Abuse, Bullying and Trauma Megathread

[Asya]

Welcome to SaSu, and oh my, it's a stressful (and dangerous) situation.

probably contact police (when safe to do so) before the situation ends up with someone being killed, with maybe a diary (written and stored securely, if safe to do so) of the times and events if possible.

Thanks for the welcome!

Police didn't do shit. I tried collecting evidence and neither they or my parents, the owners of the house, cared. I've already accepted there's nothing I can do. I just want to mitigate the impact it has on me now.

 

[EmptyBottle]

Police didn't do shit. I've already accepted there's nothing I can do, I just want to mitigate the impact it has on me now.

in that case, some sound dampening material near the doors, bedframe, and even pillows near ears can help (combined with music and similar).

 

[thefarter]

:3c heh omggggg im going thru a bullying thing right now.

though the problem is i was doxxed and am now being bullied for it. so i suppose part of me thinks i deserve this because i have not been a very good person in the past.

it sucks because i find it difficult to treat myself with compassion so i end up internalising all the labels being thrown at me. like narcissist, whore, witch, liar, slut, wolf in sheep's clothing, heretic, hypocrite, bitch, pick me, bpd, bipolar, manipulative, schizophrenic, etc.

i just feel very insane atm so i am glad i have my sn so i can finally shut my brain up the worst part of all of this is the overthinking. ummm and also the part where people make weird allusions to my past and i can't say anything about it, otherwise they will tell me i am crazy.

idk idk i don't even want to be buried because i don't want any of my doxxers / bullies to know where my body is lol. hopefully i will rot in the middle of the woods and nobody will find new.

i kind of wish i could disappear but that's not likely.. kms is genuinely the only way out.

 

[ThatsAllFolks2218]

I honestly don't have a lot of friends and my reputation is so bad no one wants to deal with me . Even people younger than me and complete strangers know about me when they see me in public. People would have conversations about me as if I was this big talking point. I felt constantly watched and judged.

I always felt I knew I did wrong but no one never heard my perspective. I'm always seems as someone who has to be accountable yet I keep fucking up. People are scared to be around me or are cautious of me. People justified me being bullied because in their eyes " it wasn't really bullying". No one from my past wants to associate with me.

I had to survive a D.V relationship with a man who.threatend to kill me and my family ,rape, child abuse, family abuse, cyber bullying, revenge porn, bullying in college, and homelessness; alot I had to deal by myself because I chased everyone away. I had no one my side

I ran to another state for 5 years I coped with weed a lot after my DV. it's gotten better and I mainly use edibles now.

I have attempted suicide multiple times. The one time I almost succeeded it felt very calm. And since then nothing has ever made me feel as calm as when blacked out after O'D on pills.

I have a lot of mental health issuesand is possibly on the spectrum.and BPD. I have constant PTSD and frequently freeze and faun. I get flashbacks including how I treat people, and lots of very traumatizing events that happend to me.

I need to talk to someone because I feel alone. Idk what it will solve. I know that the problem is me and that I'm most likely feeling sorry because of how my actions are being known by other people. Whenever I had tried to work on myself I got placed in another situation where I got triggered and I reacted poorly.

 

[Sprite_Geist]

I despise cliques...

I have been harassed and bullied by them. All it takes is one "loudmouth" to dislike you for whatever petty reason, and suddenly you become the target for every person in their group - family members, friends and even acquaintances. Any action you take, or any words you say are scrutinized and met with nasty remarks and sneery faces; I am not even doing anything different to anybody else, but because I am not a part of the clique my behaviour is still constantly nitpicked at every opportunity.

The worst part about dealing with these types of people is that if I retaliate (in any way) the clique becomes offended, and twists the situation by spreading false rumors and one-side stories that portray me as a monster; everybody knows I am hostile to the clique, but nobody questions why! There are many people who refuse to talk to me because of the poison that has been dripped into their ears. At this point I have become a pariah because complete strangers (who have never interacted with me) automatically believe whatever their "mate" says to them.

Just to be clear: I am not suicidal because of these scummy people, and my reasons for wanting to die formed way before they became a problem. I just made this post here because it seemed like the best place to do so.

 

[anopenwound]

I've been neglected, treated like an object, dismissed all my life. It's like I dont even exist. Like I cant exist.
I've been harmed badly an year ago in a way that has left a permanent mark on my mind. I feel like for the last two years I've been trying to survive my life, then I got dramatically hurt, and now I just cant keep going. I want to die. This trauma, the most recent one, the harm that was caused, is completely unsolvable. I feel broken and wounded by it at every step I take. I cant breathe. I cant keep going. I cant do this anymore. Im done.

 

[Idcwhatmynameis]

The just world fallacy, people say that it's your fault if you get bullied but it's not. Bullies don't end up losers like some people claim. They have the traits and the confidence that makes a person successful in the ''real world''.

I have also noticed on the internet and people attitude is that it's better to be the bully then to be the victim of one.

I noticed that the real world adults kept going on about when I was a teen is just one big high school with a reduced number of safety nets. There are still bullies after school some people never grow up or change.

It feels like...if your bullying happens online, people are more likely to downplay the psychological fallout and how it's just as bad if not worse as workplace bullying, as school-related bullying...especially when you think about just how many people get bullied to death. I've thought about whether or not to just...face my horrific thanatophobia, since once my body is physically in the dying process no matter how afraid I become...there won't be any way to turn back, and once it's over I won't be afraid anymore....

It's become too emotionally destroying to wake up every morning anymore though. There are too many nights I fall asleep thinking "maybe I won't wake up in the morning after all...", and I don't really know if I can keep living if I'll have these thoughts each day for the rest of it. if I'll spend every day wondering how afraid I'll be once I've hit the point of no return.

 

[suncide10]

When my little brother was born I became a full-time babysitter for him. Dad was never there, he didn't care about him just like he didn't care about me and the rest of my family so he would prefer spend time alone rather than being around us. And of course my mom was too busy cooking and doing chores around the house so she couldn't spend time with my brother. And there was me, who doesn't have a life outside of his room so I had no other choice but to be with my brother. I had to sacrifice my own time and instead of hanging out with my only friend or doing whatever I want I had to be with my brother. Then when kindergarden/school started I had to always take him there and take him back because no one else wanted to, and if I refused they'd be mad like I commited a crime. Why did they bring me into this world if they don't even really love me. It's kind of strange that I have a dad but it feels I've never had one, and same with my mother.
I remember when my teacher described me as a mummy because I was too terrified being there because of bullying and my extreme social anxiety. I'd been dissociating for years because it felt better than facing life.