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Como ultrapassaste o bullying homofóbico?
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Boa tarde a tod@s,

O bullying, no qual se inclui o bullying homofóbico, é um dos mais graves problemas das escolas. Há diversos estudos que provam que existe uma correlação forte entre bullying e comportamentos depressivos.

Às vezes basta uma palavra, um ombro amigo, um abraço, para que todos os receios e frustrações sejam minimizados e um/uma jovem não opte por um via que nunca deveria poder ser uma opção: o suicídio. Acredito que este fórum pode ser a âncora de milhares de almas que são diariamente despedaçadas pelo preconceito e ódio.

Decidi criar este tópico para que membros da rede ex aequo possam partilhar como conseguiram ultrapassar o bullying, deixando os seus testemunhos.

Abraços e beijos,
Tiago.
    "Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light not our darkness that most frightens us."

    Como ultrapassaste o bullying homofóbico?
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    Offline Endovélico

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    Por incrível que pareça, quando me assumi deixei de ouvir bocas. Quem me gozava não se acreditou e nunca mais disse nada.

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      Quando comecei a acreditar que não era eu que estava errado, mas sim o senso comum daqueles que me rodeavam, deixei de ouvir.
      Os comentários continuavam, mas para mim eram como zumbidos. Eles, honestamente, não me importavam. A partir daí, os comentários foram diminuindo progressivamente.

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        Basicamente ignorei. Ate que deixaram de reclamar ( e a stora deu-lhes um raspanete :P  o que ajudou).
          ""Que estranho mundo este em q as pessoas se podem matar à luz do dia, mas para se amar só o podem fazer às escondidas na escuridão da noite"

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          Offline filsim

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          Nem me apercebi, de um momento para o outro alguns rapazes da turma começaram a intergrar-me e parou, mas só recentemente ultrapassei a revolta que ficou :D

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            Offline JDelgado

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            Bem eu posso contar a minha experiência pessoal. Eu sou estudante do Instituto Superior de Engenharia de Lisboa(ISEL) que é um faculdade praticamente só de rapazes e onde o abiente é extremamente homofóbico/machista/transfobico, ect.
            Eu sofri muito la dentro, a começar pelas praxes onde existe muita homofobia, passando pelo ambiente académico tanto nas festa como no dia a dia.
            Eu assumi-me a faculdade, não escondo a quilo que sou, e até me puz contra alguma atitudes do pessoal de la. Resultante disso fui marcado na faculdade e sou constantemente gozado com bocas a afins.

            O conselho que eu dou e foi o que fiz, é procurar ambientes alternativos a esses nos tempos livres, procurarem novas pessoas que vos respeitem e vos façam sentir bem e mais que tudo, tenho confiança e amor a vocês prorios e não ligar a esse coisas, desde que vocês esteja bem com vocês próprios o resto aguenta-se

              Mesmo na mais escura da escuridão, haverá sempre uma luz a brilhar para nos guiar.
              Basta saber encontra-la

              Como ultrapassaste o bullying homofóbico?
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              Deixo aqui um vídeo sobre bullying. Recomendo a todos!

              To This Day Project - Shane Koyczan


              When I was a kid
              I used to think that pork chops and karate chops
              Were the same thing
              I thought they were both pork chops
              And because my grandmother thought it was cute
              And because they were my favourite
              She let me keep doing it

              Not really a big deal

              One day
              Before I realized fat kids are not designed to climb trees
              I fell out of a tree
              And bruised the right side of my body

              I didn’t want to tell my grandmother about it
              Because I was afraid I’d get in trouble
              For playing somewhere that I shouldn’t have been

              A few days later the gym teacher noticed the bruise
              And I got sent to the principal’s office
              From there I was sent to another small room
              With a really nice lady
              Who asked me all kinds of questions
              About my life at home

              I saw no reason to lie
              As far as I was concerned
              Life was pretty good
              I told her, “Whenever I’m sad
              My grandmother gives me karate chops”

              This led to a full scale investigation
              And I was removed from the house for three days
              Until they finally decided to ask how I got the bruises

              News of this silly little story quickly spread through the school
              And I earned my first nickname

              Pork Chop

              To this day
              I hate pork chops

              I’m not the only kid
              Who grew up this way
              Surrounded by people who used to say
              That rhyme about sticks and stones
              As if broken bones
              Hurt more than the names we got called
              And we got called them all
              So we grew up believing no one
              Would ever fall in love with us
              That we’d be lonely forever
              That we’d never meet someone
              To make us feel like the sun
              Was something they built for us
              In their tool shed
              So broken heart strings bled the blues
              As we tried to empty ourselves
              So we would feel nothing
              Don’t tell me that hurts less than a broken bone
              That an ingrown life
              Is something surgeons can cut away
              That there’s no way for it to metastasize

              It does

              She was eight years old
              Our first day of grade three
              When she got called ugly
              We both got moved to the back of the class
              So we would stop get bombarded by spit balls
              But the school halls were a battleground
              Where we found ourselves outnumbered day after wretched day
              We used to stay inside for recess
              Because outside was worse
              Outside we’d have to rehearse running away
              Or learn to stay still like statues giving no clues that we were there
              In grade five they taped a sign to her desk
              That read beware of dog

              To this day
              Despite a loving husband
              She doesn’t think she’s beautiful
              Because of a birthmark
              That takes up a little less than half of her face
              Kids used to say she looks like a wrong answer
              That someone tried to erase
              But couldn’t quite get the job done
              And they’ll never understand
              That she’s raising two kids
              Whose definition of beauty
              Begins with the word mom
              Because they see her heart
              Before they see her skin
              That she’s only ever always been amazing

              He
              Was a broken branch
              Grafted onto a different family tree
              Adopted
              But not because his parents opted for a different destiny
              He was three when he became a mixed drink
              Of one part left alone
              And two parts tragedy
              Started therapy in 8th grade
              Had a personality made up of tests and pills
              Lived like the uphills were mountains
              And the downhills were cliffs
              Four fifths suicidal
              A tidal wave of anti depressants
              And an adolescence of being called popper
              One part because of the pills
              And ninety nine parts because of the cruelty
              He tried to kill himself in grade ten
              When a kid who still had his mom and dad
              Had the audacity to tell him “get over it” as if depression
              Is something that can be remedied
              By any of the contents found in a first aid kit

              To this day
              He is a stick of TNT lit from both ends
              Could describe to you in detail the way the sky bends
              In the moments before it’s about to fall
              And despite an army of friends
              Who all call him an inspiration
              He remains a conversation piece between people
              Who can’t understand
              Sometimes becoming drug free
              Has less to do with addiction
              And more to do with sanity

              We weren’t the only kids who grew up this way
              To this day
              Kids are still being called names
              The classics were
              Hey stupid
              Hey spaz
              Seems like each school has an arsenal of names
              Getting updated every year
              And if a kid breaks in a school
              And no one around chooses to hear
              Do they make a sound?
              Are they just the background noise
              Of a soundtrack stuck on repeat
              When people say things like
              Kids can be cruel?
              Every school was a big top circus tent
              And the pecking order went
              From acrobats to lion tamers
              From clowns to carnies
              All of these were miles ahead of who we were
              We were freaks
              Lobster claw boys and bearded ladies
              Oddities
              Juggling depression and loneliness playing solitaire spin the bottle
              Trying to kiss the wounded parts of ourselves and heal
              But at night
              While the others slept
              We kept walking the tightrope
              It was practice
              And yeah
              Some of us fell

              But I want to tell them
              That all of this shit
              Is just debris
              Leftover when we finally decide to smash all the things we thought
              We used to be
              And if you can’t see anything beautiful about yourself
              Get a better mirror
              Look a little closer
              Stare a little longer
              Because there’s something inside you
              That made you keep trying
              Despite everyone who told you to quit
              You built a cast around your broken heart
              And signed it yourself
              You signed it
              “They were wrong”
              Because maybe you didn’t belong to a group or a click
              Maybe they decided to pick you last for basketball or everything
              Maybe you used to bring bruises and broken teeth
              To show and tell but never told
              Because how can you hold your ground
              If everyone around you wants to bury you beneath it
              You have to believe that they were wrong

              They have to be wrong

              Why else would we still be here?
              We grew up learning to cheer on the underdog
              Because we see ourselves in them
              We stem from a root planted in the belief
              That we are not what we were called
              We are not abandoned cars stalled out and
              Sitting empty on a highway
              And if in some way we are
              Don’t worry
              We only got out to walk and get gas
              We are graduating members from the class of
              f*** off we made it
              Not the faded echoes of voices crying out
              Names will never hurt me

              Of course
              They did

              But our lives will only ever always
              Continue to be
              A balancing act
              That has less to do with pain
              And more to do with beauty.
                "Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light not our darkness that most frightens us."

                Como ultrapassaste o bullying homofóbico?
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                V24

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                Como ultrapassei? Hum à porrada ;D ;D ;D Foi remédio santo.
                Apesar de ter uma aparência feminina (sem ofender as meninas que não são  :-[) desde os 12 anos que colegas adoravam gozar.
                "Acho que és lésbica" "Olha a lésbica"

                Os meus pais acham que tenho mau feitio. Nunca perceberam a razão para tantas lutas na escola ;)

                Na faculdade nunca mais ninguém me chateou. Amén

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                  Nem me apercebi, de um momento para o outro alguns rapazes da turma começaram a intergrar-me e parou, mas só recentemente ultrapassei a revolta que ficou :D

                  Interessante, comigo aconteceu praticamente da mesma forma! :)
                  Apesar de tudo, penso que, por nao ter confrontado os "bullies", ficou ainda um sentimento de revolta como tu disseste... Mas na altura seria muito difícil fazer esse confronto: estava em minoria e em plena fase de querer aceitação por parte das outras pessoas.
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                    Como ultrapassaste o bullying homofóbico?
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                    V24

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                    Não sei se já ouviram falar no ''Stanfort Prison Experiment''
                    É interessante de se ler. Eu penso que se correlaciona bem com algumas situações que se passam entre os homossexuais e ''a sociedade''. O que requer força, coragem e o que realmente faz alguém grande, é perceber que lá por ser posto numa determinada posição, não se tem que transformar nela. Ser superior a isso.

                    ''The Stanford prison experiment was a psychological study of human responses to captivity and its behavioral effects on both authorities and inmates in prison. The experiment was conducted in 1971 by a team of researchers led by psychologist Philip Zimbardo at Stanford University. Undergraduate volunteers played the roles of both guards and prisoners living in a mock prison in the basement of the Stanford psychology building.Prisoners and guards rapidly adapted to their roles, stepping beyond the boundaries of what had been predicted and leading to dangerous and psychologically damaging situations. One-third of the guards were judged to have exhibited “genuine” sadistic tendencies, while many prisoners were emotionally traumatized and two had to be removed from the experiment early. Finally, Zimbardo, alarmed at the increasingly abusive anti-social behavior from his subjects, terminated the entire experiment early.''

                    Sim conheço essa experiência. É impressionante como as pessoas fazem coisas em grupo que nunca fariam se estivessem a pensar pela própria cabeça. Transformam-se. É medonho

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                      Simplesmente ignorar. Não me deixar ser afetado.

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                        Simplesmente ignorar. Não me deixar ser afetado.


                        Concordo. Na vida por vezes o melhor e ignorar certas e determinadas coisas porque pode ser que as pessoas se toquem como se costume dizer.. E nunca nós deixarmos afectar


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