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Category Archive for 'Bullying'

Odd facts about Malcolm, number 12 on the list…

Posted in Bullying, Memories, Mental Archaeology, School on Jul 21st, 2010

There really isn’t much to say about number 11, it’s pretty self explanatory so I’ll move on to number 12. This is another story I told some time ago but it bears retelling, anyone that missed it first time round may find it amusing and a very good example of what happens when you push [...]

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A day well spent…

Posted in Bullying, Health, Hospital, Memories, Mental Archaeology on Jul 8th, 2010

I had a highly productive day yesterday. I spent three hours in hospital finally having the physical evidence of being used as a sixteen year old human yo-yo removed. It was my first experience of undergoing surgery while still awake, although quite heavily sedated, and it was very strange listening to the surgeon and the [...]

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Eradicating one legacy of an unhappy childhood…

Posted in Abuse, Bullying, Memories, Mental Archaeology, Pain on May 13th, 2010

Sorry, but the misadventures of a confused 14 year old are going to have to go on hold for a day or so. There’s a story that needs to be told because the residual anger it’s causing is getting in the way of just about everything. This isn’t a memory that’s suddenly sprung up in [...]

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Is mere survival ever enough?

Posted in Bullying, Depression, Memories, Mental Archaeology, Survival on Mar 30th, 2010

Reading back through this blog I’ve come to one simple and unappealing conclusion, all I’ve done in life is survive. Then again have I even survived successfully? What did that solemn little fellow over on the right actually achieve? I talk of surviving abuse but realistically that abuse still haunts me, causes sleepless nights and [...]

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Daring to be different…

Posted in Bullying, Depression, Memories, Mental Archaeology on Feb 22nd, 2010

I’ve dealt with the fundamental injustice of being teased and then bullied over things that were completely beyond my control, my ginger hair, Scottish surname and “posh” accent but there were times when I rather brought things on myself. In the second year I was quietly reading in a corner of the library one morning [...]

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Sleeping through the thunderstorm…

Posted in Bullying, Memories, Mental Archaeology on Feb 19th, 2010

I was going to write something completely different today but after the shadows mugged me again I decided to post this. I wrote this when I was about 12 but it never made it to my execise book so no teacher ever knew about it. Maybe that was a mistake, I don’t know. every word [...]

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Why parents should think before they advise…

Posted in Bullying, Memories, Mental Archaeology, Rage on Feb 18th, 2010

This episode is quite closely related to yesterday’s and demonstrates rather graphically why parents should perhaps listen a little more closely and be a bit more careful when handing out advice. Teasing and then bullying based on something completely beyond my control, being ginger, started pretty well the day that grammar school began. I’d never [...]

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