Childhood Bullying and Depression

Childhood is such an impressionable time.  It's the time when self esteem is either made or broken.  Unfortunately, my situation is similar to yours only I got it from the teachers and the administration not so much other kids.  I was just suffering from my parent's divorce and they didn't like that.  Now 40 years later I'm educating others on the internet about beating depression.   I feel your pain and am sorry for what you went through - just use it now to your advantage.

Good Luck and thanks for the post!

Scott Becker 

I see a lot of parallels in my story as compared to yours.  I started getting bullied as soon as we moved to a nicer town over thirty years ago but I was very athletic and that didnt make a difference.  I was also shy and did take daily abuse from mostly the boys in my class.  They even followed me home from school, I didnt take a bus, and threw rocks at me.  This lasted for the years until I went to the Junior High School.  I would even find tacks on my chair and all other kinds of mischievous stuff would happen to me.

Teri Robert wrote an article about how Depression in Women with Migraine Linked to Childhood Abuse.  I always found that and other articles on bullying to be very interesting.  You are so right when you say bullying is not harmless.  It still affects me today too.  I also know that given the chance I would have overreacted if my children were put into this predicament.  Luckily theyve never been put into that scenario.  Thanks for the article and links.

Whoa, does your story sound familiar!  It was sooo much fun to be the skinny bookworm who (a) got beat up on a regular basis on the way home from school, (b) teased because of weight, lack of athletic interest or ability or zits, and (c) hadfew friends, and was a perpetual loner.   I fought back by writing, doing volunteer community service, and well, going manic (since I have BP, that's not the most healthy strategy).  Teasing and bullying are cruel acts that traumatize children and the effects linger on and impact us well into adulthood.  Thank you for expressing what so many of us have repressed mentally for so long.