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Discussion When was the worst time you've been bullied and how?

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I have 2 video's about me being bullied on my YouTube channel but I'm not saying the name bc of larpers and spies.
 
This kid was making out with a girl and then called me over and then slapped me twice and told me to fuck off. He just wanted to show off to the girl. I was 13, he was 12, he was smaller than me but his brother was in a gang and he could do whatever he wanted.
I couldn't even retaliate later when his brother got killed because the younger brother (the one who bullied me) got stabbed to death at 15. Still lifemogged me no matter if I earn a billion dollars.
 
This kid was making out with a girl and then called me over and then slapped me twice and told me to fuck off. He just wanted to show off to the girl. I was 13, he was 12, he was smaller than me but his brother was in a gang and he could do whatever he wanted.
I couldn't even retaliate later when his brother got killed because the younger brother (the one who bullied me) got stabbed to death at 15. Still lifemogged me no matter if I earn a billion dollars.
Good, thank god they died, at least some vengeance was served.
 
I think the worst time would have been in 3rd grade. This girl in my class use to always bully me and one day she sat a pair of scissors on my desk and told me to stab myself in the eye. I did not have a great time in elementary school..
 
I think the worst time would have been in 3rd grade. This girl in my class use to always bully me and one day she sat a pair of scissors on my desk and told me to stab myself in the eye. I did not have a great time in elementary school..
Sorry about that brocel, last year of elementary was hell too.
 
all my bullies were Girls just insults but i was more so just ignored nobody knew i existed
 
I didn't get bullied much
Last was like what 4th grade

I Always fight back at every attempt
 
Good, thank god they died, at least some vengeance was served.

I can't properly remember it right now.


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Aspie John was a 5'2 ethnic male from Brew City. He had previously lived with mother, though the two experienced a sudden cessation of government benefits upon Aspie John reaching adulthood. His mother, disgusted by her autistic and chronically anxious son, informed him that he was to leave upon reaching adulthood, so Aspie John left his home when the time for moving came. He boarded a bus and traveled for several hours to another country, during which an elderly Sicilian woman criticized him for sitting near her(This woman later pointed to him and started denigrating him with a friend as he exited the bus).

Aspie John first slept in Target bathrooms. Then, after encountering security, Aspie John slept on benches outside. He had little money and bought bananas with coins he had available, resulting in a bundle of bananas he had, which he disposed of after another male spat on him while he was sitting on a bench. He awoke one morning, and a passing couple looked at Aspie John and responded with "Don't do that" as he attempted to greet them. He spent his mornings walking to the nearby Target restroom so he could clean his body. Aspie John would ignore the other homeless males doing similar acts as well as the masked Target employees cleaning.

Aspie John visited a local church for their shelter connection system(During this time, another male started hitting his head while he was napping on a bench covered with his coat) and started staying at a local Christian shelter, though he soon left due to rodents and shared sleeping spaces. As he was sitting outside on one occasion, a car of staff members drove by and noticed his presence. They remarked "I was wondering why I didn't see him at the shelter" while laughing. He was also kicked out of the shelter after being promised space. A female passerby noted "He must be living on the streets" at this time. A day later, Aspie John is waiting on a local train platform when a tall White male approaches him and, angry at Aspie John's inability to greet him, tells him, "Sup Nigguh. You make all the fat girls faint. Keep your shirt on".

Aspie John was visiting the shelter connection room daily, when he was told of an opening in a local youth shelter. This shelter was in the Northern part of his new country, so Aspie John called the shelter and prepared for travel. He was given a bus token, and boarded the 5B Metro Transit bus to his new shelter. He waited outside and was let in at 6:00 PM for entry. His new case manager referred him to an emergency bed, and then moved him into a single-person room the next day. His new case manager, Tall White Germanic, informed the other youth of his ASD affliction.

Thus, Aspie John spent several days adjusting to the new shelter, when he met a tall Black male named Aaron. Aaron started smirking at Aspie John and laughing at him with his friends. As Aspie John was cleaning himself one morning, Aaron's roommate opened the door and witnessed Aspie John's naked body. He then quickly left and Aaron came into the bathroom, laughing and taking pictures of his naked body("Aspie John is small!").

After two weeks, Aaron and his shelter friends started sitting outside of Aspie John's room door each night, playing very loud "Rap" music. They would also throw dice at his door and speak about it loudly("I rolled a six!").

Aspie John started leaving the shelter every other day to sit outside(Often with bags of food as his only meal for the day). While inside, he'd focus on preparing to move into a local apartment using the country's GRH fund and would visit freelancing sites for relief from his situation.

Aspie John was, by this point, spending most of his time in his commune room, sitting on commune computers, or simply sitting outside to eat with food bags he prepared. He was too anxious and weak to visit the downstairs kitchen often since the other youth would snicker and move away from him. He started fantasizing about the different recipes he would make after he had moved into an apartment. He was too disabled to attend job interviews despite his resume.

One night, Aspie John slept in his shelter room earlier than usual during the winter. He started sleep-talking about sexual fantasies he had since childhood, resulting in the shelter males standing outside his door laughing. This woke up Aspie John and caused him to curl into a ball, sweating and covered with fluids. Another shelter male quickly reported Aspie John and said "Aspie John's getting kicked out". Aspie John spent the next few days in his room as males would walk past and laugh at him(The males would make statements such as "Damn baby!", "Oh!", "You don't like women riding?"). The male who reported him said, "Looks like we have a mouse in the house"(Aspie John would wrap a belt and blanket around himself to control his sexual behavior).

On the day Aspie John left, foids and males started gossiping about him, snickering and laughing. He carried a large bag into sleet around 9:00 PM and traveled to a bus for travel.
 
In freshman year a group of girls would actively make fun of me and insult me during class, I would sometimes cry with my head down
 
we don't get bullied anymore, we just rot
but for question i had worst time getting bullied after i changed elementary school and middle school

people who bullied us likely forget our existence
 
You're reminding me of my first stint in group therapy. Youth would nearly always overlook me. Some blatantly insulted me and made statements such as "Intellau, you know no one wants to partner with you. Go over to the table and sit alone", "Tsk"(Directed at me), "No one likes him! He acts like a female! Why do I have to go to the 'Quiet Room'?".

The only exception was when a certain kind youth joined my group. He treated me respectfully and showed concern for my obvious anxiety and social ineptitude; I was his partner for one group assignment, and it went very well.
Intellau_Celistic said:

Shannon Rose Bosanac was a twelve-year-old with "social anxiety" and "depression". During group therapy, I was told to speak to Shannon, which was ignored because she preferred a taller, older boy over me and sat near him daily. The psychologists eventually switched Shannon to another group out of concern for her "progress"(They believed I was "negatively influencing" her by behaving in accordance with my illnesses); Shannon would mimic my neuro-atypical gestures to get attention.

Interesting given Shannon had little issue chatting with friends/associates outside of group therapy. Observe:
Yes, I remember my final day in group therapy well. I was heavily depressed, as usual. It was cloudy and raining. A certain Black youth told me, "Intellau, go over there."(As usual), and I obeyed him out of a desire for peaceful group time. A kid by the name of "Sean", another Black youth, criticized my writing and said "Wow....Intellau's writing is terrible"(He was handing out our goal sheets for the day); he also made sure to read my "discharge" certificate. I kept my discharge secret so I wouldn't be laughed at by my group "mates".

And as usual, on the drive home, the young girls in my transportation van started hitting me and drawing on me. Why? Simple:
 
This kid was making out with a girl and then called me over and then slapped me twice and told me to fuck off. He just wanted to show off to the girl. I was 13, he was 12, he was smaller than me but his brother was in a gang and he could do whatever he wanted.
I couldn't even retaliate later when his brother got killed because the younger brother (the one who bullied me) got stabbed to death at 15. Still lifemogged me no matter if I earn a billion dollars.
thankfully that scum NTfag died early, one popular NTfag i knew got stabbed to death at 14
 
Back in middle school, high school never got as bullied really, just ignored. After that never in any job I’ve held since I began lifting right after hs and mog most ppl I come across size wise (not height).
 
i was walking down a street in campus and some guy made fun of my lips and pretty much called me a faggot looking guy, then a bunch laughed at me. before that i was in a forest and it felt like a few mountain bikers were about to jump me for my bike. another time i was in a museum and i was looking at an exhibit but in the corner of my eye i just saw a woman scowling at my face in disgust and horrified.
 
brutal thread. a side of incelibacy most non incels seem to look over is the circumstances that turned us into the way that we are.
 
When I was in middle school I was 5’3 and overweight, so I was constantly bullied. I was bullied by everyone. If I tried to talk to a foid I wasn’t suppose to, the chads would beat the shit out of me. I had a Chad bash my head against a urinal after he tried to fight me. I had foids who heightmogged me, so they made of that and my weight. A Tyrone looked at my dick while I was at the urinal and told everyone that it was small.
 
i was walking down a street in campus and some guy made fun of my lips and pretty much called me a faggot looking guy, then a bunch laughed at me. before that i was in a forest and it felt like a few mountain bikers were about to jump me for my bike. another time i was in a museum and i was looking at an exhibit but in the corner of my eye i just saw a woman scowling at my face in disgust and horrified.
Damn, sorry that happened to you brocel, people are such savages.
 
brutal thread. a side of incelibacy most non incels seem to look over is the circumstances that turned us into the way that we are.
Yup, I think if we weren't treated like garbage and had everyone be nice to us then I think alot of us could've turn out great caring people considering we've been through how savage people can act to our fellow human and we know it's plain wrong and fucked
 
When I was in middle school I was 5’3 and overweight, so I was constantly bullied. I was bullied by everyone. If I tried to talk to a foid I wasn’t suppose to, the chads would beat the shit out of me. I had a Chad bash my head against a urinal after he tried to fight me. I had foids who heightmogged me, so they made of that and my weight. A Tyrone looked at my dick while I was at the urinal and told everyone that it was small.
Damn brocel that's horrible, that really fuckin sucks, I hope you feel a little better at least now, that tyrone is gay btw so jokes on his std having ass.
 
I only got into one physical fight, which I ran away like a pussy. Other than that, most of the bullying I received is verbal and ostracization. It was mostly prevalent in middle school.
 
I only got into one physical fight, which I ran away like a pussy. Other than that, most of the bullying I received is verbal and ostracization. It was mostly prevalent in middle school.
Yeah middle school is mostly where the true hell alot of us go through.
 
Had rocks thrown at me one day, beaten with chairs, and one particular guy verbally bullied me so bad, that I brought a knife to school to kill him (I didn't).

Those were the worst. In the middle of a bunch of "regular" bullying... Getting called ugly and disgusting. Getting niggas pressing my man-boobs, and making fun of me...

So on. Good times :feelsokman:
 
Bless those who persecute you; bless and do not curse. Do not repay anyone evil for evil. Do not take revenge, my dear friends, but leave room for God's wrath, for it is written: “It is mine to avenge; I will repay,” says the Lord. Do you believe in god? Being stabbed to death at 15 isn’t a regular way to go out even if he’s in a gang sounds like god avenged you
He's a very luckycel, a blessedcel
 
Had rocks thrown at me one day, beaten with chairs, and one particular guy verbally bullied me so bad, that I brought a knife to school to kill him (I didn't).

Those were the worst. In the middle of a bunch of "regular" bullying... Getting called ugly and disgusting. Getting niggas pressing my man-boobs, and making fun of me...

So on. Good times :feelsokman:
Yup I can totally relate, sorry you gone through that, I don't blame you for wanting to kill your bullies
 
I was in class in like 5th grade and I was really short like 5’5 at the time and this taller girl who was probably 5’10 pushed me on the ground and sat on me and I couldn’t move because of her body weight
Damn that's brutal, sorry for your suffrage
 
Damn brocel that's horrible, that really fuckin sucks, I hope you feel a little better at least now, that tyrone is gay btw so jokes on his std having ass.
Thanks, yea I don’t keep in contact with anyone from that time in my life. But he told all the foids that I was small, and they believed him.
 
Thanks, yea I don’t keep in contact with anyone from that time in my life. But he told all the foids that I was small, and they believed him.
Fuck them
 
To many to even think of but I have this vivid memory of this older sheboon foid that was in like 8th grade kicking me in the leg hard as fuck because I sat in her seat on the bus I was in kindergarten at the time.
 
To many to even think of but I have this vivid memory of this older sheboon foid that was in like 8th grade kicking me in the leg hard as fuck because I sat in her seat on the bus I was in kindergarten at the time.
Been there too with Sheboons and kicking, sorry that happened to you brocel.
 
In middle school I had a lisp due to my big underbite. A group of girls heard my voice and started making fun of me for it. Every time they saw me they repeated my lispy voice. This went on pretty much all year with teachers witnessing and no one cared to ask them to stop on my behalf.
 
In middle school I had a lisp due to my big underbite. A group of girls heard my voice and started making fun of me for it. Every time they saw me they repeated my lispy voice. This went on pretty much all year with teachers witnessing and no one cared to ask them to stop on my behalf.
School staff are just psychopathic scum.
 

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