I had a medical issue leading to a behavioral issue and went to special ed for first and second grades, so you can imagine how popular I was after I was declared “cured” and mainstreamed directly into third grade at the local school without any guided onboarding, attending alongside the same kids who already knew all my issues. I got a bit of a break when my parents (my mom actually) sent me to Catholic school starting in fourth grade, probably to avoid being bussed into Detroit schools, which was a huge fear among the Greatest Generation at the time. I still exhibited remnants of my earlier experience, though, and started getting bullied there, too, all the way into ninth grade in high school.
The way I got out of it was I started smoking pot and embedded myself with the burnouts in the school’s smoking area. Nerds and geeks and dorks and dweebs got bullied, but burnouts in the smoking area did not. That whole thing turned out to be a bad detour and I didn’t completely straighten up until I got halfway through (my third) college, but at least I didn’t get pushed around by the jocks during the final three years of high school.
The social media of the time was the rumor mill, and even if they didn’t have pics or vids, it was vivid enough for us to completely immobilize many of us socially.