Everybody either wanted to take care of me or push me around, you know? I was teased a lot, sure I was, of course. Fourth grade, fifth grade, sixth grade, everybody was taking their spurts except me. I was not growing up.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I was teased horribly as a child and beaten up a lot.
I got teased my entire school life. What they were picking on I don't even understand.
At school, I got teased because I was so thin and awkward-looking.
I was this 5-7 pudgy kid in high school... I wasn't a popular kid. I was an outcast.
Prior to being bullied, I was a very footloose sixth-grader. You know, I was quirky, I was creative - I really felt good in my own body. And when I was bullied in seventh grade, my self-esteem tanked.
I was teased up until high school about my hair, being short, my high pitched voice, and just anything you can think of.
I wasn't hugely popular at school. In fact, I was bullied at school.
While I wouldn't wish being teased on anyone, I think it eventually leads to a kind of solidarity in adult life. The few people I know who weren't picked on in school are people I find I can't relate to on much more than a surface level. There's a sensitivity that comes with feeling like an outsider at some point in your life.
When I was growing up, particularly during puberty in my teen years, I was so miserable because I elicited so much teasing and meanness from my teenage cohorts.
I was the little kid growing up. I wasn't picked on because, honestly, I was fast, so I could run away from the bullies.