I've matured enough to realize they were probably being abused at home. And while it wasn't fair they took it out on me, some people are dealt a really bad hand and aren't equipped with the tools or support to overcome it.
Also, they committed suicide recently so there's that.
Mine wasn't. He was celebrated for being an amateur boxing champion now he's a professional and pops up in the news where he's talked up as being great.
That's the American Dream in action. Claw, kill, and rape life till you "succeed" and get celebrated for it because you helped the plantation owner during your journey. That's the agreement. Favors for favors. There's nothing here for good honest genuine people.
A few years after we'd left school, one of my bullies tried adding me on fb, and when I declined the request, they sent another, which I also declined.
Bold of you to assume I only had one. It was more like the whole class. Sometimes faculty was included.
There's nothing in particular I'd say to them, but it's always amusing seeing their children and the former classmates panicking at the idea that I might tell them about how their mommy and daddy were bullies.
Mine did not really have cliques but there was definitely some bullying. I may have occasionally been involved in that. Nothing physical of course but words can be pretty fucking hurtful.
I worked with him on the same construction job for months. I never brought it up and he acted towards me like nothing ever happened. However it's clear to me that he never changed and is still more or less the same person than he was back then. If anything I only feel sorry for him. It's not his fault, he can't help himself.
Yeah, my biggest bully I ended up seeing in college. He pretended like nothing happened. He got drunk and pissed himself and then every time I heard his name it went hand in hand with worrying about him pissing himself when he drank. So…
I have absolutely no idea. "So how have you been doing since ruining my life? IV drug abuse? That's awesome, man, heard about that one through the grapevine and it gave me some... well, not joy, of course, but definitely a bit of grim satisfaction. Maybe there's something to this karma thing after all, eh?"
Funily enough, I did meet him a month or two ago. We just talked about where we are in our lives, was kinda ok. I thought about bringing up the past by an offhand comment at first, but let it go. It was no different than if I'd meet almost anyone from that school.
I've seen a few comments in this thread that make me wonder whether bullies actually know they're bullies. Everyone is the hero in their own story, but they must have known on some level.
I actually ran into one of my highschool bullies about 10 years after i graduated, i didn't recognize them, but they knew me they bought me a drink and apologized and we ended up playing a round of pool. People can change and I'm glad they did for the better.
I bumped into my high school abuser a few weeks ago. It's been 17 years. They didn't notice me thank god. I still had a small panic attack and had to like, process it. They really fucked me up though. Not a normal bully.
Didn't have any bullies in high school (thankfully), but my elementary school bully ended up becoming one of my better friends. Nothing crazy, kid was just a shithead when he was little, he moved to the other side of the district and I didn't see him again til HS. Completely different and really chill person by then.
No one bully me at school because my mom was a teacher in my elementary school, my dad was a teacher in my middle school, and my aunt was a teacher in my high school. I was literally bullet proof. The teachers gave me a hard time if I was slacking though and reported it to my parents. Couldn't even roll up my sleeves without my parents found out.
Wasn't really bullied in school somehow but if I were would probably just pretend not to recognise them/pretend they don't exist
Best way to get revenge imo, be successful and show them how little of an impact they've had on your life. Plus it's super low effort given I barely remember most people outside of my immediate social circle from school anyway
I'm glad you have a lovely family, I'm glad all of you have lovely families.. sorry that you are bald and fat, but hey that's alright. I don't think I'll say hi next time, so please don't either.
-me being bullied by my dad's friend's kids. For a decade. They once broke my arm and hid me so I couldn't tell their parents.
This happened to me, except it was primary school bully. I asked them if they remembered why, they said they think they thought I was weird, and I nodded while they pumped petrol into my car. Then I paid and left, and I have not seen them since.
Not entirely on topic but I remember when I started high school, I was a training and the bully was trying to be rude and intimidating. I didn’t know that he was a bully at the time but I still killed him with kindness. He was very confused and at a loss for words.