I Am A Bully And This Is Why I Do What I Do
I can't remember when it started, you know, the bullying. When I was in elementary school there was a mean kid who was a couple grades older than me. Now that kid was a real bully. He would hurt kids when the teachers weren't looking and threaten them if they told. One day I became a target. I just remember being so embarrassed and humiliated. I started avoiding him and everyone else. Soon I was alienated from most of my peers. Somehow, over the years I became that kid, but was just trying to protect myself. Then there was my Dad—he didn't like me to be weak and when he punished me, it was usually with a belt. As I got older he would want to box with me, but I didn't like it. I don't like violence and intimidation, especially when it's aimed at me. It actually hurts that so many people think I'm a bully, but it's the only thing I know. And as sad as that may seem, it's the one thing I'm good at.
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If I Lose My Identity, There's Nothing Left of Me
Everyone has an identity. It is how others perceive them and just like a reputation, it can be difficult to change. Interestingly, dysfunction is actually a comfort zone. It may not be perfect, but you understand how it works and you know how to cope with it. Healthy behaviors can be hard to learn and change is a struggle. Most young adults don't choose to be bullies. If your son or daughter needs help, please contact C.A.R.E. immediately and speak to a professional. For immediate help call 866-492-9215.