baku:
the worst memories of being bullied is when ppl would pretend not to be bullying you and ask you questions and u thought they were just asking u stuff but they were actually laughing at you the entire time and u had no idea bcos you were young and you didnt understand why people would be mean to you when you didnt do anything wrong.
I spent a lot of my childhood in a constant state of “this is a trap but I don’t know how”
This stayed with me. Sometimes when people are nice to me, I still think they have bad intentions.
Same. UGH. And my father doesn’t understand why I’m homeschooling my son.
It’s not just school.. My immediate family pulled this shit to the point where I’m severely fucked up about it and have massive trust issues. I don’t trust anyone. Hell, I barely trust my fucking husband, and anyone who knows us will tell you I’ll burn the entire fucking planet to the ground if someone hurts him
My mother’s father and brother did this a lot when I was a kid. They called it “teasing” and gave me shit for being too sensitive to handle being “teased.” I’ve realized since then that it was bullying, plain and simple.
A couple friends of mine have established what they call an “epistemic safeword” because one of them likes telling tall tales and the other can only handle so much leg-pulling. She says the safeword and he has to stop making shit up and tell her what’s actually true. I wish this were a common practice.
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