06-21-2011, 07:02 AM
I hope that this post will not be too long, but if it is, I apologize....I've dealt with bullying my entire life, not about sexual orientation at first, but about everything regarding my personality (my shyness, coming from a poor background, etc.) Although I am now at university, I continue to face bullying, though to a different degree than in primary and secondary school. I am not "outwardly" gay. In fact, I would say I'm generally quite masculine. I wear the same attire as my mates and speak in the obligatory deep gravelly male voice. However, towards the end of my first year at university, I came out to some (then) close friends of mine. They seemed understanding, but little did I know that one of these "friends" was far less of a friend than they'd made themselves out to be. This person spread malicious rumors about my sexuality, and even accused me of making advances towards him, which was blatantly false.
From that point on, I noticed that a number of my former mates became increasingly hostile towards me. It baffled me at the time that anyone could be so judgmental, but in retrospect I realize they were simply expressing fear for something they did not understand. As a result, unfortunately, I became more and more self-conscious and reserved around people, and suffered an emotional breakdown at the end of term, which effectively alienated me from all my friends.
It was this past term that the harassment truly intensified, particularly from a group of fellows who study the same subject as me. I can't adequately express the cause of their hostility except that they are affiliated with my former 'friend' who spread rumors about me, and that they are the typical 'macho' types who get a good laugh out of the humiliation of others. Words such as "queer," "homo," "poof," etc. have all been used against me by this bunch. When I started to openly date another male student, people called us "the queer couple" and leered at us as we passed by. My relationship with said student has since dissolved, but the bullying has not lessened. If anything, it is worse. I'm afraid I yelled back one day to the group of guys who've been harassing me in particular, and since then the harassment has worsened. Gay slurs have been left on personal belongings of mine, such as my textbooks, and towards the end of last term, someone disassembled my bike while it was attached to the bicycle stand nearby the university and stole the seat and one of the tires. I am reasonably sure that one of my harassers was responsible since I've received abusive remarks about "riding a little bicycle round town" before by this group, but I have no solid proof. A rather disconcerting encounter occurred two or three weeks later as well. I was walking to the university library late one evening to get in some studying for end of term examinations, when I noticed the familiar group of harassers. They were in an automobile driving towards me as I walked across the pavement, with their windows rolled down, and started shouting abusive remarks at me. Worse, it had rained earlier that day and they veered so close to the curb that their tires splashed rainwater from a puddle all over me, which brought more laughter. There have been other such incidents, which I will not mention here for sake of brevity. Needless to say, however, that this has been a horrible experience.
I am truly at a point of emotional breakdown. There is summer holiday to look forward to, but this offers little consolation in light of the fact that the same situation awaits me next term. I've considered more than once going to the campus authorities, but the group has threatened retaliation if I should do so. I'm reluctant as well to rely on the campus authorities in this case, since I am an 'adult' and should be self-sufficient by this stage in my life. Any advice or feedback from any who've experienced similar would be greatly appreciated!
From that point on, I noticed that a number of my former mates became increasingly hostile towards me. It baffled me at the time that anyone could be so judgmental, but in retrospect I realize they were simply expressing fear for something they did not understand. As a result, unfortunately, I became more and more self-conscious and reserved around people, and suffered an emotional breakdown at the end of term, which effectively alienated me from all my friends.
It was this past term that the harassment truly intensified, particularly from a group of fellows who study the same subject as me. I can't adequately express the cause of their hostility except that they are affiliated with my former 'friend' who spread rumors about me, and that they are the typical 'macho' types who get a good laugh out of the humiliation of others. Words such as "queer," "homo," "poof," etc. have all been used against me by this bunch. When I started to openly date another male student, people called us "the queer couple" and leered at us as we passed by. My relationship with said student has since dissolved, but the bullying has not lessened. If anything, it is worse. I'm afraid I yelled back one day to the group of guys who've been harassing me in particular, and since then the harassment has worsened. Gay slurs have been left on personal belongings of mine, such as my textbooks, and towards the end of last term, someone disassembled my bike while it was attached to the bicycle stand nearby the university and stole the seat and one of the tires. I am reasonably sure that one of my harassers was responsible since I've received abusive remarks about "riding a little bicycle round town" before by this group, but I have no solid proof. A rather disconcerting encounter occurred two or three weeks later as well. I was walking to the university library late one evening to get in some studying for end of term examinations, when I noticed the familiar group of harassers. They were in an automobile driving towards me as I walked across the pavement, with their windows rolled down, and started shouting abusive remarks at me. Worse, it had rained earlier that day and they veered so close to the curb that their tires splashed rainwater from a puddle all over me, which brought more laughter. There have been other such incidents, which I will not mention here for sake of brevity. Needless to say, however, that this has been a horrible experience.
I am truly at a point of emotional breakdown. There is summer holiday to look forward to, but this offers little consolation in light of the fact that the same situation awaits me next term. I've considered more than once going to the campus authorities, but the group has threatened retaliation if I should do so. I'm reluctant as well to rely on the campus authorities in this case, since I am an 'adult' and should be self-sufficient by this stage in my life. Any advice or feedback from any who've experienced similar would be greatly appreciated!