All of them. Some are better at self control, but none of us were sane.

I’m sure every American here has stories. The only reason I and my friends were never bullied much was early on in 6th grade, I stuffed a jock into their locker.

The thing was he was trying to stuff a friend of mine in a locker; with his coach as hall monitor (“boys will be boys,”).

For the record the only thing that I could get to fit was his head and shoulders. Also, the fire dept was breaking out the jaws of life when the lunch lady showed up with bacon grease… so he spent the first ten or so minutes of every class trying to make shit up about that… while everyone knew.

Edit to clarify: this isn’t to detract how awful this is, and from trans hate. Just pointing out bullying in schools has been a thing since long before I was in school; and it’s gotten worse. Schools are underfunded, under staffed and over stuffed (with students.); and that’s entirely by design. If “normal” people have stories… I shudder to think of what that kid and other trans kids have to go through.

A lot. I may not have been aware that I was trans back when I was a kid but growing up became a very lonely existence once girls and boys isolated themselves into their little tribes. When the siloing process sticks you with a peer group that implicitly knows you to be an ill fit and even when you try to get along your brain doesn't register that gendered sense of "this is a person who acts and thinks like me" you don't as a habit really make very close friends.

Kids are very good at forming hardcore social bonds where they let their sense of individual identity slip in favor of their group. While I didn't experience trans hate growing up directly persay being placed in situations where you just can't make decent bonds tends to make you an easy target for being ripped to shreds as somebody else's exercise of building pack solidarity. It takes very little for children to find justification to be violent.