Same thing happened to me in college in my first and second years. I moved off campus away from those losers. But before I did they tormented me relentlessly. They called me names on account if my ethnicity, and my small size and nerdy appearance. I started taking martial arts, made friends that actually cared about me including college wrestlers and then even joined a meathead frat as I matured and transformed my body and mind as college is all about finding yourself. But it came at the ultimate cost. I attempted and failed at suicide but when you are face to face with death you learn something about yourself, whether you have the survival instinct. I made a pact with myself that if I plan to die I will die BIG. I lost all inhibitions and started really living life. I partied so hard, made so many friends, fought so hard, studied hard, and learned to love life. I'm still alive in my thirties now and not a day goes by when I remember the blood pact I made with myself. We all have to die. But you choose how you want to live. Good luck in finding your own way.
Btw, Those same tormentors four years later feared and respected me. In fact nobody messed with me ever again. Today I do MMA while my peers are overweight and lame. I'm still skinny at 5'8" and 125 lbs but I'm a ball of fury. Don't let anyone make you feel bad. Your muscles may be small but your will must be limitless and aggression like an unwavering tank. That is the only way to stand up to a world that hates us for who we are.
Bullied at University for being a small and skinny guy
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Same thing happened to me in college in my first and second years. I moved off campus away from those losers. But before I did they tormented me relentlessly. They called me names on account if my ethnicity, and my small size and nerdy appearance. I started taking martial arts, made friends that actually cared about me including college wrestlers and then even joined a meathead frat as I matured and transformed my body and mind as college is all about finding yourself. But it came at the ultimate cost. I attempted and failed at suicide but when you are face to face with death you learn something about yourself, whether you have the survival instinct. I made a pact with myself that if I plan to die I will die BIG. I lost all inhibitions and started really living life. I partied so hard, made so many friends, fought so hard, studied hard, and learned to love life. I'm still alive in my thirties now and not a day goes by when I remember the blood pact I made with myself. We all have to die. But you choose how you want to live. Good luck in finding your own way.
Btw, Those same tormentors four years later feared and respected me. In fact nobody messed with me ever again. Today I do MMA while my peers are overweight and lame. I'm still skinny at 5'8" and 125 lbs but I'm a ball of fury. Don't let anyone make you feel bad. Your muscles may be small but your will must be limitless and aggression like an unwavering tank. That is the only way to stand up to a world that hates us for who we are.