Sort of.
I've had a friend from birth who's always been like a brother to me, even though we kind of went our separate ways in high school, and he was there when I was a kid. But at school (1st through 4th grade) I got bullied RELENTLESSLY and neither the teachers or my parents ever did shit. Except when I broke a kid's finger in retaliation or split another's lip, then they were all up in arms about it. But that's the thing with teachers, they only ever take action against those who upset the status quo, and some kid being constantly teased, harassed and isolated is the status quo to them.
Needless to say, I learned 0 social skills during crucial formative years and that fucked me up for life. I never learned how to semi-decently deal with people until I was 19 and even now I struggle like crazy.
My parents never did help, but honestly it's not like there was much they could have done. They both have deep personal issues, are virtually incapable of self-criticism and are not exactly great with people themselves. How they thought having a kid was going to be a good idea is beyond me.
Still, maybe if I hadn't been put in a classroom full of inbred country bumpkins my life would have taken a different turn, but such is life, I got dealt a shitty hand and that's the only thing that matters.