Sanjeevan
Aug 6, 2008, 07:57 AM
I can't stand the sight of good looking well built men - and if at all I come across them I feel like like doing something really bad to them - something demonic (I mean really ,barbaric perverse actually )and down right brutal to the core - you know what I mean? -ogrish.com >> this despite the fact that Im a guy myself -
Because it brings back bad memories of my life -of my high school days (9th)when I was harassed ,bullied by these group of three boys in my class - they would torture me mentally -emotionally in possibly every way a person can be oh yeah!- THEY would constantly sit behind me and hit me or throw things at me - stick chewing gum in my hair -throw water on my pants - put stuff in my bag - tie my shoe laces so that I could fall -and sometimes lift me and throw me on the bench when no teacher wa s around -they would sometimes lock me in the toilet when I would go there
Woh it even gets better ---I had to sometimes complete their assignments /homework or else I face the ordeal of being beaten by them after school hours - I had to sometimes hide in the library to stayaway from them.I tried to complain against them but to no avail -one of the boys father was politically connected so they were necver really expelled from the school - yup no acttion was ever taken against them - and at times others in the class would laugh at me -finally I completed my 9th grade and decided to leave city ,take admission in a new school to complete my studies. -because well you probably guess why?
I even remember running through high fever that very year when I was bullied by these folks.I remember getting headaches-
When my cousins or youngsters my age were enjoying those teen years - this is what I went throgh --
Anyway time went by ,years passed by ,I completed my education -,got my bachelor degree in arts with honours -got a job - but those scars they just never went away -they lived inside me evevr why momet of my life - continued to haunt me- I tried to come to terms with it -even now I do but I can't forget !
I find it very hard interacting with certain men despite the fact that Im male myself - in fact that the job Im IN requires me to constantly interact with males --find it very difficult establishing interfaces or communicating with them -especially if a man is typical chauvanist I can be vry aggressive towards men at times
I know that ragging and bullying can occur among females too not that it only happens among males .-and there are probably a lot of people who have gone through same stuff that I have(maybe guys and girls also) .
But despite this I find it easier communicating with women easier understanding or confiding in them -women usually mature faster than men so its more easier discussing.
I remember how I was fascinated with the way my aunt dressed .I n my own mental perception I developed my own female personification - and how I would have looked if I was a woman -I always became fascinated with the idea of being a 'diva' dressed inr ed -At a point of time in my life I even thought to myself whether I was a'woman'trapped in a mans body or should should I consider 'transexual' or 'transgender' operation- but then I felt maybe 'no' - I should be happy with what god has probably made me -
I did meet some good people through the years - but still its hard to forget all this -i just can't forget it
I still can't stand the sight of certain men BTW -posting on this site is pretty hard!
Because it brings back bad memories of my life -of my high school days (9th)when I was harassed ,bullied by these group of three boys in my class - they would torture me mentally -emotionally in possibly every way a person can be oh yeah!- THEY would constantly sit behind me and hit me or throw things at me - stick chewing gum in my hair -throw water on my pants - put stuff in my bag - tie my shoe laces so that I could fall -and sometimes lift me and throw me on the bench when no teacher wa s around -they would sometimes lock me in the toilet when I would go there
Woh it even gets better ---I had to sometimes complete their assignments /homework or else I face the ordeal of being beaten by them after school hours - I had to sometimes hide in the library to stayaway from them.I tried to complain against them but to no avail -one of the boys father was politically connected so they were necver really expelled from the school - yup no acttion was ever taken against them - and at times others in the class would laugh at me -finally I completed my 9th grade and decided to leave city ,take admission in a new school to complete my studies. -because well you probably guess why?
I even remember running through high fever that very year when I was bullied by these folks.I remember getting headaches-
When my cousins or youngsters my age were enjoying those teen years - this is what I went throgh --
Anyway time went by ,years passed by ,I completed my education -,got my bachelor degree in arts with honours -got a job - but those scars they just never went away -they lived inside me evevr why momet of my life - continued to haunt me- I tried to come to terms with it -even now I do but I can't forget !
I find it very hard interacting with certain men despite the fact that Im male myself - in fact that the job Im IN requires me to constantly interact with males --find it very difficult establishing interfaces or communicating with them -especially if a man is typical chauvanist I can be vry aggressive towards men at times
I know that ragging and bullying can occur among females too not that it only happens among males .-and there are probably a lot of people who have gone through same stuff that I have(maybe guys and girls also) .
But despite this I find it easier communicating with women easier understanding or confiding in them -women usually mature faster than men so its more easier discussing.
I remember how I was fascinated with the way my aunt dressed .I n my own mental perception I developed my own female personification - and how I would have looked if I was a woman -I always became fascinated with the idea of being a 'diva' dressed inr ed -At a point of time in my life I even thought to myself whether I was a'woman'trapped in a mans body or should should I consider 'transexual' or 'transgender' operation- but then I felt maybe 'no' - I should be happy with what god has probably made me -
I did meet some good people through the years - but still its hard to forget all this -i just can't forget it
I still can't stand the sight of certain men BTW -posting on this site is pretty hard!