I was bullied a lot as a kid, but I'll admit I did a lot of stupid things and made some poor choices.
In my early years of childhood, teachers encouraged ratting other kids out if they did something bad. Let's just say that does NOT help you make friends, and teachers will not return the favor by covering your butt when they decide to get back at you. If a kid cusses or draws crap on the wall, you don't need to call 911 on them. Sometimes it's better to just let karma do its own thing and go about your business.
I also didn't stand my ground and the "turn the other cheek" strategy was a laughably poor one that never worked. If you get physically attacked, you stand your freaking ground. Sure, never throw the first punch or instigate the fight, but if your act of retaliation establishes your street cred and clues everyone else in that you're not to be messed with, do it. Do it because it will save you from many, many years of harassment. If I had a kid and they got suspended because they stood their ground after getting physically attacked, I would hold absolutely nothing against them.
For me, lordy, my choice in clothing was abysmal. Sweat pants in summer, t-shirts in winter. Yeah, I don't know what I was thinking either, but I guess it was because they were the most comfortable and I didn't care what it looked like. Windbreaker pants all the time wasn't the best idea either. On top of that, my hygiene habits weren't hot stuff. I was lazy, unconcerned, and didn't care about the way I looked heading into school. And you know, it wouldn't have killed me to try to fit in just a little more and wear normal attire. That and yeah, lose the glasses. Get contacts as soon as freaking possible. Having lenses on your eyes doesn't make you go insta-blind.
So yeah, I'm not exactly proud of my childhood and there's a lot of stuff I'd change if I could do it all over again. But you know, you learn and those are the kinds of things that get buried in the past.
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