30 Times People Actually Got Revenge On Their Childhood Bullies And It Was Sweet Like Honey
Not all of us enjoy the satisfaction of getting back at those who called us names, laughed at our clothes, and just made our lives miserable when we were kids. But some of us do. And Redditor Marble_Trap wanted to hear from these lucky folks.
So they posted a question on the platform, asking: "How was your adult revenge on your childhood bully?" and it has received 1,340 replies, many of which detailed these exact experiences. From marrying their crush to simply forgetting all about them, here are some of the most upvoted answers.
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A few of my childhood bullies have passed away to reckless driving or drugs. So revenge not needed.
After going to a different High School then my middle school bully, I was a year out of HS and going for a bike ride. Saw the middle school bully on his bike, going the opposite way. He yelled something to be a prick to me, so I ignored and kept on my merry way for about a mile. Until I noticed he was following me, fast.
I wasn't the same pushover I was in middle school, so I pulled over and waited, as he hopped off his bike and violently thrust his hand out-to shake my hand and apologize for ever being a d**k.
Basically said he used to hang with a bad crowd through middle school until senior year and he regretted a lot of stuff he did as a kid growing up. Asked me how my high school years were, what my after HS plans were and explained after his father passed away he had an epiphany-he was going to the national guard to get a way to help fund college, and wanted to become a psychologist to help kids throughout high school deal with harassment.
I talked with him for a good half hour and we parted on friendly terms. Ran into him a few times over the years and about 4 years later he seems to be on his way to achieving what he said and is very active in my hometown community.
Didn't need to get revenge, glad to see someone grow up and make something great of themselves.
I love this. I had a similar happened when a female coworker bullied me for yrs for having a chronically Ill child and missing lots of work. My son stabalized over time. She married and had twins. Came to me bawling her apology bcuz now she gets it. I was glad to see it. We’re still FB friends…she had 3 more kids too! Women should support women dang it.
But it is initially sick of her to have bullied you over a chronically ill child, ever. She shouldn't have needed children herself to understand that is cruel.
Load More Replies...Recognizing your issues is tough, actively pursing a victim to apologize is next level amazing. In my experience most people who recognize their issues only poke at changing with a long stick hoping not to have to feel the sting of the reality they once chose. Kudos to the OP for stopping to give his ex-bully an opportunity to make amends. Very cool on both parties
Sometimes people may learn from their mistakes. Saying sorry has become rare since it’s hard to say it with emotion. Not all bad people are bad. You got to know their history and their nature first
A little? F*****g bawling over here. There's not enough of these. Not nearly enough.
Load More Replies...That's how it should be; kudos to both of you for maturing beyond the hurt.
That's not revenge, that's a pass. Pinning him with your car against the guard rail while you explained, as he lay there there dying in agonizing pain, how you're going to be the hero that tried to save him and then seduce his wife, take all her money and then leave her....THAT'"S revenge.
A kid that bullied me in high school ended up addicted to crack or meth, not sure which. I saw him 10 years later as I was leaving a drive through and yelled his last name. He turned and I saw the scratch marks on his face and a big burn type gash in the middle of his lip. I asked him what had happened and he told me he got kicked out of his home. Instead of laughing at him or belittling him, I handed him the bag of food I just bought for myself as well as my cigarettes. He almost cried because according to him "never in a million years would I have thought that after all the s**t I put you through, that you'd help". I told him we were stupid kids and s**t happens. I visited him once a week and just talked with him and kept telling him to get off the drugs. I moved away a short time after that so I didn't know what had happened to him.
One day, I got a friend request from him on facebook, he kicked the drug habit and was working as a barista for one of those corner coffee shops. He is now married and living a life worth living.
At the end of the day, no matter how much grief he put me through, he was his own worst enemy and anything I could've done to him or said to him was nothing compared to what he did to himself. I'm glad he's better and living a better life.
I graduated from high school in the '80's. I had grown up poor but when my mom remarried, she married a guy who did well for himself so when we moved into his house, I was a poor kid suddenly going to a school full of rich kids. One of them in particular was a girl who was really stuck up and such a b**ch. She had a very imperious attitude and generous parents while my mom, there was no way she was going to allow us to behave that way.
About 6 years after high school graduation I'd dropped out of college, was living on my own in a tiny apartment and working as a waitress. Of all people to show up at the restaurant and be seated in my section. I asked a couple of waitresses to take the table but they were busy. Finally I realized what I would do. I would take on the role of my life. Win an Academy Award. I went to the table and pretended I'd never met her before in my life.
She kept insisting I must remember her, right? She kept saying her name and I nailed the performance. "I'm so sorry, I just don't...no...I, uh...I'm trying. I believe you, yes, I went to that school but I am SO sorry, I don't remember you" and so on.
She was flabbergasted. I kept overhearing her say to the people she was with "I can't believe she doesn't remember me."
That day I learned that to be forgotten is, for some, the ultimate slap in the face.
A kid that bullied me in high school(he actually gave me a black eye once and got suspended for it) messaged me on Facebook apologizing for everything he did to me back then. I told him it's ok you were just young and didn't know better.
I eventually got a drink with him one day to see what he was up to and he broke down on me. Started talking to me about his alcohol problems and how he was self destructive. He was getting kicked out of his moms place and had no job. Me being the sap I am offered him a job at the restaurant I was managing at the time. This was about 2 years ago
Fast forward to 3 months ago he is now a kitchen manager at the same restaurant and he asks me if I'd like to get a drink with him.
Dude bought me and my girlfriend a ticket to Colorado and told me he will never be able to pay me back for how much I helped him but he is at least in the position where he can try.
Colorado was fun. Got really really high
I married my bullies high school crush
Not me, but my 9 year old daughter has to deal with this girl in her class that is a bully to everyone, though she is especially mean to my daughter. Luckily most of the time, the kids all have her back (and she theirs). The teachers are aware of her issues and try their best, but she's sneaky.
My daughter is Type 1 diabetic, and this girl likes to tease her. She does lots of things, but is really mean about it. She told her that her feet will get chopped off (due to beetus) and other horrible things. One day, she was waving a big chocolate chip cookie in her face, telling her how she can't eat stuff like that because she's a freak.
My daughter had enough. She got up and slapped the girl across the face, and the cookie went flying too. She yelled "Leave me alone!" The whole lunch room went silent, the girl ran to tell the teacher, and the kids cheered.
She came home and told us because she felt badly about it. The girl told the teacher, crying of course, but several students also told the whole story. The teacher told my kid matter-of-factly, "don't do that anymore", and yelled at the girl and made her stay in from recess.
Since then, this girl gives my daughter a wide berth.
I do not condone this behavior, but damn it was hard to keep a straight face when we were telling her that it was the wrong way to resolve things.
After I finished high school a girl who bullied me relentlessly for years messaged me on Facebook saying a bunch of awful things (Facebook was new at the time -we all added anyone we knew).
I just screenshotted the messages and posted them to her wall.
Then a bunch of her friends messaged me asking if I was ok.
I got my revenge and didn't have to stoop to her level.
Taking away their power, which often is to keep their ugly side a secret.
Work place bullies count?
Worked at a place for 4 years with a backstabbing c**t viper of a bully. Would throw people under the bus, take credit for others' work etc...
Anyway, left the company for bigger better things and I'm now a lab supervisor at my new place. Guess whose resume gets plopped on my pile and went straight to the trash?
When I was a child, my parents weren't rich. Not impoverished, but definitely not people who could afford to throw money around. As a result, we spent probably 10 years worth of my childhood living in a mobile home park on the "rough" side of town. I remember one year we lived there, there were exactly 4 murders in the entire state. Two of them were in my neighborhood.
So in a neighborhood like this, of course, there are neighborhood bullies. One of them was named "Isiah", let's say. Over the course of a couple years, probably when I was around 13-14, he made my life hell. I couldn't go to the park playground for fear of Isiah being around, so I spent a lot of time lonely, bored, and scared in my own house. If I'd known about Reddit at the time, I probably would have spent a ton of time on it.
Fast forward damn near a decade. I've been a correctional officer at the state prison for a few years. Doing very well for myself, own a couple cars, bought my first house, and life is good. Isiah hasn't even crossed my mind since I was a kid. However, one particular day at work, they were short staffed, so they threw me into Segregation (aka "the hole", where bad inmates go to be punished) where I don't normally work. I go do a walkaround to check all the cells, and lo and behold, I see a familiar face in one of the cells. I check his inmate ID and sure enough, it's this piece of s**t from my neighborhood when I was a kid. I smiled and kept walking.
Only three of them that I really know of. My elementary school bully and I eventually became close friends, and we're still close, gaming together online despite the distance, and our significant others are close friends now as well.
Another, a girl in high school who always treated me like s**t, I ran into years afterward at a coffee shop/night club/weird combo thingy. I hear my name called out, turn to find this living nightmare of my past, and was surprised when she threw her arms around me and gave me a huge hug. We caught up for a while, and I asked her why she seemed so excited despite all we went through. She apologized and said that she was a bad person for never giving people a chance, and was glad that we seemed to get along now.
The third... was a jock that had been pretty cruel through most of the middle/high school. One day, out of nowhere, he sits beside me in class during a project and starts asking me how I've been. He asks me if it hurt me when he'd call me names or push me around, and I was honest. Told him that of course, it did. He was quiet for a while and then apologized for how he'd treated me. Said that it was wrong for him to bully others.
A week later he shot himself in the head on the front lawn of his parents' house.
Of all the things I've done or not done in my life, I will always regret not going to his funeral. At the time I was confused and scared and didn't know what to think, but it still doesn't sit right with me.
So... really, no revenge here. We grew up and realized that life was way f**king scarier than anything we'd been through as kids. Not really on topic, I suppose, but something that I wanted to share.
Well does revenge as a child count? When I was 11 there were two bullies who would mess with me all the time. They were a couple years older. This heavyset kid named Frank and his taller and meaner friend...I forget his name.
One day I was out riding my bike at a park. They had stopped me--one was holding up the front of my bike, while Frank was hitting me, trying to knock me off the bike.
At that exact instant my brother (6'4" 220lbs) was driving by. He quickly stopped the car and ran over.
He picked both of them up by their shirt collars, one in each hand, holding them each about a foot off the ground.
He said something like "You mess with my brother again and I'll bash both your $%$@% heads together, got it?"
He dropped them both. They fell, then quickly got up and ran away.
They never bothered me again.
At that moment I felt that, yes, there is justice in the world.
I worked as a newscast director for my local TV station a few years back. Part of the job was making show graphics (maps, full screens, OTS [over the shoulders], etc.) for each newscast, including for the local Crimestoppers segment. I prepped the mugshots of no less than three people who gave me s**t in school for air during my tenure there. That always managed to put a smile on my face.
I arrested him in a stolen car. There's a video of it with me smiling the whole time.
There was a popular boy in middle school who was a total douche to awkward, nerdy me. He'd call me names, talk to people within earshot of me about how ugly I was, and would try to physically hurt me during our P.E. class all the time. We went to the same high school, but I had no classes with him, so I pretty much forgot about him.
Well, a couple years after high school I ran into him at a bar. I'm a lot prettier and less awkward than I once was. He hadn't grown more than a couple inches since middle school, and the face that was cute when he was 12 did not handle the testosterone surge of puberty well. He was acting like a nervous teenager and kept saying "Wow, you really look different," while we chatted a little. He would also not shut up about how he was in the Navy and how awesome he was because he was "serving our country" and "protecting [me] from terrorists". He finally asked me for my number and I gave it to him. He texted me the next day asking me on a date and I replied "Lol, nah."
It wasn't my most shining moment of maturity, but it felt good to look down on that little bastard both literally and figuratively.
I refused him a job at the company I worked at. Arrogant in middle school, arrogant at the interview, arrogant at leaving said interview without the job.
He'll apply for social benefits with that same arrogance and without a dime to spend he'll continue being arrogant.
I was heavily bullied in Middle School, and one time I actually ended up getting my knee cap, and surrounding muscles semi-permanently damaged from a piss-poor game of kickball. He couldn't hit me in the head with the ball like he wanted to, so he tripped me by a base instead. The following year, he tried to sexually attack me - IN SCHOOL - and got suspended for the rest of the year.
Now, he's only 20, In prison for probably 20-30+ years for r*pe, arson, and theft - and has had I believe two children. His now ex, made a post on facebook that members from the prison manage to tattoo r*pist across his face.
My revenge was done for me. Bittersweet.
There was a guy who was popular but also a bully at my high school. I ran into him at a bar about 15 years after. He was super cool and the nicest guy ever.
I was talking with his wife and I mentioned the "bully" thing and she said EVERYONE she meets from his High school tells her that story. He even acknowledged it and apologized. Apparently he was going through a very rough time in high school and he had since learned a lot and life had calmed way down. It made me feel really good about not holding on to things like that.
They always have an excuse for why they bullied people, but the real reason is just because they're mean.
I was pretty fat as youngster but people still found me attractive, this bothered my bully SO much that any time she could she would bully me about my weight ex. "Oh I love those jeans! How do you find them in your size?", taking sneak pictures of me in class and putting them online, or forcing me to kiss another girl at her sleepover then telling everyone I was a lesbian, It was great. Fast forward ten years, I'm starting a career I love, lost a substantial amount of weight and am living far away from my small town upbringing. I go home to visit my mother and who do I see walking around the grocery store, hair thrown up in a ratty headband, extra ~30 pounds on her hips and looking like a complete mess? I knew I could ruin her right there but I didn't, I simply put a big smile on my face and said "wow, motherhood looks great on you!!!". The fact that she had to trick someone into getting her pregnant after a drunken night at the local watering hole and now has four step kids before 25 makes me realize that her bitterness and hateful attitude has served her more revenge than I ever could.
“HEY! DONT YOU GO BITCHING ABOUT LESBIANS THERE F*****G COOL” -me to the bully-
I bullied a kid in grade school because the cool kids in the grade above did it. Every day they'd do it. One day I decided to. On the way home from school, I knocked him down, threw his books, etc. I did this a couple of times. Then one day, I saw his mom waiting at the top of the hill for him. I felt so ashamed that I never did it to anyone ever again, and made a point to prevent it when I could.
I apologized to him years later. He was very well off and had a hot wife, which made me feel slightly better. He was cool with it but I would have been ok if he told me to f**k off.
You were trying to be cool, and having done the deeds, you regretted it. You tried bullying behavior, but failed. You weren't a true bully in the literal sense.
My bully hit on me at some bar years after he bullied me
I knew who he was immediately. But he had no idea who I was so he kept going.
Finally, I asked "do you know who I am?" And he said no. I said "I'm (so and so) and you made my life a living hell in elementary school and I want an apology"
His face dropped and he apologized profusely. Said that he was a huge a**hole in elementary school etc etc.
Not gonna lie, it felt goooood.
Turns out I was the bully. I felt terrible when I found out, everyone I picked on I had considered a friend. I thought of it as good natured ribbing and making fun of each other. One guy finally got his revenge when he told me I was the bully in high school and saw the realization come over my face. He forgave me, I still apologize to people as I run into them.
Being a confident, successful adult.
Just kidding, I'm faking it like the rest of you.
My best revenge was to just keep on being myself. This girl in high school would criticize me on everything, call me names and pick up fights with me for no reason. She eventually got kicked out of school.
We met when we were in our early 20's. She started off nicely with the usual "how are you? What's been happening?" Turns out she hadn't even changed a little bit "oh yeah? Want to be a teacher? You'll probably make a miserable one! I wouldn't send me kids to your school! Ever!" That's when I realized that I was just so over her and her bullying and that there was just no hope for her to realize what she did was wrong. It gave me some sort of satisfaction....
I was bullied in my mid school with the cafeteria chefs son he would bother me for being muslim and sometimes throw pork on my face . I've gon to my homecountry and returned after 15 years turns out his parents died in an accident and he is now helping kids in a syrian camp I helped him in financial situations we're friends now
Not my bully, but my best friend's. Kinda kept in touch with the entire high school class through Facebook once it came out. This a**hat asks if he can use me as a reference because we got similar degrees and ended up in the second field.
Adult him seems like a sham. It's all fake. My high school best friend moved to Europe because of this guy. He can't change that much. So I agree to meet him for drinks and see if he changed. 10 minutes into the meetup and he's telling me about cheating on his wife with girls right out of high school.
So, of course, I said yes. Only had 3 calls I guess before he caught on, but I made sure I told the truth. :)
I never really got revenge but worked my arse off at uni and ended up working on movies, got married, had a kid and have my own house so that was revenge enough. That he didn't dictate my life.
I then found out that he was a school counsellor for unruly children and thought to myself, "he's turned his life around... Good for him"
I forgave him.
He tormented me throughout elementary school. He ended up sending me a message on Facebook about 2 years ago (we graduated high school in 2010), he apologized profusely and I genuinely believed him.
He's actually quite successful now and I'm really happy for him.
We became best friends.. Now we bully each other on a routinely basis
Even though bullying is never okay, it's easier to forgive when it's children. They can still grow and learn, as evidenced by several examples above. Adults should know better, and bullying as an adult shows the real personality of the bully.
Didn't get revenge but made peace with one of my bullies. I worked as an insurance rep for a company that provides insurance to banks to cover uninsured motorists for loans. I had one client whose name I recognized as a bully from elementary school. I called her about her insurance and then asked if she was the same person. When she said yes and I told her who I was, she apologized for treating me so badly and then commented how her jaw hurt for 2 days after she tried to fight me and I clocked her in the jaw when we were 10 years old. We had a good conversation and we parted ways. It felt so good to get that closure. I wish more bullies would do that. Most just shrug off and say "We were kids, no biggie." Not to you maybe, but it was to me. Apologies go a long way in mending old scars. I have a new respect for her now.
Well nothing terrible happened to my bully, they never apologised, didn't have a bad life and karma is bulls***t
One day not all that long ago, I was at a convenience store, just grabbing a drink and a snack. I stepped back from the soda fountain and literally bumped into a very solid person. I turn around to apologize and immediately recognize one of the many that bullied me relentlessly from 6th grade up, who is now a cop. I cold clocked him. It took him a good minute to react and realize who I was. He smiled, apologized, and said "I deserve a hell of a lot more than that, seriously, not only am I sorry for standing too close just now but for all the sh*t I did to you, let me at least buy your snacks" So yeah, I cold clocked a cop and got away with it.
A group of girls attacked me, high school. Because I was pregnant. Slammed my head into a locker and kept hitting and pushing me. Miscarriage. Shocker right? Few years later, one of the ring leaders gets a job where I work. I mention to one of my older coworkers that I might quit because of it and she asks what happened with that girl. This coworker was nice to me so I told her in great detail. The notes in my locker. Threatening texts. Rumors they started. The miscarriage. She got really pale. Then I joked that it was just because I couldn't afford an abortion every few months like she could. This girl bragged about getting abortions all the time and her rich dad. Coworker got real pale and then we left work. Next day, that girl apologized and cried a bunch. That was her mom. I accepted her apology but when she wanted to be friends? I told her that I would accept she was sorry but never forgive her. I married that boy who knocked me up and we've been together 14 years next month.
Played in the band in High School and a specific bunch of guys liked to bully me about it. Beat me up once in a while. Viet Nam war came along, and I played Rock & Roll with the Navy Band. Two of the bullies went to Viet Nam and died.
I was accused of being a bully once whole in high school. I had heard a rumor about a girl in my class being pregnant. After sitting on that for a couple minutes I decided to tell the girl that this rumor was out there. I figured that since I would want to know if there was a rumor about me that she would like to know also. Nope, she accused me of being a bully and told a teacher. I clear everything up with the teacher and admin pretty quickly without having to get my parents involved because I was a good kid.
Fùck bullies. I don't care about some of these stories of 'redemption', they leave lasting scars on their victims. I was relentlessly bullied when I was young and it messed me up. I've gone through years of therapy because of them. They robbed me of my childhood, took away my self esteem and my security. Years later I'm still trying to recuperate those things. My life is a struggle with anxiety, depression, and PTSD because of these a55holes. There is no excuse for physical and emotional torture. If I read an obituary of one of my bullies, I'd celebrate.
I had one of my bullies send me a message on facebook to apologise for what she did. I just said it was too late and to f*ck off, then blocked her. I’d join you celebrating if I read that any of mine had died too.
Load More Replies...Might’ve told this here before: I was a little kid, smallest in my grade at a big high school. Bullied by football team often. Occasionally suicidal due to the stress. One day walking home from school with my best friend, we come across a bully who started f’in with us. Walking behind us was my friend’s older bro…who’d just finished his black belt (also the rhythm guitarist in our band). Older bro confronted the bully “hey a-hole, leave em alone”, and bully threw a punch at him. Big mistake. In one fluid motion he dodged the punch, caught his arm, broke his elbow backwards, broke the bully’s knee sideways with some descending knee move, and dislocated his jaw. Bully never played football again and lost his college football scholarship. I don’t particularly wish harm on anyone, no one deserves that, but jackass’s ego made a bad decision that day.
Local bully got caught selling E to an undercover cop. It got published in local paper and he couldn't go to Australia with his friends.
Girl in high school bullied me and I was always kind, even when we were forced to be lab partners in science and she forced me to do everything. Years later she apologized and I told her it didn't matter back then. Tried to be her friend, but she refused to walk home by herself after dark. We lived in Alaska so for three months in the winter she needed me to walk her if it was before 11am or after 4pm EVERY time. After a handful of times walking her in the cold (which I would have to walk back freezing) I decided it was too much and asked her why. Apparently she had been grabbed and raped and was stuck with a victim mentality. I'm sorry to say I tried a while longer but the walks were absurd. She dated my older brother for a few years then broke it off because she was cheating on him. Now has two kids from different guys and lives in a bathrobe.
Just last year, I had a bully at work - we got a new manager and this person, perpetually playing the "single mom of 4" card for everything and anything, established sympathy and a relationship with new manager. Then she starts telling outright lies about me, what I'm doing, who I'm sleeping with in the office, and that she's afraid of me coming to her house and threatening her children. It was all fiction trying to get me fired. Eventually the truth came out but instead of getting fired she just got transferred to much less desirable location - longer commute for her, always floating. So she's looking for another job within our health system. And I just got contacted last week because she actually dropped my name during a pre-interview chat. I kept things professional and factual, which was all that was needed. People never cease to amaze.
pt.1: I might be an awful person. I was always bullied, as a smallest child in the class i was easy to pick on and (being shorter than anyone by at least a head) "good" pretext to make me feel miserable, take advantage of my friendship and so on (even teacher was somehow a bully, but that's later). I changed school in 8 grade and closed this chapter. One day when I was around 21yo, I met former classmate just passing on the street. We stopped to chat but what came to my attention instantly that she was exactly head shorter than I was. I went all genuine smiles, patted and rubbed her head with my palm and said "well look at youuuuu, so short" in itsy bitsy cute voice tone :D and just proceeded (casually as nothing) cheerfully asking her about how is she doing. People.... I know I know... it's not appropriate to greet people this way. I swear I just couldn't resist. Loved her face expression and colour on her cheeks when she tried to keep it cool :))))
pt.2) Now about Junior class teacher (1st to 4th grade).... Visited school once when I was young adult. And guess who I met on the same floor, by the same classroom... same teacher. She was around 28 when I seen her last time, so at that point she must have been around 40. She did not remember me at all even when I told her my name, so what the heck... I looked at her closely, made terrified look, and said "myyy, in my memory you were still young". I know that's awful what I did and super disrespectful. All other teachers in my life were nothing but wonderful, except this old hag. Let it be my tiny revenge not only for me but for every kid that she mistreated (I know of a lot). This way I got complete satisfaction and now can be at peace.
Load More Replies...I was sent to boarding school. From pretty much the first day, I was bullied mercilessly mostly by one girl, and some of her sidekicks. Eventually I just refused to go back, but it was the worst four years of my life. I don't know that I want revenge exactly. She became a kind of B-class actress, so I get to see her on YouTube if I go looking. Mostly I just want her to be miserable and lonely for the rest of her life. I'm pretty sure I'll get my wish.
What ? Nobody going full Dexter on a bully ? God knows i would if i could
It was lovely reading about 'what goes around comes around' - wish it would start happening in the adult world... because if there's one thing I've learned ... just because one ages chronologically, it doesn't mean that the mental age matures as well. I've observed and experienced unwarranted bulllying and temper tantrums from CEOs, managers, business owners (ie: people high up on the food chain that have the power to ruin your professional life forever) who consistently stomp on people for petty/nonsense reasons to make themselves feel superior... and their businesses are still thriving. And we the bullied CAN'T say anything lest we want to be unemployed forever.
Does relative count? I had a family member bullying me into marrying someone coz I was fat and won't find a suitable match. With the same size, Got engaged to a very nice and good looking guy, got married and now Pregnant. Can't wait to tell her, about my baby in 3 months. I imagine saying to her I got married with the same weight, got a baby with the same weight, a beautiful life, healthy pregnancy and a handsome caring husband. Obviously, I'm not going to say coz the satisfaction of knowing is enough.
How on earth is America okay with this bullying culture? Especially violence involving children? Half of these should have been police matters.
It's cute how you think only one country has a problem with bullying or a "bullying culture" or that only one country is plagued by children being violent to each other. News flash: this happens EVERYWHERE.
Load More Replies...I got my revenge twice. I was bullied heavily in high school by both genders, the boys stopped after only one year of bullying by making the mistake of egging my house, not knowing who my dad was but genuinely terrified when my giant bear dad chased them, caught on camera and visited their houses later to inform parents. But girls were worse, I almost preferred the boys because at least they were direct, not building up hope before the killing blow. My last year of high school I stopped caring. I didn't care about fitting in or being cool, I decided to be myself, weird clothes and all and never once acknowledged their existence. That post about not remembering people? It's true. In my hometown many people still recognize me, apparently I haven't aged much in nearly 20 years, but I never recognized a single one of them. That's how little space they took up in my head.
I'd rather get Covid than befriend my bully and from what I hear, in 27 years, she hasn't changed one bit.
I am not surprised at all by the tone of this article - chirpy birdy with the bullies and bullying towards those who were still affected like it would be their fault. It's the same spirit in every movie, book and reality show, but obviously the master mind of this fake anthology is among the least educated, and forces some stylistic figures with the handiness of a baboon with down syndrome. So why this happens? That's easy - because the bully is the real american hero only a collective one, so also the silent majority and the free people. bullying IS the education, the social environment, the coming of age and the spirit of the law, because every functional activity needs bullies in the recently defined (but always existing) roles. incidentally, it was even easy to identify the institution responsible for this misery, among army and dhs. it's the army - not only for the more ruralm whoo-haw setting (dhs is more urban, jewish-like oriented) but especially for the syrian reference. sure, it's the whole world, but more violently in byzantine countries.
I just know that my grade school bully never made it to his dream university. And that he had no friends.
When I was around 11, my life at school was made an utter misery by this one particular kid. More than one, but he was the ringleader. I was terrified of going to school, because of him. It never got physical, but close to it, and he was much bigger than me. It amplified my existing anxiety to no end. Fast forward 30 odd years to a school reunion. I can't remember the circumstances that led to it, but somehow I found myself talking with this guy. I told him the effect/s his harassment had had on me. He was devastated, utterly mortified. We had a long talk about what had been going on for us each in our home lives, and it turned out he'd been just as miserable and unhappy as I had. We smoked a joint, hugged it out, and have been good buddies ever since :)
My sister met her bully from school recently after 20 years. He recognized her and asked her if he could make a c*ntpology. She asked him what that was, and he said, "When I meet someone I was a c*nt to at school, I apologize for being a c*nt. Let me buy you a drink to say sorry for being a c*nt" They both had diet cokes and she told him she was married and he said so is he. 2 years and 2 kids. She asked why the soft drinks and he told her "I don't drink because the last thing I want to do is wake up and look in a mirror and see myself grinning like a c*nt" Both families have kept in touch and are planning a barbecue this summer
Did bored panda delete one? I can't find one one where they shot their bully with an arrow- never seen bp do that
It's sad that so many of these glorify U.S. consumerist culture, i.e. I make more money than my former bully, therefore I am better.
I agree that success in a consumerist culture shouldn't be the bar that it is, but since we live in a consumerist culture, it's a sad fact. Also consider how ultimately demoralizing being bullied can be, and how even if it's not a "true" victory, just a perceived victory can help someone break out of that helpless mindset. Let 'em have a win, eh?
Load More Replies...This was both amusing, comforting, horrifying (on behalf of the bullies' behaviour) and hilarious in each instance. Glad the OP's got to have the last say!
When I was in middle school, some girl used to always physically try to hit or fight me, throw things at me, call me names and talk bad about me, and I wasn’t yet that kind of kid to even understand conflict or know what to do. I didn’t live near her long but she was awful to me. The best revenge is a good life though. Or at least, a bad life for the bully. She’s now middle aged and terrible looking, unhealthy, ugly AF, divorced with kids, and very poor. Im the opposite of all of those things. I would never say anything to her but I thoroughly enjoy watching her horrible life on Facebook.
Jeezus. I was pushed and teased and called cripple and had my stuff nicked, messed with. I think I would have been physically bullied more if not for my disabilities: kids pushed me down or tripped me up but probably didn't wanna do "serious harm". I was just a kid but so were they. I am so glad I do not have the thoughts that you have, but sad that you have them: I don't feel the need to look these people up, I honestly do not care. Let this bully go, if you can. It will not do you any favours to dwell on her and what she did. Even seeing her failing now will bring back memories of the bullying, surely? Talking about it with you here brought back my memories, and I don't often think about them, they are not nice. Luckily for me they are not intrusive
Load More Replies...Even though bullying is never okay, it's easier to forgive when it's children. They can still grow and learn, as evidenced by several examples above. Adults should know better, and bullying as an adult shows the real personality of the bully.
Didn't get revenge but made peace with one of my bullies. I worked as an insurance rep for a company that provides insurance to banks to cover uninsured motorists for loans. I had one client whose name I recognized as a bully from elementary school. I called her about her insurance and then asked if she was the same person. When she said yes and I told her who I was, she apologized for treating me so badly and then commented how her jaw hurt for 2 days after she tried to fight me and I clocked her in the jaw when we were 10 years old. We had a good conversation and we parted ways. It felt so good to get that closure. I wish more bullies would do that. Most just shrug off and say "We were kids, no biggie." Not to you maybe, but it was to me. Apologies go a long way in mending old scars. I have a new respect for her now.
Well nothing terrible happened to my bully, they never apologised, didn't have a bad life and karma is bulls***t
One day not all that long ago, I was at a convenience store, just grabbing a drink and a snack. I stepped back from the soda fountain and literally bumped into a very solid person. I turn around to apologize and immediately recognize one of the many that bullied me relentlessly from 6th grade up, who is now a cop. I cold clocked him. It took him a good minute to react and realize who I was. He smiled, apologized, and said "I deserve a hell of a lot more than that, seriously, not only am I sorry for standing too close just now but for all the sh*t I did to you, let me at least buy your snacks" So yeah, I cold clocked a cop and got away with it.
A group of girls attacked me, high school. Because I was pregnant. Slammed my head into a locker and kept hitting and pushing me. Miscarriage. Shocker right? Few years later, one of the ring leaders gets a job where I work. I mention to one of my older coworkers that I might quit because of it and she asks what happened with that girl. This coworker was nice to me so I told her in great detail. The notes in my locker. Threatening texts. Rumors they started. The miscarriage. She got really pale. Then I joked that it was just because I couldn't afford an abortion every few months like she could. This girl bragged about getting abortions all the time and her rich dad. Coworker got real pale and then we left work. Next day, that girl apologized and cried a bunch. That was her mom. I accepted her apology but when she wanted to be friends? I told her that I would accept she was sorry but never forgive her. I married that boy who knocked me up and we've been together 14 years next month.
Played in the band in High School and a specific bunch of guys liked to bully me about it. Beat me up once in a while. Viet Nam war came along, and I played Rock & Roll with the Navy Band. Two of the bullies went to Viet Nam and died.
I was accused of being a bully once whole in high school. I had heard a rumor about a girl in my class being pregnant. After sitting on that for a couple minutes I decided to tell the girl that this rumor was out there. I figured that since I would want to know if there was a rumor about me that she would like to know also. Nope, she accused me of being a bully and told a teacher. I clear everything up with the teacher and admin pretty quickly without having to get my parents involved because I was a good kid.
Fùck bullies. I don't care about some of these stories of 'redemption', they leave lasting scars on their victims. I was relentlessly bullied when I was young and it messed me up. I've gone through years of therapy because of them. They robbed me of my childhood, took away my self esteem and my security. Years later I'm still trying to recuperate those things. My life is a struggle with anxiety, depression, and PTSD because of these a55holes. There is no excuse for physical and emotional torture. If I read an obituary of one of my bullies, I'd celebrate.
I had one of my bullies send me a message on facebook to apologise for what she did. I just said it was too late and to f*ck off, then blocked her. I’d join you celebrating if I read that any of mine had died too.
Load More Replies...Might’ve told this here before: I was a little kid, smallest in my grade at a big high school. Bullied by football team often. Occasionally suicidal due to the stress. One day walking home from school with my best friend, we come across a bully who started f’in with us. Walking behind us was my friend’s older bro…who’d just finished his black belt (also the rhythm guitarist in our band). Older bro confronted the bully “hey a-hole, leave em alone”, and bully threw a punch at him. Big mistake. In one fluid motion he dodged the punch, caught his arm, broke his elbow backwards, broke the bully’s knee sideways with some descending knee move, and dislocated his jaw. Bully never played football again and lost his college football scholarship. I don’t particularly wish harm on anyone, no one deserves that, but jackass’s ego made a bad decision that day.
Local bully got caught selling E to an undercover cop. It got published in local paper and he couldn't go to Australia with his friends.
Girl in high school bullied me and I was always kind, even when we were forced to be lab partners in science and she forced me to do everything. Years later she apologized and I told her it didn't matter back then. Tried to be her friend, but she refused to walk home by herself after dark. We lived in Alaska so for three months in the winter she needed me to walk her if it was before 11am or after 4pm EVERY time. After a handful of times walking her in the cold (which I would have to walk back freezing) I decided it was too much and asked her why. Apparently she had been grabbed and raped and was stuck with a victim mentality. I'm sorry to say I tried a while longer but the walks were absurd. She dated my older brother for a few years then broke it off because she was cheating on him. Now has two kids from different guys and lives in a bathrobe.
Just last year, I had a bully at work - we got a new manager and this person, perpetually playing the "single mom of 4" card for everything and anything, established sympathy and a relationship with new manager. Then she starts telling outright lies about me, what I'm doing, who I'm sleeping with in the office, and that she's afraid of me coming to her house and threatening her children. It was all fiction trying to get me fired. Eventually the truth came out but instead of getting fired she just got transferred to much less desirable location - longer commute for her, always floating. So she's looking for another job within our health system. And I just got contacted last week because she actually dropped my name during a pre-interview chat. I kept things professional and factual, which was all that was needed. People never cease to amaze.
pt.1: I might be an awful person. I was always bullied, as a smallest child in the class i was easy to pick on and (being shorter than anyone by at least a head) "good" pretext to make me feel miserable, take advantage of my friendship and so on (even teacher was somehow a bully, but that's later). I changed school in 8 grade and closed this chapter. One day when I was around 21yo, I met former classmate just passing on the street. We stopped to chat but what came to my attention instantly that she was exactly head shorter than I was. I went all genuine smiles, patted and rubbed her head with my palm and said "well look at youuuuu, so short" in itsy bitsy cute voice tone :D and just proceeded (casually as nothing) cheerfully asking her about how is she doing. People.... I know I know... it's not appropriate to greet people this way. I swear I just couldn't resist. Loved her face expression and colour on her cheeks when she tried to keep it cool :))))
pt.2) Now about Junior class teacher (1st to 4th grade).... Visited school once when I was young adult. And guess who I met on the same floor, by the same classroom... same teacher. She was around 28 when I seen her last time, so at that point she must have been around 40. She did not remember me at all even when I told her my name, so what the heck... I looked at her closely, made terrified look, and said "myyy, in my memory you were still young". I know that's awful what I did and super disrespectful. All other teachers in my life were nothing but wonderful, except this old hag. Let it be my tiny revenge not only for me but for every kid that she mistreated (I know of a lot). This way I got complete satisfaction and now can be at peace.
Load More Replies...I was sent to boarding school. From pretty much the first day, I was bullied mercilessly mostly by one girl, and some of her sidekicks. Eventually I just refused to go back, but it was the worst four years of my life. I don't know that I want revenge exactly. She became a kind of B-class actress, so I get to see her on YouTube if I go looking. Mostly I just want her to be miserable and lonely for the rest of her life. I'm pretty sure I'll get my wish.
What ? Nobody going full Dexter on a bully ? God knows i would if i could
It was lovely reading about 'what goes around comes around' - wish it would start happening in the adult world... because if there's one thing I've learned ... just because one ages chronologically, it doesn't mean that the mental age matures as well. I've observed and experienced unwarranted bulllying and temper tantrums from CEOs, managers, business owners (ie: people high up on the food chain that have the power to ruin your professional life forever) who consistently stomp on people for petty/nonsense reasons to make themselves feel superior... and their businesses are still thriving. And we the bullied CAN'T say anything lest we want to be unemployed forever.
Does relative count? I had a family member bullying me into marrying someone coz I was fat and won't find a suitable match. With the same size, Got engaged to a very nice and good looking guy, got married and now Pregnant. Can't wait to tell her, about my baby in 3 months. I imagine saying to her I got married with the same weight, got a baby with the same weight, a beautiful life, healthy pregnancy and a handsome caring husband. Obviously, I'm not going to say coz the satisfaction of knowing is enough.
How on earth is America okay with this bullying culture? Especially violence involving children? Half of these should have been police matters.
It's cute how you think only one country has a problem with bullying or a "bullying culture" or that only one country is plagued by children being violent to each other. News flash: this happens EVERYWHERE.
Load More Replies...I got my revenge twice. I was bullied heavily in high school by both genders, the boys stopped after only one year of bullying by making the mistake of egging my house, not knowing who my dad was but genuinely terrified when my giant bear dad chased them, caught on camera and visited their houses later to inform parents. But girls were worse, I almost preferred the boys because at least they were direct, not building up hope before the killing blow. My last year of high school I stopped caring. I didn't care about fitting in or being cool, I decided to be myself, weird clothes and all and never once acknowledged their existence. That post about not remembering people? It's true. In my hometown many people still recognize me, apparently I haven't aged much in nearly 20 years, but I never recognized a single one of them. That's how little space they took up in my head.
I'd rather get Covid than befriend my bully and from what I hear, in 27 years, she hasn't changed one bit.
I am not surprised at all by the tone of this article - chirpy birdy with the bullies and bullying towards those who were still affected like it would be their fault. It's the same spirit in every movie, book and reality show, but obviously the master mind of this fake anthology is among the least educated, and forces some stylistic figures with the handiness of a baboon with down syndrome. So why this happens? That's easy - because the bully is the real american hero only a collective one, so also the silent majority and the free people. bullying IS the education, the social environment, the coming of age and the spirit of the law, because every functional activity needs bullies in the recently defined (but always existing) roles. incidentally, it was even easy to identify the institution responsible for this misery, among army and dhs. it's the army - not only for the more ruralm whoo-haw setting (dhs is more urban, jewish-like oriented) but especially for the syrian reference. sure, it's the whole world, but more violently in byzantine countries.
I just know that my grade school bully never made it to his dream university. And that he had no friends.
When I was around 11, my life at school was made an utter misery by this one particular kid. More than one, but he was the ringleader. I was terrified of going to school, because of him. It never got physical, but close to it, and he was much bigger than me. It amplified my existing anxiety to no end. Fast forward 30 odd years to a school reunion. I can't remember the circumstances that led to it, but somehow I found myself talking with this guy. I told him the effect/s his harassment had had on me. He was devastated, utterly mortified. We had a long talk about what had been going on for us each in our home lives, and it turned out he'd been just as miserable and unhappy as I had. We smoked a joint, hugged it out, and have been good buddies ever since :)
My sister met her bully from school recently after 20 years. He recognized her and asked her if he could make a c*ntpology. She asked him what that was, and he said, "When I meet someone I was a c*nt to at school, I apologize for being a c*nt. Let me buy you a drink to say sorry for being a c*nt" They both had diet cokes and she told him she was married and he said so is he. 2 years and 2 kids. She asked why the soft drinks and he told her "I don't drink because the last thing I want to do is wake up and look in a mirror and see myself grinning like a c*nt" Both families have kept in touch and are planning a barbecue this summer
Did bored panda delete one? I can't find one one where they shot their bully with an arrow- never seen bp do that
It's sad that so many of these glorify U.S. consumerist culture, i.e. I make more money than my former bully, therefore I am better.
I agree that success in a consumerist culture shouldn't be the bar that it is, but since we live in a consumerist culture, it's a sad fact. Also consider how ultimately demoralizing being bullied can be, and how even if it's not a "true" victory, just a perceived victory can help someone break out of that helpless mindset. Let 'em have a win, eh?
Load More Replies...This was both amusing, comforting, horrifying (on behalf of the bullies' behaviour) and hilarious in each instance. Glad the OP's got to have the last say!
When I was in middle school, some girl used to always physically try to hit or fight me, throw things at me, call me names and talk bad about me, and I wasn’t yet that kind of kid to even understand conflict or know what to do. I didn’t live near her long but she was awful to me. The best revenge is a good life though. Or at least, a bad life for the bully. She’s now middle aged and terrible looking, unhealthy, ugly AF, divorced with kids, and very poor. Im the opposite of all of those things. I would never say anything to her but I thoroughly enjoy watching her horrible life on Facebook.
Jeezus. I was pushed and teased and called cripple and had my stuff nicked, messed with. I think I would have been physically bullied more if not for my disabilities: kids pushed me down or tripped me up but probably didn't wanna do "serious harm". I was just a kid but so were they. I am so glad I do not have the thoughts that you have, but sad that you have them: I don't feel the need to look these people up, I honestly do not care. Let this bully go, if you can. It will not do you any favours to dwell on her and what she did. Even seeing her failing now will bring back memories of the bullying, surely? Talking about it with you here brought back my memories, and I don't often think about them, they are not nice. Luckily for me they are not intrusive
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