Disclaimer: I've been planning this post out for weeks because the Bad Penny report on CC reminded me of ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
cairnsy and how she'd posted about being bullied online the same week I posted about Christina and RL bullying. Then I ended up having an RL discussion about Kathy and Numa about my inability to move on from it, and how it's going to hurt for the rest of my life when I think about it.
In other words, this has nothing to do with the hate meme and I'd appreciate if nobody brought it up in context with this.
On to the meat of the post.
Ages twelve to fourteen, I was pretty much a pushover. If you wanted to copy off my homework, I let you. If you tried cheating off me during a test after making friends with me just to sit next to me in class for said test, I'd put the pencilcase between us so you couldn't see my answers but I wouldn't report you to the teachers.
Easy target, right? Especially for Christina and her girl clique.* While on a camping trip where we were staying in a hotel, I made the mistake of telling them that I'm scared of the dark to the point that it's practically a phobia.
So, like any normal human being, she and one of her cronies trapped me within a small, dark corridor about the size of a closet, one of them at each end. Lights off, of course, so absolute darkness. And they made howling noises.
( Needless to say, I didn't react well. )
cairnsy and how she'd posted about being bullied online the same week I posted about Christina and RL bullying. Then I ended up having an RL discussion about Kathy and Numa about my inability to move on from it, and how it's going to hurt for the rest of my life when I think about it.In other words, this has nothing to do with the hate meme and I'd appreciate if nobody brought it up in context with this.
On to the meat of the post.
Ages twelve to fourteen, I was pretty much a pushover. If you wanted to copy off my homework, I let you. If you tried cheating off me during a test after making friends with me just to sit next to me in class for said test, I'd put the pencilcase between us so you couldn't see my answers but I wouldn't report you to the teachers.
Easy target, right? Especially for Christina and her girl clique.* While on a camping trip where we were staying in a hotel, I made the mistake of telling them that I'm scared of the dark to the point that it's practically a phobia.
So, like any normal human being, she and one of her cronies trapped me within a small, dark corridor about the size of a closet, one of them at each end. Lights off, of course, so absolute darkness. And they made howling noises.
( Needless to say, I didn't react well. )
