bulling is rabbit

Testimonials like your's reinforce the notion that bullying is indeed no trivial matter worthy of dismissal by the powers that be that can address it.

You try dealing with a face full of pepper spray and the subsequent asthma attack, just because you said 'Hello'.

Apparently so. People that don't like me tend to show their dislike by hurting my feelings (at the very least), so it must be okay.

See the 'Pepper Spray' entry above ... now that was real pain!

Now you're talkin'!

And now you're not. I do it all the time to salespeople, politicians and my ex in-laws. They have nothing to say that's worth listening to, anyway.

It happened. She was sitting off to the side at a party. I walked up and said, 'Hello'. She whipped out a can of pepper spray and blasted me in the face. Then she ran out. Just like that. No explanation. No apology. And no one claimed to know who she was. I would have been better of ignoring her like everyone else seemed to be doing.

Some people just are not worth paying attention to.

This post was last modified: 04-15-2010 05:21 PM by Fnord.

Some people are so crazy. But maybe she was afraid of men.

Yeah, that is SOOO random.

I wouldn't call it bullying, (asault yes) not bullying because it was one on one, and random and (she may have also been altered like drunk- so lack of intent) I think that maybe she was more of a victim in that moment....
(Still totally feel bad for you though) pepper spray !

For just saying 'Hello'...

Talk about aversive!

Do you even say hello to anyone anymore?

Too risky?

Are you really that ugly?

I still try to greet strangers in public settings, but usually from a longer distance than before, and only if there are others to 'back me up'.

Bloody hell, there is no way a sane person would behave that way. Probably she is paranoid due to the ideas put in her head by her over-protective parents or some nutter preaching such crap.

Bullying is a pattern of either A: Over powering the indiviual or B: Making themselves feel good by putting the other person down. I mean just think about it, how many of you was the Bully and how many were the Victim?

Maybe she was sexually assaulted. By a man or many men and is terrified of men. When I was first molested I was so paranoid around men. I felt like they all were going to molest me. I wondered why they acted "nice" to me. Like they wanted something.

This post was last modified: 04-15-2010 08:26 PM by Duckfetishgirl.

"In a controversy the instant we feel anger we have already ceased striving for the truth, and have begun striving for ourselves ... Holding on to anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned."
-- Siddhartha Buddha

"Apparently so. People that don't like me tend to show their dislike by hurting my feelings (at the very least), so it must be okay."

This logic works if you are eight years old or younger.  After that, higher levels of cognition are expected.

^this^

is an example of how tragic situations can turn people into bullies. It may be unintentional because they thought they were defending themselves.

When we first moved to Montana, I was shoving kids in the hall and hitting them when they do things to me like bumping me, blocking my eye view, telling me where to sit, and I thought they were being mean to me because I was bullied at my old school. I had to learn to snap out of that phase and learn to not take things so personal and assume I am being bullied. I was doing these things to them because I wanted them to be afraid of me so they leave me alone. Was I a bully? Yes. But to my POV back then, I was the victim and being picked on so I stood up for myself. I even was placed in the resource room and excluded from classes because of this issue. I thought at first they were protecting me from kids picking on me but later on I found out that wasn't it and it was due to my behavior problems and me getting all upset over nothing.

Sometimes people need to go into therapy to snap out of their paranoid thinking so they be better people. I was lucky I snapped out of it on my own without the therapy.