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By the time this story happened, I was already being bullied pretty heavily almost every time I was in college. I was in complete denial at first, believing it was banter but only after I finished college did I fully accept that it was bullying.
We were sitting down listening to the ethnic foid tutor who was explaining what this weeks assignment was going to be. She went through it in detail, not stopping while my bullies, who were always positioned opposite me from across the room so that they could see my every move, were actively mimicking my autistic mannerisms in a mocking manner. I hadn’t been diagnosed at this point. Anyway the tutor turned around from her board and mentioned one of the programs we were to use to complete our assignment and she gave a brief, but detailed explanation into what the program can do, specifically about the manipulation of images.
Then from across the class, one of my bullies said something to the tutor and the entire class started laughing and looking at me. I hadn’t heard exactly what he had said but I knew it was aimed at me. Then everyone went silent, looking at me as if they were waiting for a witty response. I was a jestermaxxer at this point as it was the only way for me to gain popularity as I had no conversational skills and I rarely left the home other than for the long trip to college. I turned to the guy sitting next to me and inquired what he said about me and he said more or less out loud “he’s trying to say that you’re ugly”. I heard sniggers at this point.
My heart fucking sank. This was a massive blackpill, especially in regards to my looks as I was beginning to wonder why girls weren’t talking to me or were attracted to me at this stage in my life. I had low self esteem and little confidence (still don’t) and to hear that this bully of mine had made a joke about my looks just ruined me. This was the first time anyone had more or less directly called me an ugly person, at least from what I can recall at the time of typing this all out.
Anyway, I just turned to him and called him a name under my breathe and expected the tutor to carry on but she intentionally mocked me by waiting for an extra few seconds before continuing explaining the assignment. I looked across the class and my bully and his cunt friend had a shit eating grin on both of their faces. The ethnic foids perpendicularly seated near to them were giggling and were probably soaking wet at this display of dominance and were amused at my submissiveness towards the situation. I wasn’t mentally strong enough at the time to come back with an insult of scintillating wit and courage or to stand up to confront my bully directly out of fear of being hurt, beaten in a 2 on 1 confrontation or just outright laughed at for even attempting to fight back against this perpetrator.
What really hurt me though was the fact that the tutor didn’t even scold or confront the guy on his comment, knowing full well that it was insulting and hurtful to me. A tutor is supposed to initiate disciplinary measures when something like this occurs yet she did NOTHING about the situation. She even turned to me like the rest of the class did and waited for my response to my bully. It wouldn’t surprise me if she liked his malicious words and was attracted to his dark triad like demeanour. She probably said “see me after class for some head”.
The irony was that outside of the class window there was a notice board with lots of pinned posts and one of them talked about the college having a zero tolerance policy towards bullying. Can you believe that shit? What a fucking joke. I hated college and I’m happy that it’s over. One of the main reasons I left education was out of fear of other people, and I feared being bullied in university like I was in college, if I ever went there. I never did.
We were sitting down listening to the ethnic foid tutor who was explaining what this weeks assignment was going to be. She went through it in detail, not stopping while my bullies, who were always positioned opposite me from across the room so that they could see my every move, were actively mimicking my autistic mannerisms in a mocking manner. I hadn’t been diagnosed at this point. Anyway the tutor turned around from her board and mentioned one of the programs we were to use to complete our assignment and she gave a brief, but detailed explanation into what the program can do, specifically about the manipulation of images.
Then from across the class, one of my bullies said something to the tutor and the entire class started laughing and looking at me. I hadn’t heard exactly what he had said but I knew it was aimed at me. Then everyone went silent, looking at me as if they were waiting for a witty response. I was a jestermaxxer at this point as it was the only way for me to gain popularity as I had no conversational skills and I rarely left the home other than for the long trip to college. I turned to the guy sitting next to me and inquired what he said about me and he said more or less out loud “he’s trying to say that you’re ugly”. I heard sniggers at this point.
My heart fucking sank. This was a massive blackpill, especially in regards to my looks as I was beginning to wonder why girls weren’t talking to me or were attracted to me at this stage in my life. I had low self esteem and little confidence (still don’t) and to hear that this bully of mine had made a joke about my looks just ruined me. This was the first time anyone had more or less directly called me an ugly person, at least from what I can recall at the time of typing this all out.
Anyway, I just turned to him and called him a name under my breathe and expected the tutor to carry on but she intentionally mocked me by waiting for an extra few seconds before continuing explaining the assignment. I looked across the class and my bully and his cunt friend had a shit eating grin on both of their faces. The ethnic foids perpendicularly seated near to them were giggling and were probably soaking wet at this display of dominance and were amused at my submissiveness towards the situation. I wasn’t mentally strong enough at the time to come back with an insult of scintillating wit and courage or to stand up to confront my bully directly out of fear of being hurt, beaten in a 2 on 1 confrontation or just outright laughed at for even attempting to fight back against this perpetrator.
What really hurt me though was the fact that the tutor didn’t even scold or confront the guy on his comment, knowing full well that it was insulting and hurtful to me. A tutor is supposed to initiate disciplinary measures when something like this occurs yet she did NOTHING about the situation. She even turned to me like the rest of the class did and waited for my response to my bully. It wouldn’t surprise me if she liked his malicious words and was attracted to his dark triad like demeanour. She probably said “see me after class for some head”.
The irony was that outside of the class window there was a notice board with lots of pinned posts and one of them talked about the college having a zero tolerance policy towards bullying. Can you believe that shit? What a fucking joke. I hated college and I’m happy that it’s over. One of the main reasons I left education was out of fear of other people, and I feared being bullied in university like I was in college, if I ever went there. I never did.
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