Michelle Trachtenberg may have played a bit of a manipulative bully on “Gossip Girl,” but, like many of us, she knows what it’s like to be on the receiving end of the torment. She opened up to Complex magazine about the bullies who tortured her in elementary, middle, and high school. Boy, did she have it bad. In elementary school, she says, a girl threw her down a flight of stairs, broke her ribs, punched and fractured her nose, and then lied about her. In junior high, a gang of girls pushed Michelle into lockers and stole her clothes after gym so she wouldn’t have anything to wear. Then in high school, a girl who had a drug addiction made Michelle’s life a “living hell” and even hurled a vodka bottle at her head once.
But Michelle was able to get a little revenge on the girl who pushed her down the stairs. As she left a restaurant, a group of about 20 paparazzi were outside and she said to the bully, “Oh, I’m sorry. I’m really famous. They need to take my picture. Sucks for you!” [Complex via Starpulse]
I, too, know what it’s like to achieve more than a school bully. Keep reading to see what happened.When my older cousin transferred to another junior high, one of her former classmates, Shauna-Kay*, decided torturing me was going to be her favorite hobby. She would call me an “Oreo” for having brown skin, while my mom had light skin. As you can tell, Shauna-Kay wasn’t the brightest bulb because her definition of this derogatory term was wrong. She succeeded in turning some of my so-called friends against me and basically stuck her fat nose into everyone’s business. I came home in tears so many times because she and her sidekick liked to call me names as they walked behind me.
I wanted to beat the crap out of her, but knew that I would lose the fight. What bully picks on someone bigger than them? Shauna-Kay never would have done these things if my cousin had remained in the school. My cousin was willing to meet her after school one day for a surprise butt whooping, but we knew that would just lead to her tormenting me more — or worse. I chose to wait it out and left the “fighting” to my mom, who made repeated, unfriendly calls to the principal.
After Shauna-Kay graduated, I never heard from her again. But I did hear through the grapevine that she tried to pull the same I’m-big-and-bad mess when she went to high school and totally got her butt kicked. I did see her one day at a bus stop, though. I looked rather sophisticated that day because I was wearing the required suit for my job at a retail store. She looked … well, I’m just going to call it as I saw it … a bit crack-ish. I didn’t have to say a word to her to know that she’d never achieve what I had already. She probably hadn’t gone to college and had few career aspirations. At that instant, I understood that rising above her hate was the best revenge I could ever have exacted on Shauna-Kay.
What are your experiences with bullies? Did you get revenge or get over it?
*Name has not been changed because I still hate her.