Uum “My nose has seen better days”
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.
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.
I fucking hate them so much.
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.
You’ve got ten seconds to beat it before I add you to the list of NSF casualties.
“Why am I not in my basement?”
You see, none of this stuff would happen if you stayed in the dank basement.
My high school didn’t have bullies. Or exclusive cliques. Where did you all go to school?
If you weren’t bullied, you were the bully
Yeah that’s just… not how that works? People are perfectly capable to keeping to themselves without necessarily being bullied
I figured someone would say this, but… no? I haven’t seen a bully (in real life) since elementary school.
I had a relatively similar experience. Some people were definitely treated like shit, but there’s was nearly none of what’s classically considered bullying, especially of a physical nature. Im not pretending it was some utopia where everybody got alone, but the vast majority of people were far too busy worrying about their own shit.
Or people were just more mature than you were back in highschool.
Same. My high school was chill and all the students were largely respectful to one another.
Middle and elementary school where a different story though. That shit was wild.
I will forever maintain that 8th graders are the most vicious people on this planet
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.
Bisexual kid in a small rural village in rural England during the height of the aids pandemic 👍
“Eat any good books lately?”
What the fuck? I know for a fact you died.
Lol what happened?
One died in a car accident, the other hung themselves
Seems that bullies have a poor mental health history.
The only way to know for sure… is if you’re the one who killed her.
Nothing. I keep walking.
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.
Speak for yourself, I’m at the point I’ve nothing to lose and I would batter then stupid I was slow to grow and started school a year early so was always physically behind.
If I met them now I might actually kill them and wouldn’t care even if it meant prison.
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.
Not American though. I’m from Northern Ireland and my bully was all Ireland champion at 15 and was even considered for the commonwealth games. Because we’re a small place with a population of something like 8-9 million any time someone becomes successful at anything they’re made a big deal of.
Neat
She hit and killed my dog, then bragged about it at school, so I hope it was with my bumper.
That’s a sign of psicopathy
I took it as a sign of being a total bitch.
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.
Oof
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.
I think I’d do the in-person equivalent of that.
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.
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.
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…
