I was bullied by a lecturer, since the first day. The most traumatising part was telling another lecturer and finding out that that he saw it as totally normal. "But the person is wild and evil", I said to him. He assured me it's normal. People then thought I was in love with this lecturer because I told him about it and not someone else. I thought he was a very logical and approachable man, but I was wrong. Very wrong. News of me being frightened of the wild lecturer spread, and some people scared me to "test" me. I have nothing left to say to anyone about the matter accept what Jesus said whilst he was cricified:
"Forgive them God, for they know not what they do".
I was a brilliant student topping the lists, and I feel betrayed. I had never been bullied so viciously before, my school was too good to have bullies around. But I remain strong, and at least I don't have it on my conscience that I bullied people like that. I will never stoop so low. Maybe that's why people hate me so much. Good Luck.