Not for being gay, but for being white...
I was raised by a single mother without much money. She worked three jobs to send me to private school, but then they raised tuition and she could no longer afford it. I had to transfer from an all white private school to a predominately black school.
While all the other kids wore T-shirts and jeans to school, I wore dress slacks and button front oxfords because that was the uniform at my old school and we couldn't afford new clothes. Since I was white and dressed in "nice" clothes, and came from a private school, everyone assumed that I was a spoiled rich kid, when in fact we were more broke than most of their families. It also didn't help that due to those few years of private education, I was well ahead of the other students and made honors every semester. And to make matters even worse, I stuttered. Which means that while I placed in mostly advanced classes, I was also in special Ed. and speech therapy. So I was basically a walking target for bullies.
The one good thing is that my best friend was three years older and more like a big brother. He still went to the private school, but lived across the street. He was very heavy into martial arts at the competition level and taught me everything he knew.
I also took gymnastics and swimming classes at the YMCA until my mother got home from work, it was cheaper than a sitter.
The end result was that even though I was little, I was strong, fast, and very agile with an explosive temper.
I got into a lot of fights the first couple of years, but word quickly spread that the little white nerd was not to be fucked with...