A lot of people talk about the times they were bullied in these kind of discussions but how many of you were ever the bully yourselves? If you were ever a bully then who were your victims, why did you bully them and how did you do it? How do you feel looking back on it now?

When I was younger I bullied my cousin. He was a turd that got away with everything so one day I had enough and I started bullying him. Well I personally don't think it was. I was just retaliating. But from the outside it would've looked like bullying. The adults wouldn't do anything when he would do something awful so I took it into my own hands. My only regret is that I had restraint.

I bullied someone once in elementary school. A girl in my class was taller than everyone else, and a little bit chubby. Actually we were all chubby, because we were in elementary school, but because she was taller it stood out a little more. One day during lunch break we had a quarrel about... I don't know. Maybe about the rules when we were playing tag or something stupid like that. And sometimes she was really stubborn and had to get on her will. When I was out of arguments I called her something related to fat and cow and ran away. I was so sorry and ashamed afterwards, I couldn't concentrate in class. And I was afraid she'd tell our teacher. I went to her after school and told her I was so sorry. Of course she didn't forgive me right away and I was even more guilty and miserable. Bet I deserved it.

Even years later when I had quarrels from time to time with other classmates, I never insulted someone like that again.

I still don't understand why I said something like that to her. And sometimes I wonder if she remembers this as much as I do.

I was a bully to the bullies. I never thought it was right to pick on someone for no reason. In middle school me and my friends were picked on I guess? I got sick of it and started beating their asses. I almost got sent to an alternative school as I got in a few fights xD But once the assholes were scared of me and left me alone I had to protect my friends as well.

It was so worth it in that sense. It's not nice to bully sweet people for no reason. I just hated the popular kids who looked down everyone else for not having the same socks, backpacks, purses whatever it may be, like they did.

Oh plz. Thats why I loved my high school. Mostly everyone was over that stupid kid phase!

My friend and I used to pick on this boy about our age when we were eight. It was mostly like... calling him a nerd and making fun of him when we walked the same way after school. He was a really intelligent, mature and polite boy. We were just idiots. Thankfully we didn't continue it for very long. >___>

My friends and I used to pick on my best friend's younger brother a lot. He was such a little idiot. We used to hang out by the river and we'd push him in a lot (it was shallow) and we'd tell him things that weren't true because he was so damn gullible, and we'd just do general mean kid things to him. But we're all older now (he's 26) and we're all friends. We apologized a long time ago and he's fine now...although still gullible as all hell, lmao.

I wouldn't say I was/am a bully, but I do tease and poke fun at those I care about. I mean it only in jest, and I try to make it very clear that I'm in no way trying to be intentionally hurtful or mean - but I do know that on occasion I have taken it too far and upset people.

All throughout my elementary, middle, and high school days I was bullied quite a bit, so I do realise that there is a significant difference between what I've just described and what they did to me - but I still recognize the fact that sometimes what I have said in the past has hurt people, despite my intentions, and that's still not okay.

I make fun of people that deserve it. Don't know if that counts as being a bully as most of the time they're not aware.

there was that one time back in school when i got my whole class to bully the newbie girl because she was really good at all subjects and i felt that my top student position was threatened. hilariously, when people started bullying her she came to me for help. i supported her and we became friends. she never found out about what i did. i also got her to do my french homework lmao.

I was bullied all throughout my schooling, right through high-school too.

I did bully a girl in our special needs class. She was fat (I was too) and she cried so easily. So one day, I was shown how to make those paper wasp stings with an elastic band and I shot one at her. She started crying and everyone was laughing. I felt so horrible about it. I told her I was sorry at the end of the school year and she said it was ok.

I sometimes still feel bad about it if I think about it.

I was a bit of a bully. woops.

I used to be a pretty big bully to the people who were my closest friends. I had this weird necessity to bring down the people who I loved and cared about (and who loved and cared about me) which somehow translated to "If you're horrible to them they probably won't leave you!" I'm not sure why I did this. I played some pretty messed up jokes on my friends and I treated others like dirt. Thankfully we're all on really good terms and now I'm trying my hardest to make it up to society.

I was a little bullied myself, only verbally thankfully (I'm weak as hell IRL and I could never take someone on) so I think that was my way of bringing myself up over it.

I think the worst thing I did was.. there was this one girl who I was actually really close with, who was I guess the "biggest loser" of school (She was actually a wonderful person, but didn't have any friends outside of me. My group of friends were already really low on the rung of popularity) She supported me and provided advice for me for about a year before one of my friends (who was a "cool" person in school) started picking on her for her weight, her hair (which was exceptionally long and a little ratty I suppose) and her upbringing (parents divorced; grandparents raised her over shared custody with her family, her grandparents were super hippies and she was a very 'in touch with nature' girl) And so I thought it'd be funny to draw all over her face with highlighter while she was trying to work... she started crying in the middle of class. Poor thing never even told the teacher and my friend and I got off scott-free. I still feel horrible about it; she was an anxious mess and confided in me a lot and I betrayed her trust at the drop of a hat.

We made up really well, we're still fairly close though being out of highschool for a while means I don't see her (We talk online sometimes). She's forgiven me and understands why I did it, but I do still feel all hells of nasty about it. All I can really do is try to stand up for other people more & give back where I can.

Never ever. I can be snarky towards annoying people if they attack me, I am fiercely protective towards victims but picking on someone just because...no, I'm not the right person for that.

I used to bully the teachers I didn't like. And they were ACTUALLY scared of me. I'm a little proud of that.

I used to bully this kid in my class in 6th grade who was different. Everyone bullied him and I wanted to fit in. Freshman year of college, I had him in my class. I sat beside him and apologized profusely for everything I said and did to him. I'll never understand why I said the things I did and it haunted me for a very long time until I apologized. Now we're friends. :)

Only in retaliation, mostly. A best friend once betrayed me so much that I refused to talk to her, and it escalated to us screaming racial slurs at each other every time she tried to reconcile. Her mum would come to me and beg me to forgive, lol, I was too stubborn.

I was an easy target (quiet, insult as a surname, moving schools a lot, moved countries, academically excelling, bit weird), so I don't know why I wasn't bullied much.

When I was like 10 or 11 my former best friend and I teamed up to bully a girl in our neighborhood. She was really nice to us and wanted to be our friend, so we made her do dumb things with the promise that we'd let her into our "club" (we had no such club). My friend was the main instigator, but I won't deny that little kid me got a kick out of pushing someone else around (at this time in my life I was being bullied pretty severely at school and abused at home by a step parent, so I guess I wanted to be the top dog for a change).

Over time, our mistreatment escalated in cruelty until we finally exploded on her. We stole her shoes, threw them into a canal, and then pushed her in after them while laughing and shouting at her to swim for them and get them back. I can't remember it super well, but I think we also took her bike and threw it into the water as well? Our actions were pretty inexcusable, and afterward I felt bad and never got involved in any of my friend's mean games again (she never stopped being somewhat of a bully and did some terrible things to other kids--me included--in the years afterward).