LOL my sister was brutal. I learned early on not to screw with her.
When we were teenagers I did something to make her mad and I came home in the middle of the night and found 6 goats locked in my bedroom. (I had a walkout basement bedroom)
They have been coming after our children for years.
The rules, according to my parents, were 1. Work it out between yourselves. 2) don’t tattle (see rule 1). 3. If you do tattle, expect equal punishment (see rule 1).
I know this sounds extreme, but it worked. Yes, my brother gave me “ Indian burns” and tortured me in many ways...I paid him back by tagging along everywhere he went..LOL!
I adored him until the day he died, I think fondly of those times he “bullied” me. It’s just part of life, of growing up.
what about govenrment bulllying citizens and families? Is thaT covered too in the report?
Only child, torturous siblings. Whatever the case, childhood is a bitch.
I remember the last time my younger brother and I had a fight. I really had to hurt him to win, and I knew that wasn’t going to happen the next time.
Bubba government, the biggest bully of them all, is going to protect us from bullies.
Well finally that topic is popping up. My brother and I were 13 years apart. He just wasn’t a bully but an abuser. At the age of 10 I did not think I would live beyond 15 that bad. Reading the post many of yours sounds like little brothers and sisters approx. near the same age fighting which is normal. Not mine, sometimes I would get confuse who in hell is my father. Since my brother did all the disciplining. I was told by him since father is gone he will take over as the man of the house. My mother ignored my cries only to tell me years later that she thought we were playing and I told her NO. Didn’t she hear me scream and cry out? Well that is in the past - somewhat. Today he is in his late 50’s and all I can say I can’t stand being in the same room with him, and he knows that. He told me once that I was afraid of him and that is true. His lose not mine.
“Researchers at the University of New Hampshire conducted more than 3,500 telephone interviews with children and teenagers (an adult caregiver was interviewed if the child was younger than 10). The researchers asked these kids whether they had experienced physical assault, property damage or “psychological aggression” - in other words, name calling, meanness and ostracism.”
Physical assault? Really? Is that what they are calling it? Then they advise the parents to seek professional intervention. At that point, the dr asks “do you have any firearms in the home?”
Next day..knock, knock...
It’s not always harmless. You won’t hear much about it but there are some older brothers who take advantage of younger sisters. It causes long term damage.
My older brother was a bully. It was left unchecked. He ended up getting arrested & convicted for the kind of behavior that went unreported in my family. Of course, none of my siblings wanted him anywhere near their children. But at the time, well, it was my problem to deal with. What a crock of bull shiite.
I grew up with 3 older sisters. They didn’t really bully me per se, but outvoted me on important matters like being able to watch I Dream of Jeanie. Eventually I got big enough, and one day I turned on them and suddenly I could have a say in those critical decisions.
I think some may have experienced extremes, here, as I have with a sibling. Abuse...mother who was co-dependent and excused his behavior, awarded him the fam business....only for him to rob us blind and go bankrupt....leaving us BROKE after living an extravagant lifestyle.
HOWEVER.........
What I DON’T agree with is the government becoming involved. They would perceive innocent banter to absolute abuse. It’s just ANOTHER way for them to get their foot in the door.
Justified abuse is one thing. But look at how they are pushing the envelope It’s always OTT.
Me, my brother, and my sister ... yeah, we fought like cats and dogs. Good times!
I tortured my brothers with my verbal abuse until they wanted to kill me. Got beat but never bruised (don’t know why). Arguing teaches you how to resolve conflicts. They don’t want you to resolve a conflict. They just want total submission.
When my younger son was in the 6th grade I confronted his teacher and had him dismissed from having to discuss a gay themed bullying book project.
She was flabbergasted when I told her he had my permission to knock the snot out of anyone who ever bullied him and that I’d knock the snot out of him if he ever bullied anybody.
I am the youngest of 8 children. My Mom worked, while my dad worked on my sisters. I was too young to know what was going on at the time though, but God eventually intervened and my father went to prison for incest when I was 7.
Other than what they went through, my childhood was one of being ruled by 4 older sister who beat it into me that women are victims and I was to treat them like ladies. All the while my 3 oldest brothers beat it into me that I will either learn to fight or be beat down by the world.
I dropped out at 15, joined the traveling carnival at 16, and the army at 17 and turned my back on my family. I have been home three times since I left in “72”. It took many years to learn to love them again. Even to this day I am estranged from them, and I am considered the weird black sheep of the family. The wacko right wing Christian conservative nut.
Somewhere along the way I met Christ, and he taught me that not all men are evil, and not all women are victims. I learned to discern between the two, and how to love those I had grown to hate.
Today I pray for them everyday, but still have little to do with them. My oldest sister was murdered, my oldest brother became a drunk on skid-row and died of stomach and liver cancer. I have another sister, whom I actually talk to on the phone from time to time who is a devout Catholic, and a teacher in San Diego. I have a brother who is a devout Socialist who loves Obama, and another brother who thinks he is god’s gift to women, even though he is married with two adult boys, and two sister whop live in Arizona I have not spoken to in 18 years.
Both my parents have since died. My mom is in heaven, and only god knows if my father made it, but considering he denied raping my sisters for all those years, I seriously doubt it. However, even the thief on the cross made it in by the skin of his teeth.
Childhood problems can last a lifetime sometimes.
However as bad as things were for me in my childhood, there are millions of children being raised in decent homes. That being said, if I had my choice of who should control my childhood, I think I would take my chance with flawed parents over a flawed government any day of the week.