Never experienced much bullying in school, but I was bullied at one company. It was by girls, their bullying wasn't physical but it was passive aggressive. I was part of a group, the group's queen bee hated me from day one for no reason. (She told me that people talk about me and say I dressed slutty. I think part of the reason she disliked me so much was because I was popular with guys, and she's very guy-crazy and competitive. She has a hangup about her weight too, so there was a lot of insecurity.) She lashed out at me once and since then, the rest of the group ostracized me. One of her friends started talking about me too and said I couldn't be trusted around guys. (I didn't even talk to my male coworkers.) They stopped talking to me and I always ate lunch alone. I didn't have a single friend in that company.

It didn't bother me so much because I saw their actions as a reflection of their character and not mine, and that I had friends and a good relationship outside work. Maybe it's weird, but I even feel compassion for the girl who started it (because no one who's truly happy can act so unkindly) and for her followers (because they're so scared of being friendless that they cater to a bully's insecurities). But when some people from the group got over it and tried to be friends with me, I always kept them at arm's length and never really trusted them.