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The bullying that hurt me the most was imposed by adults when I was child. Teachers, friends of the family and family members. There are at least three teacher I would like to menace savagely if I met them. My step grandfather would do shit like grab me by the back of the arm and pinch it hard and have a good laugh. I almost never took stuff like that to my parents, maybe because they had told me to just deal with it (which may not have been a bad lesson). Years later as a man seeing my step grandpa I can remember shaking his had hard and not letting go, watching him wince and try to pull back as we were locked eye to eye in front of my parents. I got some dirty looks from my Mom, and a speech later, but he had it coming, or maybe not. Just one powerful person picking on another powerless person, maybe it didn't matter that the tables were turned.
I remember going with the pack and casting kids out of the social pack, I regret that, I don't think I'll ever make amends.
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d_e_solomon · 5064 days ago · link ·
Agreed. My life is good now - I'm married to a wife I love, have a challenging and interesting career, and have a full table. At the same time, if someone talks to me in the wrong tone or insults a sensitive subject, I feel like I'm 12 again and taking endless shit for having a large forehead, walking funny, and talking odd. It's crazy to think how much being bullied has influenced my life - both good and bad.
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d_e_solomon · 5064 days ago · link ·
Yeah, when I was fourteen I made fun of a kid with a speech impediment. He was giving me shit at the same time, but yeah, still not excusable.
The only person I really wished I sent an apology to was a girl who really had a rough life - I wasn't mean to her, but I also wasn't the person that I should have been. I suppose that's part of being human - our actions fall too often short of what is necessary. I facebook stalked her a few years ago, and she seemed to be doing well, so I let sleeping dogs life, but I still wonder.