Bullying can take many forms. This intentional aggressive behavior involves an imbalance of power and can be physical, verbal, or relational. For example, while boys often target others with their fists, girls have powerful weapons of their own, such as social exclusion.
Kids who are bullied are more likely to experience depression and anxiety, increased feelings of sadness and loneliness, changes in sleep and eating patterns, and loss of interest in activities they used to enjoy. These issues may even persist into adulthood.
However, harassing others doesn't do the perpetrators any good as well. In fact, they have a greater chance to abuse alcohol and other drugs in adolescence and as adults, get into fights, vandalize property, and drop out of school, engage in early sexual activity, have criminal convictions and traffic citations as adults, be abusive toward their romantic partners, spouses, or children as adults.
Interested in their fates, Reddit user FattyMacDaddy made a post on the platform, asking everyone, "What happened to the bully in your class?" And it went viral! Here are some of the most memorable stories from the 14,400 comments it has received.
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She did an insane amount of growing up during college, including having to uproot her whole life to care for her family after her mom died suddenly. She reached out to me and others I know personally and directly addressed the bullying. We went out to lunch (she bought) and she was incredibly honest. Apologizing and acknowledging what she did and why it was wrong. She’s now running a successful animal rescue organization with her long-term boyfriend and I wish her nothing but happiness.
A nice story on here, wasn't expecting that but I'm glad it was here
After years and years of being bullied in middle and high school by one particular guy. I took my dad's lawnmower in to get serviced and look who we have here. Good ol racist f**k boy Shaun walks up to the counter covered in dirt and oil and sweat. He immediately knew who I was. Funny thing is I hated this dude for so long, I even had a vision on snatching him by his shirt over the counter and beating his face into the ground( I was skinny skater punk now)
Nothing was said between us during that interaction other than the services I needed When I went to go pick the lawn mower up a week later he asked me to step outside. In my mind, I'm thinking this is it, I'm going pumble this dude. He lit up a cigarette and for about 15 minutes, apologized for how he treated me in middle school and high school. He told me about how he was brought up and he's never been as tough as he came up.
After high school he went in the military and was forced to work with other races. He even explained that his hatred towards people that weren't white faded away bc of the Marines. He said he had been f****d over more by his own race then others and started to think about his ideology. He is a humble guy now, with regret, but is man enough to admit his faults. We shook hands and even hugged. I haven't seen him in about 10 years but, if I do see him again I still shake his hand.
OH OH I HAVE THE BEST ONE FOR THIS GUYS: promise!!
So my bully was a guy, I’m a chic, and he was RELENTLESS. From kindergarten through middle school. Peaked in middle school. He would stick his leg out and trip me when I would walk by then laugh. C**p like that. He annoyed everyone. Imposed on your personal space. Would tell lots about me to others so they would not like me. It really bothered me deeply bc I could not understand what I had done to have someone so adamant about humiliating and hurting me. Publicly.
Well. After middle school he disappeared to some other school and I slowly repressed it all and forgot of him in my active thoughts.
Then I get my first apartment with a friend and a real job and going to college. I’m sitting on my new couch in my new place watching to catch a predator. Like every one did back then.
“Next up on to catch a predator: “ and I hear his name. I hear that jerk offs name. AND THERE HE IS WALKING IN TO MEET AN UNDERAGE GIRL HE HAS VERRRRY DISGUSTING TEXT CONVOS WITH. I could not believe it. I stood up and screamed aloud. I felt so, vindicated for the feelings of hatred and inability to forgive him as a younger girl.
Justice served!
Prison will be an interesting experience for him. He'll find out what it's like to get bent over against his will.
Used his fathers money to spend 7 years on the other side of the world to complete a 5-year masters degree. Downright slob and a dirtbag who was way more concerned about partying and living large than accomplishing anything in life.
But the plot twist was that his father only would pay for him when he was a student, so when he landed his first job, a basic entry-level position, and had to pay bills and answer to a superior, he was hit hard in the nuts by reality. Instead of lashing out or coping by drinking, he just went "time to learn about life and to become a responsible adult".
Now he has a manager role that pays 75k and lives in a modest apartment, and is one of the nicest, most inclusive guys I know who has no issues admitting his past mistakes and apologize for his behaviour.
People can change.
Didn't realize just how bad his home life was. His father is a terrible human being and a criminal. He and his mom were waiting until he turned 18 to both get out. When we bumped into each other later he apologized for being a jerk. He's changed his name, got married to a lovely person, and finished grad school now. We occasionally talk and keep up on social media. I'm really happy for him.
Mine always Bullied everyone who wasn’t a football player, jock, or “cowboy” he honed in on me because I was a nerd and more feminine. Turns out he had major major regrets about everything and at his last class reunion (he was two years ahead of me) he tried apologizing to people and a lot of people wouldn’t forgive him for what he did. A lot of it was borderline charges should have been filed type stuff, he made a couple kids s*icidal. Well after a lot of people wouldn’t take his apology I guess he went into a major depression and ended up hanging himself and left a letter stating that he hated who he was, and how he treated people and the pain he inflicted on everyone and that he couldn’t live with himself anymore. The really sad thing is I did run into him not too long before this and he did apologize to me (which I’m surprised he recognized me because I am female presenting now) and I accepted it and told him I didn’t hold anything against him. He really seemed sincere and that he changed. But I understand how some couldn’t forgive the trespasses he made upon them. Sad all the way around. This is why everyone just needs to be nice to everyone, even if you don’t like them, like what they do, or whatever. These stories always end in unnecessary sadness or end of life
I just looked him up! He makes Youtube videos for ‘work’ in the vein of Andrew Tate. He has 212 subscribers and lives in his mom’s house (recognized it from the vids)
I had a fair number of bulliesin high school which was over 25 years ago so I am well past that. One of them several years ago sent me a facebook friend request. I messaged him back and said..."You made the time we were in high school together hell (he was a couple years ahead of me in school), why do you think I would want to friend you?" His response was "If you are still holding onto that you have problems." Which I replied with "No I dont have problems because I cut a******s like you out of my life." and then I blocked him.
A**holes will always try to revert the shame on you. "How come you're not honoring the good behavior I never have with you???"
He's selling mobility scooters and supporting his stepchildren.
He was abused at home, and I was an easy target. Back then I fantasised about murdering him, now I appreciate that he was crying out for help. I'm never going to be best friends with him, but I'd shake his hand and wish him well any day.
Thank you for empathizing with his trauma. It can take a long time to unlearn what abusive parents teach you about how to live and who you are. Most people blame the victim and don't see the process, but this person understands, and that means the world to many.
I saw him rush the field at an NFL game and get arrested. Good times!
I am 68. My high school bully was abusive to his wife. He died around age 50 from lung cancer due to his chain smoking. Had cirrhosis of the liver from heavy drinking. He had only a few other jerks for friends, none he could trust. My goal is to outlive my bullies!
He was killed shortly after being released from prison. He apparently had a beef with someone and went to their house with a gun, kicked in their front door, and was immediately shot and killed.
Dead. He abused his girlfriend one time too many, she emptied a clip.
She's a labour and delivery nurse. And she hasn't changed. I deliberately chose a different hospital than the one she works in when I was pregnant.
He still takes my money to this day!
However, he does pull a good pint so It's all good.
In jail for strangling his girlfriend. Thankfully she survived.
Full ride scholarship through football to a D1 college, scouted by an NFL team in high school, just had to make it 4 years in college. Sexually assaulted a girl at the college, went on the run, had several warrants, got into an argument back in hometown that led to firearm discharge, and now he's in prison.
The kid who used to beat me up every day in third grade I heard crashed a motorcycle and lost both his testicles. So he’s got that going for him, which is not nice.
1 died, trying to bully a big tree while driving 50mph, the tree wasn't impressed and decided to bully him back by not moving out of the way just before the bully attempt.
I'd like to hug the tree but i don't know exactly where it happened...
I saw him walking in front of my family's house (certain he was passing by) while I was playing with my daughter and her cousins. He gave me a little wave and I thought I just wave back to be nice.
He messaged me later on Facebook and said he's glad I'm doing better than him. Long story short, he told me his ex wife and him are having a serious custody battle with their kid and recently got a DUI which got him in a deeper hole. He basically said don't end up like him.
As much as I hope he gets better, karma really is a b***h
He has at least learned that his life is a mess, and at least partly because of his own behaviour (the DUI). Hopefully it'll be the wake-up call he needs. Just a shame it didn't happen before it split a family apart.
He died the summer after graduating high school. Mixed too many drugs and alcohol at a party. Very sad for his younger brother who was a great person despite his brother.
Went to college, got into drugs, lost his scholarship and got kicked out.
Last I saw he's working construction and is making duck faces on his profile pic on Facebook.
The main person to bully me was a kid named Jonathan. He was a massive a*****e. He bullied me relentlessly from 7th grade to junior year in high school. I was talking to a girl I was friends with and he decided it would be the best time to crush up a pack of cookies and dump it on my head. I had long hair and it sent me into a rage. I was fat which is why he bullied me so I couldn’t catch him but one of my friends saw and tripped him as he ran by. I picked him up and slammed him on the ground then punched him in the face a few times before teachers broke it up. A teacher saw the whole thing and was yelling at him before I even got to him. I didn’t get in any trouble other than a few days of in school suspension. He got suspended for a week. He never even looked at me again.
He is currently a homeless junkie in my hometown. Every so often he makes the news or a post from the PD on Facebook because he does stupid crimes like stealing scratch off lottery tickets from stores then tries to cash them in. It’s hilarious
He became the CEO of the company he started in after collage. He is the Chairman of the local football team and runs the beach cleanup crew every month. Always has a smile and has clearly just kept on growing up.
He drove drunk, got in a wreck, and is now paralyzed from the waist down. He is still a bully, but now he's an online bully. The accident seems to have made him feel even more justified in being a prick.
So basically he is online looking for a Red Dragon to flambé him à la Freddy Lounds.
Many years after graduation, I found out that he became a local cop in the town we grew up. It was the least surprising thing to everybody.
My elementary school bully (in S. Korea for context) continued being the bully till high school. Somehow he ambushed and beaten this “the untouchable” student while he was alone. It turned that “untouchable” student was korean mafia son. Bunch of black cars park up at his apartment, burly guys armed with metal pipes and bats would constantly waltz around the neighborhood and make the bully’s family life hell. Apartment neighbors got fed up being terrified with the mafia at their neighborhood (cops will not show up until the mafia dispersed) to the point they pressured the bully’s family to move out at once. Never heard what happened after they moved.
Not entirely sure why the bully did that, maybe due to his pride? Maybe a proof he is the “Jjang” (old korean term for a student who is the toughest and strongest brawler, who’d constantly challenge or be challenged by other classes and/or other schools)
He’s a preacher 🙄
He now owns his father’s huge, massively lucrative construction co. Which is exactly what he said he was going to do and also let us know how much richer he was going to be than us. So yeah it sucks bc it came true.
He ended up being my direct manager at a serving job, and tbh he was one of the best managers I've ever had.
My bully from elementary school through high school served prison time for embezzlement.
It's me. I was the school bully way back when. I didn't know what I was doing, I was young and stupid. I hate thinking back on how much I made fun of a kid who got an 'I Love You' text from his dad, just because I never got one from mine. I feel awful about it 10 years later. I've apologised and done everything I can to make things better for him, but I still lose sleep at night.
I was curious so I looked it up....the biggest a*****e in our school is now one of those Facebook mums that reposts the crappy motivational quotes about chasing your dreams. She gets about 5 likes per post.
Sounds like her dream was to repost crappy motivational quotes!
Load More Replies...My biggest bully died in a car accident not long after high school. Her older boyfriend was driving while high and slammed the car into the tree. Had some mixed feelings about it for years. I never felt happy about her death but it caused me a lot of angst at the time to read all the articles in our local paper about how tragic it was to lose such a "beautiful light" who "everyone loved". Was a bit hard to love her when she said I was fat and had weird boobs and she didn't want to play soccer if I was on the team because we'd lose. But I digress. Her parents would take out a huge section of the classifieds each anniversary of her death to memorialise her and I used to get angsty every time. Ended up working through it in therapy and then had this full storybook moment where, some time after dealing with it in therapy, I by chance spotted her memorial plaque at the cemetery while I was on my way to leave flowers for my Nan. Left the bully a flower too. It felt peaceful
I was usually a lot bigger than other kids my age, so I didn't really get bullied. I was always afraid of playing too rough and hurting somebody after injuring a relative when we were young, so I wouldn't even play contact sports like football or basketball. I did have a kid who attacked me a half dozen times or so, let's call him Dwayne. Dwayne was not very big, but he tried to make up for this in sheer determination and relentlessness. You see, I grew up in Alabama, so when I found out what was happening it made a small amount of sense, and I am glad it was me he would randomly punch or bite since I never gave him the beating he wanted. What had happened is, his dad had told him since he was small and black, to find the biggest honky and knock them out, then he wouldn't have any problems. It kind of worked in a weird way. Everyone thought Dwayne was just not right and left him alone. I became friends with his cousin, who filled me in.
my bullies kicked my a*s every day for my last 2 primary school and all secondary school years and the school did nothing. It got to the point that it didn't actually hurt me anymore so i would smile when the hit me. the one time i fought back i got expelled ebcause i totally lost it and let all the pent up rage out on the one guy. I picked him up and threw him through a window and proceeded to kick and punch him until i was exhausted. his parents were wealthy and sued the school and lost because my parents had photos of all the bruising over the years. I dont know where any of them are now but during college i had the last laugh because the roles were reversed and it was them that had no friends, while i picked my college because i knew people in the area through my hobbies. i can honestly say i still wouldn't p**s on them if they were on fire because they ruined my start in life and led to major bouts of depression that still bother me 30 years later. f**k those pricks
There was this kid back in school who got constantly in trouble. Nobody liked him, teacher despised him. I never had any problems with him personally though. He was one of those boys whom you could sense didn't have a good home. One year in high school, he sat next to me in class and the teacher asked us what we were thankful for. For some reason, I said that I was thankful to sit next to him. He looked at me completely surprised and asked "Really?". I whispered to him "Yes, but you shouldn't act so mean towards people". Since then, he was super sweet (at least to me). To this day I wonder how life is for him. I truly hope he is happy.
my old elementary and middle school bully was a total a*s for a long time. she would call me names and tell teachers lies about me so I would get in trouble, make up rumors about me to try to get people to not like me, and even went as far to threaten my friends sometimes. she once punched my friend and pushed her into a gate and nearly broke her nose. finally I moved away but then during high school I met her again. i didn’t have any built up madness at her, the only thing I was mad about was her hurting my friends, but it was such a long time ago I just let go of it. anyways I met her again sometime during high school and she had like completely chnaged. I didn’t know, but turns out she was being bullied by one of my friends, so she thought by bullying me they would stop or something. anyways she apologized for all of it and she’s one of my best friends now
I sidestepped the issue by moving interstate and having zero interest in school reunions
Yes! I live on a whole other continent! It's a great excuse not to go. To be fair, though, a friend of mine who lives in the same town we grew up in says she just can't be bothered to go.
Load More Replies...My husband and I bought an extreme fixer upper in my childhood hometown. We worked on it for over two years. About a week before we moved in, a couple stopped by and told us they were the other bidders on the house and asked to see it. I took them through and halfway through the guy said I looked familiar. We exchanged names and...sure enough he was the boy who bullied me so badly through middle school I had to transfer. He gave me his information and asked if we ever wanted to sell to please contact them first. Never, ever gonna happen.
I want to use real names but I won't. But since kindergarten a girl two years ahead of me for no reason would trap in in hallways or bathrooms and beat me up. For no reason. Just to look cool in front of her friends. I got through grade school (k-6) and because she was a few years older I missed her in junior high (7-8). But comes high school and I'm a freshman an trying to forget that girl who basically let everyone else know my age an up from elementary ages, to pick on and beat me up. So high school comes. I'm at lunch. She comes by and goes "stop talking c**p about me" or some nonsense. I'm like who the what the f??? After lunch in the hall she get me. This is early 80s and she's wearing wood clogs and kicks my shin. I lose it. White rage in my eyes. I'm slamming her head in a concrete wall. We're going cats and dogs at eat other. I'm literally u leashing rage on her. At the office I know something is going down. (See reply for continue)
So we are sitting in the office. She's across from me. Spitting at me. Calling me names. Etc. I get called in first. I show them my leg. It's actually fractured and has a goose egg on it. Mom is called to take me home an take care of me. No punishment. As they leave to call my mom I can see my file. Next to it I see hers is huge. And my name is constantly poking out of spots with her as instigator. So I go home she's still screaming. They pull her into the office an I later find out she's two weeks suspended. So the following year I'm in the office as a class to do filing. She's a senior and needs to make up detentions and I have to mark them off as she shows up. This is now the only time I've seen her since the fight. I act like oh I'm taking two off but adding one Al every few times she comes in. Telling her wrong totals she has to complete to graduate. (More in reply.)
Load More Replies...Who cares about them? I will say one of mine tried to blame her actions in HS on her friend. And she got her karma in high school losing a friend every year until she had none. Yes because of her actions.
The other guy who used to bully me, that one is less exciting. Married his high school girlfriend and they had kids, everybody knows she cheats on him on the regular so suck s**t I guess, Roydon
Don’t know what happened to my bullies but I hope they all have a daughter who is just like me.
Our class bully died 2 years ago, at age 70. He had been in and out of jail over a dozen times, and was an alcoholic. I was elated when I heard the news, as he bullied me throughout high school.
I hope people see a lot in this about how people change! I'm so tired of hearing on social media about people trying to be "held accountable" for things they said and did as a kid. I remember one huge story a few years ago, where someone was trying to get everyone to boycott this company (I don't remember which one, but it was a big one) unless they fired their CEO, because 20 YEARS AGO he had made a $5k donation to a politician that was anti-homosexuality. That was it. Guy even said he didn't agree with that thought perspective anymore, but that didn't matter. And how many other times have we seen/heard of the exact same thing with celebrities?
He was a rich kid who was also flagrantly racist, classist, and homophobic. Tried to ruin people's lives if it could benefit himself a hair. Took over his dad's real estate empire like he had accomplished something himself. Keeled over from a heart attack at the age of 52, the first one in our class to die. In general, I don't believe in a God, but things like this make me suspect He's around on certain days.
It's been at least 15 years since I've even heard anything about her but mine became a teacher and lived in my parent's neighborhood (new/nice development) and I happened to drive past as her house was being raided by drug enforcement as they were apparently making meth. I didn't know until later that night what had happened but I'll forever relish that I witnessed it happening. Husband took the blame and went to prison. She's somehow still a teacher.
I have to tell the story of my childhood. When I was a kid, my mother took me around from school to school. Every time she got into a disagreement with someone she changed my school. In one school three or four kids would gang up on me and bully me. The principal knew about this and did nothing. After about a year, I couldn't take it anymore, and I began bullying a smaller kid. The principal found out about it rather quickly, and took me to task publicly. He slapped me, and gave full permission to my bullies to bully me. The kids were kids, but I will never forgive that principal. At the end I became friends with the kid I bullied, but never with my bullies. Two of them grew up and straightened out. The leader of them is a bum who hangs around the neighborhood. Or so I hear. I have long left that community.
Was a girl whose father would entertain some popular families to get them to invest with him, she acted all high and mighty and excluded people from things because of this. Then daddy gets arrested for embezzlement and a ponzi scheme, her brother goes to jail as well. Reputation lost - street cred disappeared, and the fat b!t@h had nothing to be uppity about. Was lovely.
I was the closest thing to a rival our school genius had. And he was a super-genius. He created something super-brainy that you all use daily without knowing it. I jokingly describe him as my bully because he once proved to my class that I didn't exist. Not sure if anything bad happened to him, but I've seen my ACTUAL bully a couple of times when I go back to my parents' home: sitting in the church long after the service is over, head in his hands, praying. I truly believe he wasn't being hypocritical, that he was earnestly trying to become a better person. I didn't even want to disturb him by letting him know I had seen him. Both times.
i was bullied by my "friends" ever since i was around 5, the group kept getting bigger and bigger and the more they get bigger the more people who will bully me. it went on for 8 years then quarantine started, i didnt go out for 2 years so they were looking for me and asking my grandma where i was then grandma didnt answer ofc lol. I was fat and ugly till now doe, i was bullied till i was 13 while living in the Philippines. im still thinking that if the day i can go back to visit the place where i grew up i really hope i could do something bad to them. Like burning their house or k!ll them...they really ruined me and i cant help but think about hurting them because im still mad at them. they were 16 people in their friend group i got nobody but me
till this day my anger sticks with me, im really not that kind of person to hurt people but i really want to hurt them because of how they ruined me and told the people i know im mean even though im really not, they believed them ofc thats why there are 16 of them while i was alone
Load More Replies...One of my bullies is in jail for strangling his grandma to death. The other was in a motorcycle accident and suffered brain damage - he's still alive, but he's permanently mentally disabled. He works at a local grocery store through their disability program and I still see him every now and then. I don't think he remembers me.
Bullying isn’t acceptable and it’s wrong. But what’s more valuable is understanding why people do it. Specifically children, whose brains aren’t cognitively developed enough & lack emotional response control to hold all the blame. Bullies are products of their environments, particularly their home lives and parenting. Unless truly sociopathic, we know why children bully & it’s not their fault. Sadly, most never escape their own oppressive, abusive environments in time to grown into functional, healthy, considerate young adults. Which really means we need to hold their guardians accountable, which makes it a social concern. Some kids are just bad kids due to mental illnesses. But most bad kids are crying out for help, seeking validation and feeling unworthy of love. And any child who feels these things isn’t being raised by decent folks in healthy environments. I feel for them as much as I do for all the kids I knew who were bullied. We need to proactively deal with bullying.
Couldn't tell you. Moved away the moment I could and do not talk to anyone I went to school with.
I was starting to think I was the only one! Why in the world would I care, let alone WANT to know what happened to someone that bullied me?? I'm over that part of my life
Load More Replies...One of them committed süicide at the age of 27. Don’t know about the others and don’t care. I only found about the one who died because ours parents knew each other.
One of my bullies has become incredibly friendly towards me and is always happy to see me. One I have no idea what happened to him. One is banned from our town for threatening to be a mass shooter. The one that punched me in the nose in seventh grade is dead.
It's me. I was the school bully way back when. I didn't know what I was doing, I was young and stupid. I hate thinking back on how much I made fun of a kid who got an 'I Love You' text from his dad, just because I never got one from mine. I feel awful about it 10 years later. I've apologised and done everything I can to make things better for him, but I still lose sleep at night.
I was curious so I looked it up....the biggest a*****e in our school is now one of those Facebook mums that reposts the crappy motivational quotes about chasing your dreams. She gets about 5 likes per post.
Sounds like her dream was to repost crappy motivational quotes!
Load More Replies...My biggest bully died in a car accident not long after high school. Her older boyfriend was driving while high and slammed the car into the tree. Had some mixed feelings about it for years. I never felt happy about her death but it caused me a lot of angst at the time to read all the articles in our local paper about how tragic it was to lose such a "beautiful light" who "everyone loved". Was a bit hard to love her when she said I was fat and had weird boobs and she didn't want to play soccer if I was on the team because we'd lose. But I digress. Her parents would take out a huge section of the classifieds each anniversary of her death to memorialise her and I used to get angsty every time. Ended up working through it in therapy and then had this full storybook moment where, some time after dealing with it in therapy, I by chance spotted her memorial plaque at the cemetery while I was on my way to leave flowers for my Nan. Left the bully a flower too. It felt peaceful
I was usually a lot bigger than other kids my age, so I didn't really get bullied. I was always afraid of playing too rough and hurting somebody after injuring a relative when we were young, so I wouldn't even play contact sports like football or basketball. I did have a kid who attacked me a half dozen times or so, let's call him Dwayne. Dwayne was not very big, but he tried to make up for this in sheer determination and relentlessness. You see, I grew up in Alabama, so when I found out what was happening it made a small amount of sense, and I am glad it was me he would randomly punch or bite since I never gave him the beating he wanted. What had happened is, his dad had told him since he was small and black, to find the biggest honky and knock them out, then he wouldn't have any problems. It kind of worked in a weird way. Everyone thought Dwayne was just not right and left him alone. I became friends with his cousin, who filled me in.
my bullies kicked my a*s every day for my last 2 primary school and all secondary school years and the school did nothing. It got to the point that it didn't actually hurt me anymore so i would smile when the hit me. the one time i fought back i got expelled ebcause i totally lost it and let all the pent up rage out on the one guy. I picked him up and threw him through a window and proceeded to kick and punch him until i was exhausted. his parents were wealthy and sued the school and lost because my parents had photos of all the bruising over the years. I dont know where any of them are now but during college i had the last laugh because the roles were reversed and it was them that had no friends, while i picked my college because i knew people in the area through my hobbies. i can honestly say i still wouldn't p**s on them if they were on fire because they ruined my start in life and led to major bouts of depression that still bother me 30 years later. f**k those pricks
There was this kid back in school who got constantly in trouble. Nobody liked him, teacher despised him. I never had any problems with him personally though. He was one of those boys whom you could sense didn't have a good home. One year in high school, he sat next to me in class and the teacher asked us what we were thankful for. For some reason, I said that I was thankful to sit next to him. He looked at me completely surprised and asked "Really?". I whispered to him "Yes, but you shouldn't act so mean towards people". Since then, he was super sweet (at least to me). To this day I wonder how life is for him. I truly hope he is happy.
my old elementary and middle school bully was a total a*s for a long time. she would call me names and tell teachers lies about me so I would get in trouble, make up rumors about me to try to get people to not like me, and even went as far to threaten my friends sometimes. she once punched my friend and pushed her into a gate and nearly broke her nose. finally I moved away but then during high school I met her again. i didn’t have any built up madness at her, the only thing I was mad about was her hurting my friends, but it was such a long time ago I just let go of it. anyways I met her again sometime during high school and she had like completely chnaged. I didn’t know, but turns out she was being bullied by one of my friends, so she thought by bullying me they would stop or something. anyways she apologized for all of it and she’s one of my best friends now
I sidestepped the issue by moving interstate and having zero interest in school reunions
Yes! I live on a whole other continent! It's a great excuse not to go. To be fair, though, a friend of mine who lives in the same town we grew up in says she just can't be bothered to go.
Load More Replies...My husband and I bought an extreme fixer upper in my childhood hometown. We worked on it for over two years. About a week before we moved in, a couple stopped by and told us they were the other bidders on the house and asked to see it. I took them through and halfway through the guy said I looked familiar. We exchanged names and...sure enough he was the boy who bullied me so badly through middle school I had to transfer. He gave me his information and asked if we ever wanted to sell to please contact them first. Never, ever gonna happen.
I want to use real names but I won't. But since kindergarten a girl two years ahead of me for no reason would trap in in hallways or bathrooms and beat me up. For no reason. Just to look cool in front of her friends. I got through grade school (k-6) and because she was a few years older I missed her in junior high (7-8). But comes high school and I'm a freshman an trying to forget that girl who basically let everyone else know my age an up from elementary ages, to pick on and beat me up. So high school comes. I'm at lunch. She comes by and goes "stop talking c**p about me" or some nonsense. I'm like who the what the f??? After lunch in the hall she get me. This is early 80s and she's wearing wood clogs and kicks my shin. I lose it. White rage in my eyes. I'm slamming her head in a concrete wall. We're going cats and dogs at eat other. I'm literally u leashing rage on her. At the office I know something is going down. (See reply for continue)
So we are sitting in the office. She's across from me. Spitting at me. Calling me names. Etc. I get called in first. I show them my leg. It's actually fractured and has a goose egg on it. Mom is called to take me home an take care of me. No punishment. As they leave to call my mom I can see my file. Next to it I see hers is huge. And my name is constantly poking out of spots with her as instigator. So I go home she's still screaming. They pull her into the office an I later find out she's two weeks suspended. So the following year I'm in the office as a class to do filing. She's a senior and needs to make up detentions and I have to mark them off as she shows up. This is now the only time I've seen her since the fight. I act like oh I'm taking two off but adding one Al every few times she comes in. Telling her wrong totals she has to complete to graduate. (More in reply.)
Load More Replies...Who cares about them? I will say one of mine tried to blame her actions in HS on her friend. And she got her karma in high school losing a friend every year until she had none. Yes because of her actions.
The other guy who used to bully me, that one is less exciting. Married his high school girlfriend and they had kids, everybody knows she cheats on him on the regular so suck s**t I guess, Roydon
Don’t know what happened to my bullies but I hope they all have a daughter who is just like me.
Our class bully died 2 years ago, at age 70. He had been in and out of jail over a dozen times, and was an alcoholic. I was elated when I heard the news, as he bullied me throughout high school.
I hope people see a lot in this about how people change! I'm so tired of hearing on social media about people trying to be "held accountable" for things they said and did as a kid. I remember one huge story a few years ago, where someone was trying to get everyone to boycott this company (I don't remember which one, but it was a big one) unless they fired their CEO, because 20 YEARS AGO he had made a $5k donation to a politician that was anti-homosexuality. That was it. Guy even said he didn't agree with that thought perspective anymore, but that didn't matter. And how many other times have we seen/heard of the exact same thing with celebrities?
He was a rich kid who was also flagrantly racist, classist, and homophobic. Tried to ruin people's lives if it could benefit himself a hair. Took over his dad's real estate empire like he had accomplished something himself. Keeled over from a heart attack at the age of 52, the first one in our class to die. In general, I don't believe in a God, but things like this make me suspect He's around on certain days.
It's been at least 15 years since I've even heard anything about her but mine became a teacher and lived in my parent's neighborhood (new/nice development) and I happened to drive past as her house was being raided by drug enforcement as they were apparently making meth. I didn't know until later that night what had happened but I'll forever relish that I witnessed it happening. Husband took the blame and went to prison. She's somehow still a teacher.
I have to tell the story of my childhood. When I was a kid, my mother took me around from school to school. Every time she got into a disagreement with someone she changed my school. In one school three or four kids would gang up on me and bully me. The principal knew about this and did nothing. After about a year, I couldn't take it anymore, and I began bullying a smaller kid. The principal found out about it rather quickly, and took me to task publicly. He slapped me, and gave full permission to my bullies to bully me. The kids were kids, but I will never forgive that principal. At the end I became friends with the kid I bullied, but never with my bullies. Two of them grew up and straightened out. The leader of them is a bum who hangs around the neighborhood. Or so I hear. I have long left that community.
Was a girl whose father would entertain some popular families to get them to invest with him, she acted all high and mighty and excluded people from things because of this. Then daddy gets arrested for embezzlement and a ponzi scheme, her brother goes to jail as well. Reputation lost - street cred disappeared, and the fat b!t@h had nothing to be uppity about. Was lovely.
I was the closest thing to a rival our school genius had. And he was a super-genius. He created something super-brainy that you all use daily without knowing it. I jokingly describe him as my bully because he once proved to my class that I didn't exist. Not sure if anything bad happened to him, but I've seen my ACTUAL bully a couple of times when I go back to my parents' home: sitting in the church long after the service is over, head in his hands, praying. I truly believe he wasn't being hypocritical, that he was earnestly trying to become a better person. I didn't even want to disturb him by letting him know I had seen him. Both times.
i was bullied by my "friends" ever since i was around 5, the group kept getting bigger and bigger and the more they get bigger the more people who will bully me. it went on for 8 years then quarantine started, i didnt go out for 2 years so they were looking for me and asking my grandma where i was then grandma didnt answer ofc lol. I was fat and ugly till now doe, i was bullied till i was 13 while living in the Philippines. im still thinking that if the day i can go back to visit the place where i grew up i really hope i could do something bad to them. Like burning their house or k!ll them...they really ruined me and i cant help but think about hurting them because im still mad at them. they were 16 people in their friend group i got nobody but me
till this day my anger sticks with me, im really not that kind of person to hurt people but i really want to hurt them because of how they ruined me and told the people i know im mean even though im really not, they believed them ofc thats why there are 16 of them while i was alone
Load More Replies...One of my bullies is in jail for strangling his grandma to death. The other was in a motorcycle accident and suffered brain damage - he's still alive, but he's permanently mentally disabled. He works at a local grocery store through their disability program and I still see him every now and then. I don't think he remembers me.
Bullying isn’t acceptable and it’s wrong. But what’s more valuable is understanding why people do it. Specifically children, whose brains aren’t cognitively developed enough & lack emotional response control to hold all the blame. Bullies are products of their environments, particularly their home lives and parenting. Unless truly sociopathic, we know why children bully & it’s not their fault. Sadly, most never escape their own oppressive, abusive environments in time to grown into functional, healthy, considerate young adults. Which really means we need to hold their guardians accountable, which makes it a social concern. Some kids are just bad kids due to mental illnesses. But most bad kids are crying out for help, seeking validation and feeling unworthy of love. And any child who feels these things isn’t being raised by decent folks in healthy environments. I feel for them as much as I do for all the kids I knew who were bullied. We need to proactively deal with bullying.
Couldn't tell you. Moved away the moment I could and do not talk to anyone I went to school with.
I was starting to think I was the only one! Why in the world would I care, let alone WANT to know what happened to someone that bullied me?? I'm over that part of my life
Load More Replies...One of them committed süicide at the age of 27. Don’t know about the others and don’t care. I only found about the one who died because ours parents knew each other.
One of my bullies has become incredibly friendly towards me and is always happy to see me. One I have no idea what happened to him. One is banned from our town for threatening to be a mass shooter. The one that punched me in the nose in seventh grade is dead.