically and verbally torture me about my situation daily. They would leave constant bruises all over my back and shins. It was brutal. I was a shy, terrified little girl who was small for my age. Both of them were held back twice, so they were almost twice my size. They hated me for unknown reasons. I never fought back and they were never really punished. The teacher was the aunt to one so she just looked away and never acknowledged their behavior. Thankfully, my grandmother saw the bruises on my back and made me tell her what was happening. She notified the social worker immediately. The children were transferred to another school, as was the teacher. I learned you could fight bullying with the right support.
I was a heavy reader so developed an advanced vocabulary for my age. It made me very aggressive verbally. When I was 8, my mom got us all back and I started lipping off to adults and kids alike. I now had my older siblings again to back me up physically, so I helped other kids to stop their bullies. I still despise bullies of any nature.
My elementary school teachers took victim blaming one step farther. The mean girls were so many of our teachers' legit favorites, not even in subtle ways. I think our 4th grade teacher may have realized when those mean girls said out loud that my very small self shouldn't be allowed to move to the front because I couldn't see because I had just gotten glasses. She shut that shit down real quick and seemed like her treatment of those mean girls was more like what the rest of us regularly got (she was known as a tough teacher)
When I was in first grade, a group of girls I thought were my only friends at school decided to have a slumber party without me and collectively ignore me that following Monday. Every single one pretended like I didn’t exist as I went around frantically asking why (pretty sure that was my first ever anxiety attack). I started sobbing when one of the girls pulled me aside and told me what was happening. It didn’t make the situation better, but I will always remember that person’s kindness.