Girls have the need to be more accepted and when the "popular" girls don't like you they are out FOR BLOOD. They operate through mental intimidation and torture and bullying. The boys operate through physical bullying, but mental bullying in my opinion is far worse. Wounds from a fight heal but words from others can rattle around in your head for years and shape your mind into something you didn't want it to be. (ask me how I know lol) The only way to not be attacked by them is to kowtow and become one of them. It's horrific, really. Public and private schools are like this. The only way to avoid it is to home school.
Girls in school are the absolute worst. When I was in high school (oh so many years ago), my mother complained that I had never had female friends all throughout school (I had a handful, if that). I finally told her the reason: girls are backstabbing, shallow, evil psycho bitches who try to screw with your head to put you down and make themselves feel better.
I found the only way to survive high school was to get as much dirt on the girls in school as I could from my male friends, of which I had many, and if a girl fucked with me, make it clear I could destroy her ass, be it with her friends, boyfriend, parents, whatever. Granted, I had more than one bitch try to start a physical fight with me because she didn't like me talking to her bf, but that stopped pretty quickly and then most girls in school were afraid to talk to me. Suited me just fine.
Wish I could have been as strong as you. I'd been burned too many times that it really affected my self-esteem even to this day. Middle school and high school are THE WORST ways to experience your teenage years.
Oh, it affected my self-esteem as well, but I've got too much fight in me to let crap like that go. And bullies turn me into a rabid she-wolf.
So while I was self-doubting my choice in clothes, hair, body, height, and overall appearance thanks to their BS (never my intelligence because I knew I was smarter than all of them put together, though that's not saying much...), I wasn't about to take it lying down. I learned at a young age that getting pissed and getting even are better than crying. Probably because my parents and older brother made fun of me when I cried, so I learned to control that emotion and feed the anger, instead.
Girls have the need to be more accepted and when the "popular" girls don't like you they are out FOR BLOOD. They operate through mental intimidation and torture and bullying. The boys operate through physical bullying, but mental bullying in my opinion is far worse. Wounds from a fight heal but words from others can rattle around in your head for years and shape your mind into something you didn't want it to be. (ask me how I know lol) The only way to not be attacked by them is to kowtow and become one of them. It's horrific, really. Public and private schools are like this. The only way to avoid it is to home school.
Girls in school are the absolute worst. When I was in high school (oh so many years ago), my mother complained that I had never had female friends all throughout school (I had a handful, if that). I finally told her the reason: girls are backstabbing, shallow, evil psycho bitches who try to screw with your head to put you down and make themselves feel better.
I found the only way to survive high school was to get as much dirt on the girls in school as I could from my male friends, of which I had many, and if a girl fucked with me, make it clear I could destroy her ass, be it with her friends, boyfriend, parents, whatever. Granted, I had more than one bitch try to start a physical fight with me because she didn't like me talking to her bf, but that stopped pretty quickly and then most girls in school were afraid to talk to me. Suited me just fine.
Wish I could have been as strong as you. I'd been burned too many times that it really affected my self-esteem even to this day. Middle school and high school are THE WORST ways to experience your teenage years.
Oh, it affected my self-esteem as well, but I've got too much fight in me to let crap like that go. And bullies turn me into a rabid she-wolf.
So while I was self-doubting my choice in clothes, hair, body, height, and overall appearance thanks to their BS (never my intelligence because I knew I was smarter than all of them put together, though that's not saying much...), I wasn't about to take it lying down. I learned at a young age that getting pissed and getting even are better than crying. Probably because my parents and older brother made fun of me when I cried, so I learned to control that emotion and feed the anger, instead.