I feel really bad about saying some words that lead to some getting into trouble for typing them out. The school system was the bully in that case and there is no way it would have changed its opinion.
I ran into him at bar in the big city outside of our small home town. He was actually kinda happy/surprised to see me. And I was too cuz it just someone from the home town. We exchanged pleasantries and I remembered the shit he put me through. I punched him really hard in the arm and said “you made me cry in front of everyone in gym class” he replied “yeah, I’m sorry” and spent the rest of the night drinking together.
Nothing, same as when I bumped into that cunt at a party. He attempted to talk to me but I just walked off as if I hadn’t heard anything, I wasn’t going to make a scene though.
A pal asked why I ignored him so I proceeded to tell him all the stuff this guy pulled, didn’t see him at any party’s after that.
20 years later I actually did talk to one of my main bullies. I asked him why he was so awful to me. He said he was getting bullied himself in the locker room and at home by his abusive father. I also had a violent father but he didn’t know that. He apologized. Never spoke to him again though
Well, one is in prison for life for trying to kill her own family, and if I could talk to her now, I’d say….I’m sorry your childhood was taken from you and that your life was better than it was.
My high school bullies became a successful lawyer, a successful Air Force officer and a successful mechanic who owns a string of shops across like 3 states. I guess they grew up and got their shit together.
There’s nothing telling those people would do to change anything and it doesn’t matter how things turned out.
I always said it was like children 👧 of the corn 🌽 or what’s the other term I used…AN? If only people knew what a bunch of sickos peds in that Reformed Calvin and Hobbes cult!? I loved that they thought I was Hispanic
Nothing. I was bullied elementary through high school and after high school focused on myself as a person, built my own business, met the love of my life, got married and bought a home and have 2 beautiful kids. If the people that bullied me back then saw me now they would be humbled. I have ran into a few people and they all treat me night and day different.
We met several years back at a mutual friend’s gathering on the river. I had a portable chess set that I set up everywhere I go. He was the first to come over, apparently he’d gotten really into chess.
While playing he said, “was I ever a prick to you in high school?”
I smile, let him know he could be a real asshole. Told him a couple examples he had zero memory of. He apologized and we had a good chat. He had a messed up childhood, I had no idea how bad. We made amends, I took beating him repeatedly in chess as fair recompense. In his adulthood he seemed to trade bullying in for alcoholism.
Dude killed himself a few months later.
RIP, I’m glad we got to have that chat and clear the air.
Honestly, if someone did this to me and I ran into them years later, I would see how their life is going and see if they mention anything about it. People mature and change (most of the time).
Nothing, ain’t worth my time, I couldn’t even pick them out in a crowd anymore (but I am 36 now so it’s been a while since high school). If ive learned anything to be true in my time on this rock, it’s that people always get what they deserve. Shitty behavior will have shitty results eventually. Not a single person who has wronged me in my life is doing better than me. So I focus on my life and my goals and enjoy it.
Nothing at all. They don’t care about what they did to me, and nothing I could possibly say would change that. You can’t convince someone to care about you.
There was a bullying hierarchy in my middle school. I got bullied, and in turn I bullied others. I grew out of it by high school, and then in my late teens really leaned into spiritual development.
We were probably 21 when it happened. I was working a temp job at the county fair operating one of the rides. The county fair was a big deal so pretty much everyone in my hometown went to it. The ride I got assigned to operate was a popular one so I ran into quite a few people I knew from school.
When I saw Ira in the line I yelled his name and when he finally recognized me I waved him to the front of line. “Hey man nice to see you. Hey I gotta say I’m sorry man. I was a real jerk in middle school and picked on you a lot and you didn’t deserve that. I’m truly sorry.”
He appreciated it. He and his friends got to jump the line that time and then ride for free as much as he wanted the rest of the night.
I would ask them if they still dared me to hit them now that there were no cronies or teachers to hide behind and I have gotten a lot bigger. I have no criminal record and enough power to knock some teeth out or break a nose now so what’s a night in jail and a fine?
I was beaten pretty badly by a guy about twice my skinny ass weight. He accused me of hitting on his girlfriend. I was so scared that I bit his shoulder. He then kicked me in the back of the head about 20 times. I don’t remember exactly how many. Twenty years later I moved into a new neighborhood and was talking to a neighbor. I found out that the guy was a drummer at his church. I had been plagued with chronic neck pain for years. I reached out to him on Facebook and apologized for my part and told him that I was glad he found God. He apologized for his part and I learned that he married his girlfriend and she was battling some illness. The next day my neck pain was gone. It lasted forever fifteen years until I crashed my mountain bike at the age of fifty three. Back to square one. Maybe I need to forgive my bike?
I was at a party and saw a guy pull up in a fancy new 2-door sports car, and recognised him as a prick who bullied me and others terribly in High-School years before. He didn’t recognise me, which I was happy with as I wanted zero interaction with him. He went inside and I saw that his passenger side window was down about an inch, and as I was busting to empty my bladder, what better place to do it. So in a way I did actually say something to him…
I had an old bully of mine ask me out a few years ago, I just asked him point blank if he remembered all the times he told me to kill myself 🤪 he did not remember but I sure definitely dooooo 🤪
I found out later he was being beaten by his alcoholic father so I’d probably have more sympathy then I would hurtful words, pain seems to attach itself like a virus and I refuse to be a vector.
I bumped into one a couple of years ago at a party. I was shocked we both knew the host as it was in a different city. I just smiled at her and went on with the night. I didn’t want to mention how much they hurt me and cause drama at a party so I just asked how their life was and went on with the night.
I don’t know. I was on both sides throughout my time in school. I had one guy come up to me years later at a party and apologize. I gave him a death stare for 10 seconds or so and walked off. I was drunk, so maybe I would have reacted differently otherwise. Funnily enough the exact same thing happened the year after at the same party with the same guy.
I think most bullys are sorry for what stupid shit they did as kids/teenagers, because I definitely am. I think I would forgive most of them today but I could never really forget what they put me though. I wouldn’t expect anything more from the people I put trough this.
I’d walk away. Fuck them. They took enough from me. I’m not giving them another minute of my time. I have nothing to say to them. I don’t hate them, I’m apathetic towards them.
Rich l, poor, happy, sad, dead, or alive – zero fucks given.
Why waste any more mental or emotional cycles on people in the past, unable to change anything done, who mean nothing to me….
Chances are you would not have been so insecure in your manhood thus pushing you and your group to calling all of us nerdy types gay and being mean. You were angry and projecting your issues due to the adults in life letting you down. But I get it now. I forgive.
My elementary school bully developed a weird attachment to me, and after a while, seemed to see me as a little brother figure of some kind. He became oddly protective after that. Like, he would still kinda fuck with me, but if anyone else tried to, he would’ve immediately shut it down.
“i smiled when i found out you got fatter and started losing your sight”. that fat piece of shit and his skeletor friend made 7th grade hell for me. i went to a hs that was 7-12th grade so being bullied by two seniors was terrifying. they absolutely crushed my self esteem and one day a 9th grader stuck up for me. they left me alone after that but when i heard the news about the fat one losing his sight i laughed. i saw him walking down the street once and wanted to honk and throw a water bottle at him, not like he’d be able to see it was me. i felt tears in my eyes and just kept driving, i hope he tripped.
My brother was an ass and a bully, I would have these anger outbursts when I was fed up with him and I’ve left him with 3 stitch marks on his head
I keep minimal contact with my family, I care about my parents and my grandma, but that’s it, the last time I went back to my home, it was good for a short time, really really good, but then i really regretted being there as everything got bad again, my mum tried beyond everything to keep me happy at my home, because she knew it might be the last, ok enough yapping
To all my bullies throughout my life including my brother, I’d say nothing, I’d keep in mind that life has a weird way of tormenting it’s subjects, and let it take the course, they’d be just another person passing by, about whom i don’t give a fuck
As some point I realized that people who bullied usually had their own problems that were worse than what they inflicted on me. Or at best maybe they were just to immature to realize what they were doing.
Either way, I’m not going to be able to solve whatever problem they had.
So if they apologize I’ll accept it. If they don’t I’ll wish them well anyway and part of “wishing them well” is hoping they became better people.
As for me, I’m busy with my own life.
I’ll admit though that getting to this point took some time.
I remember high school is more of a hierarchy of bullies. Everybody was both bullied and bully themselves. Except for that last kid all the way down at the bottom. I wasn’t that kid so I can’t tell you what I’d say but I do feel like a jerk for the times I bullied people and I would apologize to them right now if I could.
Nothing at all. The one girl I had a crush on and confessed to outed me to the entire 9th grade girl’s gym class. From then on, she and her friend group made fun of me and my friends.
We ended up on the same softball team that year, and once more in Senior year.
I wish nothing bad on her, but nothing good either. Hopefully she has grown since then.
Apologize for his circumstances! while he was aweful i dont blame him and forgive him i had a great upbringingand couldnt imagine the shit he endured, wasn’t till later in life I realized his mum, sisters and himself were abused physically and sexually by his father! Fuck his father and the damage he caused!!
I was the bully. After going off to the Navy and coming back, I sought out a few people I was especially a dick towards. I was never a physical bully, I just talked alot of shit, but would take things too far on occasion. I messaged the people on Facebook, or through mutual friends, and I apologized for everything I did to them because I was a shithead. Almost 20 years after high school, we’re pretty chummy for the most part.
Nothing needs to be said. He got crushed when a mine collapsed. But in true fashion he wasn’t supposed to be down there, doing things he wasn’t supposed to be doing.
The world is a better place without him because he didn’t just torment me, he was an asshole to a lot of people. The only bad/good thing is that his girl was expecting when he died. Hopefully step dad was a way better guy than he was.
I’d probably just ask him “why did you hit me in my ‘gina with a bat after school in third grade?! That was fucked up.” . Truthfully I don’t even know if that dude is alive but I hope he’s doing good. He didn’t bully me all the time just randomly hurt me that one time. I think his home life was not great.
I ran into mine when I visited my home country for Christmas last year and I had heard she was a single mom raising ten kids by herself and all I could tell her was, “I hope you had your tubes tied by now cause you got yourself a full house.”
One of them continues to harass me and some of my family to this very day online, so I guess I could say something to her eventually. I’ve never actually responded to the stuff, aside from blocking her accounts and removing fake reviews she’s constantly posting for my business and my dad’s place of work. Once I contacted the police because she wouldn’t stop calling my grandmother’s phone to scream at her during the last few months she was alive. But the police didn’t do much about it, and I still don’t know how she even got my grandmother’s phone number to begin with.
It makes it weirder that she’s kept up the harassment campaign for around 15 years now even though I’ve never directly replied. I just figure if I do it will ramp up even more.
If I wasn’t worried about accidentally encouraging her, I guess I’d just ask what’s wrong with her, because I’ve been trying to figure it out for years and still haven’t gotten anywhere. My only working theory is that she has some major personality disorder but I don’t know which one.
My other main bully is in prison now for rape, all I’d say to him is that I’m not shocked.
Ran into him at a bar. It was one of those, he’s right behind me moments.
Someone was telling me that they saw him that night and that he lost complete use of his right arm because he was drunk as fuck driving around on a quad. He wrecked with a girl riding on the back, killed the girl, lost the arm usage, and young white guy with a future argument got him out of jail.
I laughed and said pretty loudly, looks like some karma finally got him, at least. I hope it makes him feel guilty for all the fucked up douche bag things he did……
Then behind me I hear,”Hey man, I was just coming over here to apologize.”
“Well, you heard what I said to say. You should be in jail. You got off lucky.”
That was si very fucking cathartic. He said nothing and just sheepishly walked away. Some people don’t deserve to say their sorry.
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I feel really bad about saying some words that lead to some getting into trouble for typing them out. The school system was the bully in that case and there is no way it would have changed its opinion.
What the fuck are you doing in my kitchen?
Hey Steve here’s my lunch money
I ran into him at bar in the big city outside of our small home town. He was actually kinda happy/surprised to see me. And I was too cuz it just someone from the home town. We exchanged pleasantries and I remembered the shit he put me through. I punched him really hard in the arm and said “you made me cry in front of everyone in gym class” he replied “yeah, I’m sorry” and spent the rest of the night drinking together.
What the whole school!?! Oof. I’d just walk away.
Nothing, same as when I bumped into that cunt at a party. He attempted to talk to me but I just walked off as if I hadn’t heard anything, I wasn’t going to make a scene though.
A pal asked why I ignored him so I proceeded to tell him all the stuff this guy pulled, didn’t see him at any party’s after that.
“We laughed when you died.”
Hey! F you man!
I’m sorry I gave into peer pressure. You got expelled, I didn’t. It led you down to gang life.
Nothing.
Fuck you cunt
A knee to the balls would say all i want to say
20 years later I actually did talk to one of my main bullies. I asked him why he was so awful to me. He said he was getting bullied himself in the locker room and at home by his abusive father. I also had a violent father but he didn’t know that. He apologized. Never spoke to him again though
I married her so probably what’s for dinner? Lol
I doubt I remember any of their names or what they looked like
I would ask them if they are still enjoying the ptsd I gave them years ago.
I wouldn’t say anything; I’d slit their damn throats without a second thought.
Well, one is in prison for life for trying to kill her own family, and if I could talk to her now, I’d say….I’m sorry your childhood was taken from you and that your life was better than it was.
I looked in the mirror and say “It’s okay, tomorrow’s a new day”
“Remember when we were younger? Try that again, I’ll make ya famous.”
I had several, and but one of the main ones is now real big into mental health shit;
“Take all that shit about mental health down, I remember everything you did to me”
My high school bullies became a successful lawyer, a successful Air Force officer and a successful mechanic who owns a string of shops across like 3 states. I guess they grew up and got their shit together.
There’s nothing telling those people would do to change anything and it doesn’t matter how things turned out.
I don’t need to say shit. She knows my life is way better than hers. I won at literally everything.
Where’s ur daddies money now? Did u spend it all on that plastic surgery that looks like u got it done in a shop that’s hidden in an abandoned place
You made fun of me for having long hair, wearing skinny jeans, and wanting to be in a band.
Now I still have long hair, wear skinny jeans, and I play in a band known around our home town. Thanks for buying tickets to my show.
” Hope nothing good ever comes your way”
I always said it was like children 👧 of the corn 🌽 or what’s the other term I used…AN? If only people knew what a bunch of sickos peds in that Reformed Calvin and Hobbes cult!? I loved that they thought I was Hispanic
” I forgive you”
in morse code, with punches.
Nothing. I was bullied elementary through high school and after high school focused on myself as a person, built my own business, met the love of my life, got married and bought a home and have 2 beautiful kids. If the people that bullied me back then saw me now they would be humbled. I have ran into a few people and they all treat me night and day different.
We met several years back at a mutual friend’s gathering on the river. I had a portable chess set that I set up everywhere I go. He was the first to come over, apparently he’d gotten really into chess.
While playing he said, “was I ever a prick to you in high school?”
I smile, let him know he could be a real asshole. Told him a couple examples he had zero memory of. He apologized and we had a good chat. He had a messed up childhood, I had no idea how bad. We made amends, I took beating him repeatedly in chess as fair recompense. In his adulthood he seemed to trade bullying in for alcoholism.
Dude killed himself a few months later.
RIP, I’m glad we got to have that chat and clear the air.
He’s here with a gag and zip-tied to a steel chair. He’s been here since February
Honestly, if someone did this to me and I ran into them years later, I would see how their life is going and see if they mention anything about it. People mature and change (most of the time).
Nothing, ain’t worth my time, I couldn’t even pick them out in a crowd anymore (but I am 36 now so it’s been a while since high school). If ive learned anything to be true in my time on this rock, it’s that people always get what they deserve. Shitty behavior will have shitty results eventually. Not a single person who has wronged me in my life is doing better than me. So I focus on my life and my goals and enjoy it.
How are you doing? It’s been a while,let’s go for a beer. Yes I am friends with mine
Invite him to dinner
Have some fava beans and a nice Chianti
Not a lot. They’re dead due to unrelated causes.
I saw my grade school bully at my 20th high school reunion, we’ve been out to dinner with our wives twice since then and plan on a 3rd.
“I forgive you.”
My elementary + middle school bully died in a gang shootout when I was in high school.
He actually kinda befriended me during summer school before I moved to a different high school
I forgive him, so if he was alive today, I’d probably say what’s up and how he’s been.
Id tell him he’s a dangus and he sux
The best revenge is to be better than them 🙂
Yes. I would like fries with that.
I call mine every other day to see how she’s doing (it was my older sister…)
Leave me alone, Mom!
“Hey, what’s up? Great to see you, it’s been a while”
Nothing at all. They don’t care about what they did to me, and nothing I could possibly say would change that. You can’t convince someone to care about you.
“You deserve your life”
She does lol….
Why?
I was gonna shoot you.
Nothing. I would just smirk at them with distaste and walk off.
Nothing. I would simply ignore them until they doubted their own existence.
Thanks so much for underestimating me. It gave me lots of motivation
Why?
Do you know how you’ve affected my life? The sheer damage you did, all to get a laugh out of your friends?
Was it worth it?
Nada. I grew up.
There was a bullying hierarchy in my middle school. I got bullied, and in turn I bullied others. I grew out of it by high school, and then in my late teens really leaned into spiritual development.
We were probably 21 when it happened. I was working a temp job at the county fair operating one of the rides. The county fair was a big deal so pretty much everyone in my hometown went to it. The ride I got assigned to operate was a popular one so I ran into quite a few people I knew from school.
When I saw Ira in the line I yelled his name and when he finally recognized me I waved him to the front of line. “Hey man nice to see you. Hey I gotta say I’m sorry man. I was a real jerk in middle school and picked on you a lot and you didn’t deserve that. I’m truly sorry.”
He appreciated it. He and his friends got to jump the line that time and then ride for free as much as he wanted the rest of the night.
Which one?
Honestly, I wouldn’t say a word. The scars will never heal.
I guess that beating on me didn’t get enough pain out for you, but I heard that the heroin did…
I would ask them if they still dared me to hit them now that there were no cronies or teachers to hide behind and I have gotten a lot bigger. I have no criminal record and enough power to knock some teeth out or break a nose now so what’s a night in jail and a fine?
I was beaten pretty badly by a guy about twice my skinny ass weight. He accused me of hitting on his girlfriend. I was so scared that I bit his shoulder. He then kicked me in the back of the head about 20 times. I don’t remember exactly how many. Twenty years later I moved into a new neighborhood and was talking to a neighbor. I found out that the guy was a drummer at his church. I had been plagued with chronic neck pain for years. I reached out to him on Facebook and apologized for my part and told him that I was glad he found God. He apologized for his part and I learned that he married his girlfriend and she was battling some illness. The next day my neck pain was gone. It lasted forever fifteen years until I crashed my mountain bike at the age of fifty three. Back to square one. Maybe I need to forgive my bike?
I hear you we’re arrest twice for stealing from businesses you worked for, I guess those good looks didn’t get you anywhere.
Nothing there not worth my time, don’t want to give them more reason to play the victim.
I’d just punch him again.
I would curse them with a perpetual bad hair day and tell them to get fucked.
I was at a party and saw a guy pull up in a fancy new 2-door sports car, and recognised him as a prick who bullied me and others terribly in High-School years before. He didn’t recognise me, which I was happy with as I wanted zero interaction with him. He went inside and I saw that his passenger side window was down about an inch, and as I was busting to empty my bladder, what better place to do it. So in a way I did actually say something to him…
Do you want a nose job?
I had an old bully of mine ask me out a few years ago, I just asked him point blank if he remembered all the times he told me to kill myself 🤪 he did not remember but I sure definitely dooooo 🤪
Stop running for president
How’s jail ? 😂😂
You were right! I am ugly, does that make you feel better about your alcoholism? 👍
I found out later he was being beaten by his alcoholic father so I’d probably have more sympathy then I would hurtful words, pain seems to attach itself like a virus and I refuse to be a vector.
I bumped into one a couple of years ago at a party. I was shocked we both knew the host as it was in a different city. I just smiled at her and went on with the night. I didn’t want to mention how much they hurt me and cause drama at a party so I just asked how their life was and went on with the night.
“I’m not remotely surprised you ended up in jail for smashing a guy’s skull with a golf club in the parking lot of a bar.”
I don’t know. I was on both sides throughout my time in school. I had one guy come up to me years later at a party and apologize. I gave him a death stare for 10 seconds or so and walked off. I was drunk, so maybe I would have reacted differently otherwise. Funnily enough the exact same thing happened the year after at the same party with the same guy.
I think most bullys are sorry for what stupid shit they did as kids/teenagers, because I definitely am. I think I would forgive most of them today but I could never really forget what they put me though. I wouldn’t expect anything more from the people I put trough this.
Mine works for me. Life is awesome
I’d walk away. Fuck them. They took enough from me. I’m not giving them another minute of my time. I have nothing to say to them. I don’t hate them, I’m apathetic towards them.
Rich l, poor, happy, sad, dead, or alive – zero fucks given.
Why waste any more mental or emotional cycles on people in the past, unable to change anything done, who mean nothing to me….
My main bully used to target me because I was fat. Now, she’s fatter than me 🙂
Since I’m not on his visitor list, I don’t think the guards would let me in to speak to him.
I forgive you.
Nothing
” Sure, I’d like fries with that.”
Or maybe
“Steve, you missed a spot.”
I’d ignore them. Ignoring (i.e. behavioral extinction) is like denying their value. Attacking implies they still have value to you.
Which bully? I had at least four or five of them.
Sorry the football coach was molesting you all.
Chances are you would not have been so insecure in your manhood thus pushing you and your group to calling all of us nerdy types gay and being mean. You were angry and projecting your issues due to the adults in life letting you down. But I get it now. I forgive.
My elementary school bully developed a weird attachment to me, and after a while, seemed to see me as a little brother figure of some kind. He became oddly protective after that. Like, he would still kinda fuck with me, but if anyone else tried to, he would’ve immediately shut it down.
nothing whatsoever. I doubt they remember..I’m happy to quietly vanish from their memory like they will one day from mine.
“How the fuck did you get in my room?”
Well one of thems marrying my best friend. Turned out to be a pretty good guy. People given 20yrs to grow and change often are different.
Only one of us was a bully in school so I never told you you’ve got a really square head.
Nothing. They don’t deserve my attention.
Not a damn thing.
“i smiled when i found out you got fatter and started losing your sight”. that fat piece of shit and his skeletor friend made 7th grade hell for me. i went to a hs that was 7-12th grade so being bullied by two seniors was terrifying. they absolutely crushed my self esteem and one day a 9th grader stuck up for me. they left me alone after that but when i heard the news about the fat one losing his sight i laughed. i saw him walking down the street once and wanted to honk and throw a water bottle at him, not like he’d be able to see it was me. i felt tears in my eyes and just kept driving, i hope he tripped.
I won.
My brother was an ass and a bully, I would have these anger outbursts when I was fed up with him and I’ve left him with 3 stitch marks on his head
I keep minimal contact with my family, I care about my parents and my grandma, but that’s it, the last time I went back to my home, it was good for a short time, really really good, but then i really regretted being there as everything got bad again, my mum tried beyond everything to keep me happy at my home, because she knew it might be the last, ok enough yapping
To all my bullies throughout my life including my brother, I’d say nothing, I’d keep in mind that life has a weird way of tormenting it’s subjects, and let it take the course, they’d be just another person passing by, about whom i don’t give a fuck
Nothing really.
As some point I realized that people who bullied usually had their own problems that were worse than what they inflicted on me. Or at best maybe they were just to immature to realize what they were doing.
Either way, I’m not going to be able to solve whatever problem they had.
So if they apologize I’ll accept it. If they don’t I’ll wish them well anyway and part of “wishing them well” is hoping they became better people.
As for me, I’m busy with my own life.
I’ll admit though that getting to this point took some time.
I remember high school is more of a hierarchy of bullies. Everybody was both bullied and bully themselves. Except for that last kid all the way down at the bottom. I wasn’t that kid so I can’t tell you what I’d say but I do feel like a jerk for the times I bullied people and I would apologize to them right now if I could.
Nothing at all. The one girl I had a crush on and confessed to outed me to the entire 9th grade girl’s gym class. From then on, she and her friend group made fun of me and my friends.
We ended up on the same softball team that year, and once more in Senior year.
I wish nothing bad on her, but nothing good either. Hopefully she has grown since then.
Nothing. They made my childhood shit, but as an adult, I haven’t spared them a second of attention.
I thought you were talking middle school and high school. However, now that I think about it the question still remains,
Which one? And if it’s Noah G lemme grab a sock with some oranges…. I just want to talk. . .
“Man you were a shitty teenager, but you didn’t deserve to die. Especially not like that.”
Apologize for his circumstances! while he was aweful i dont blame him and forgive him i had a great upbringingand couldnt imagine the shit he endured, wasn’t till later in life I realized his mum, sisters and himself were abused physically and sexually by his father! Fuck his father and the damage he caused!!
We’ve had high school reunions for years but I don’t go because I’m still afraid of them.
I wish you well
I was the bully. After going off to the Navy and coming back, I sought out a few people I was especially a dick towards. I was never a physical bully, I just talked alot of shit, but would take things too far on occasion. I messaged the people on Facebook, or through mutual friends, and I apologized for everything I did to them because I was a shithead. Almost 20 years after high school, we’re pretty chummy for the most part.
Honestly, would throw a punch right in the jaw- fighting back is the only thing they understand. 🤷🏽
Nothing needs to be said. He got crushed when a mine collapsed. But in true fashion he wasn’t supposed to be down there, doing things he wasn’t supposed to be doing.
The world is a better place without him because he didn’t just torment me, he was an asshole to a lot of people. The only bad/good thing is that his girl was expecting when he died. Hopefully step dad was a way better guy than he was.
I’d probably just ask him “why did you hit me in my ‘gina with a bat after school in third grade?! That was fucked up.” . Truthfully I don’t even know if that dude is alive but I hope he’s doing good. He didn’t bully me all the time just randomly hurt me that one time. I think his home life was not great.
I ran into mine when I visited my home country for Christmas last year and I had heard she was a single mom raising ten kids by herself and all I could tell her was, “I hope you had your tubes tied by now cause you got yourself a full house.”
One of them continues to harass me and some of my family to this very day online, so I guess I could say something to her eventually. I’ve never actually responded to the stuff, aside from blocking her accounts and removing fake reviews she’s constantly posting for my business and my dad’s place of work. Once I contacted the police because she wouldn’t stop calling my grandmother’s phone to scream at her during the last few months she was alive. But the police didn’t do much about it, and I still don’t know how she even got my grandmother’s phone number to begin with.
It makes it weirder that she’s kept up the harassment campaign for around 15 years now even though I’ve never directly replied. I just figure if I do it will ramp up even more.
If I wasn’t worried about accidentally encouraging her, I guess I’d just ask what’s wrong with her, because I’ve been trying to figure it out for years and still haven’t gotten anywhere. My only working theory is that she has some major personality disorder but I don’t know which one.
My other main bully is in prison now for rape, all I’d say to him is that I’m not shocked.
Ran into him at a bar. It was one of those, he’s right behind me moments.
Someone was telling me that they saw him that night and that he lost complete use of his right arm because he was drunk as fuck driving around on a quad. He wrecked with a girl riding on the back, killed the girl, lost the arm usage, and young white guy with a future argument got him out of jail.
I laughed and said pretty loudly, looks like some karma finally got him, at least. I hope it makes him feel guilty for all the fucked up douche bag things he did……
Then behind me I hear,”Hey man, I was just coming over here to apologize.”
“Well, you heard what I said to say. You should be in jail. You got off lucky.”
That was si very fucking cathartic. He said nothing and just sheepishly walked away. Some people don’t deserve to say their sorry.
Why would I acknowledge their existence in the first place?
I wouldn’t say anything. I’d avoid them.
I’d give em a hug. We were kids. They were abused themselves, often.
Nothing. I’d look him in the eye, just let him know I see him, then turn around and walk away.
Not much. He’s dead.
Karma’s a bitch, ain’t it?
Well would be hard since he OD’d just outta highschool. I laughed when I heard the news.
His brother was cool AF and home life seemed ok, really have no idea why he was a dick
“Which one are you?”