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People Who Were Bullies, What Caused Your Anger? Here’s What People Had to Say.

Did you have a bully growing up?

Or maybe you were someone who bullied other kids?

Whatever the case, there’s no doubt that bullies are everywhere when you’re growing up: at school, on the bus, in the neighborhood.

But why do they do it?

Former bullies opened up on AskReddit about why they tormented other kids.

1. Not funny, though.

“No abuse at home. No bullying from others. No anger at the world, etc.

Just trying to get everyone to laugh. Fortunately I was only 13 when I had a camp councilor absolutely ream me for making fun of a kid I genuinely liked and considered a friend.

The bullying ended there. I’m still thankful for everything that councilor said to me, decades later.”

2. Attention and power.

“I was a bully during my elementary school and at the time I wasn’t aware of the gravity of my actions until I explained my behavior to my friends.

When I look back on my bullying behavior, I realized that I enjoyed picking on others because it me gave attention and power that I lacked at home because my foster parents would would usually mentally abuse me.

Thankfully, I have managed to reform my behavior and I realized that my past actions can’t be changed. Also I still continue to feel regret and guilt which acts as a constant reminder to be a better person that brings a positive impact instead of creating suffering for my enjoyment.”

3. I was wrong…

“I was like 15/16, and it was towards one girl.

She began to date a friend’s ex, said friend told me she took her boyfriend and a bunch of drama. I acted like a typical mean girl towards her and it was rough. Turns out my friend was the WORST and I had acted awfully to someone who didn’t deserve it.

I ended up messaging her on Myspace and called her. We worked it out. We’re actually really great friends now and can laugh about it fifteen years later. We swap books and I see her quite often.

We actually talked about this very situation last time, it made me tear up thinking about how mean I was at that time. I’m so glad I sucked it up and admitted I was wrong.”

4. Protecting yourself.

“I assisted in bullying so I wouldn’t be bullied too.

It’s one of my biggest regrets in life.

Such weakness”

5. Taking it out on others.

“I was a horrible bully until I had an epiphany in the 4th grade.

I was horribly abused at home by my parents and all my older siblings. I was the smallest, youngest, and the most ridiculed in my family. They would take my stuff, lock me outside, call me “midget” and gave me no privacy.

They would jam my door with towels so I couldn’t close it and poke at me all day no matter where I tried to hide. I remember expressing that I felt like a caged dog being poked at with sticks. I could gnash my teeth and rage at them but it only made them laugh.

They tormented me for fun, then when I would cry they would get upset and punish me. I got shoved in a dark closet for a few hours on occasion. Alone, in the dark.

I wanted to feel big and independent. I wanted to have a place where I wasn’t the lowest on the food chain.

It started with the realization that I was lonely. I was so alone all the time. This then led to the realization that kids were scared of me and hated the way I made them feel. Over time I was able to understand that I was making them feel exactly how my family made me feel.

I was doing to others everything I hated having done to me. It was unfair, they were just like me and I had the option to exempt them from what I went through every day.

It took a few years to fully turn around. 12 years later I’ve just found the kids I’ve bullied. I reached out to them each personally. In as few words as possible I apologized.

I told them they didn’t do anything to deserve it. It wasn’t because of how they looked or that I didn’t like them, I bullied them because they were nearby and I needed to feel big. That the hate they experienced was not a result of who they were. I expressed to them how I’m working to create resources for kids like myself so that they don’t bully others like I did, and that I hoped they were doing well.

I wasn’t looking for any forgiveness or to feel good about myself. I wanted to limit the pain I caused as much as I could. But let me tell you, the responses I got from those people were beautiful.

The kid I bullied most told me he had already forgiven me and over the years realized I was probably in an unsafe situation. He said he even prayed for me a few times.

I was mean because nobody loved me, I was a sponge for every ounce of anger and hate my household poured into me. I was mean to others because it squeezed the sponge out a little. It wasn’t right. I’m going to make sure my kids never have to go through that.”

6. Bad home life.

“I was a bully in like 3rd-4th grades.

And it was absolutely because my home life was sh*t, so I visited that sh*t on others. But then I knocked over a Kindergartner, making his nose bleed really bad and he started crying.

Nothing snaps you out of being an *sshole faster than hearing a little kid sobbing for his mommy.”

7. Rolls downhill.

“I was bullied myself by jock kids and I bullied the kids below me in a”Sh*t rolls down hill” sort of situation.

I thought I was being funny with my cruel jokes and amusing my friends but I was just being an *sshole.

I’ve had the opportunity to apologize to a few people I bullied in the past and I’m glad that I did.

I hope I raise my daughter to be a better person that doesn’t bully people she finds different.”

8. Coming clean.

“I thought I was funny.

I liked making people laugh at others’ expense. I never thought about their feelings until I was much older.

Now I tell my kids every day before school to be kind and to stand up for people.”

9. Trying to fit in.

“I did selective bullying. And some of it was to fit in or be liked.

I grew in a Christian conservative household, and my parents were not role models. I grew up believing the gay community was an abomination, whom deserved death. It was really hammered to hate them.

So in middle school if me and a couple of friends found out someone was even remotely suspected of being gay, or even had a soft spoken voice, we’d make that kid’s life a living hell, constantly calling him the f****t word, telling them extremely graphic insults.

I remember this one kid Carlos, I decided to mimic all those cartoons and kids movies where they grab you by the legs and flip you upside down and shake the money out of your pockets. I mostly did that because there was these project kids who were the bully of bullies, no one messed with them, they’d even bully other bullies if they weren’t from the projects.

Anyways I thought by making them laugh and showing how “tough” I was I’d win their good graces. It did work, they immediately thought I was awesome and hilarious. After that though they always expected me to do something crazy, which honestly I started to hate, cause of the pressure.

Eventually though I met this girl Kemellie who I crushed really hard on, she wouldn’t become my gf unless I stopped being a bully. Which I did. She was also my first gf. Turned out Carlos was a really close friend of hers and her groups, I had to put up with being nice to him so I could keep my gf.

All the constant exposure to him, and tolerance, really let me get to know him, and I remembering being confused that he wasn’t such a bad guy, or sick, or f’d in the head like my parents and other adults had led me to believe. He was pretty much just like any other dude except he was gay, I even asked him why he was gay, and his answer really had me dumbfounded.

That moment was a stepping stone, because it made me question a lot of what I had come to believe. I started questioning my religion, looking deeper into it, reading a bunch of articles online about homos*xuality and other things, and when I confronted my parents and other religious role models about my findings, their answers really made no sense, it was just a ton of contradictions.

A lot of them not understanding modern science about s*xuality, psychology, neurology. After that, I couldn’t participate in their beliefs anymore, and I become agnostic. I learned to think three times after that, I learned to be empathetic too, a quality I severely lacked.

Had it not been for my gf at the time, I always wonder would I still have become a better person. No gf after that ever challenged me like that ethically ever again, they’d just accept me with all much baggage and anger but not Kemellie she didn’t play games, she pushed me.

Anyways, indoctrination is a b*tch. And a lot of my wrongs was due to the simple fact I was taught the worst of the worst things.”

10. Abused.

“Was abused at home and had a sh*t home life.

I just acted that way because it felt normal. I didn’t know how else to relate to other people. One day probably around 5th grade, the principal (who was very kind and involved in student life) took me aside and had a long talk with me. She explained how my actions were making the other kids feel. That my behavior made them feel scared and hurt their feelings.

She asked me how would I feel if somebody said and did those same things to me. It was hard for me to understand what she was asking me. I didn’t think that how I felt mattered. People did treat me like that every day, and I was not allowed to think about how it made me feel. She wasn’t mean or judgmental. She was someone I liked and trusted and she just patiently explained it to me until I at least kind of understood.

I was shocked. I hadn’t even realized that the other kids truly minded the way I was treating them. I know that sounds dumb, but I thought that it was normal to be mean and hurtful. That it was just how you were supposed to talk to people. If they cried and got upset, it didn’t really mean anything.

Because it didn’t really mean anything when I cried and got upset at home. When I told my family that they were hurting me, they didn’t stop, they punished me. I was expected to wake up the next day and truly feel/act like nothing happened, or I was ungrateful and a terrible child. It was wrong to talk about or think about how their abuse made me feel.

So that’s just what I thought hurting people meant. That it didn’t really matter, and the by next day they should just be over it, or it was their fault for being a dumb crybaby. Needless to say I didn’t have many friends, and I didn’t understand why nobody wanted to be around me.

But she explained to me that no, it’s not normal for people to treat you that way, and it’s not normal to treat others that way either. She put me in school counselling too. It wasn’t great, but it at least helped me learn the basics of how humans are supposed to communicate.

I still treated people badly sometimes all the way until college, but I think that the principal talking to me was the point when I actually realized that something was wrong with my behavior, and when I actively started working on it.

I feel bad about the way I acted, but at the same time, it’s all such a jumble of trauma and it felt so normal to me that it’s hard for me to even remember. It’s hard to identify exactly what happened and what parts were or weren’t my fault. I don’t really think about the bullying part too much anymore to be honest, because it’s such a small part of a much bigger trauma.

Anyways, I’m sure that people are bullies for many reasons, but this one explanation. I hope that it helps someone understand a little better.”

11. Egged on.

“A new girl came to my school and a boy developed a crush on her. A ‘friend’ of mine had a crush on said boy so spread all kinds of rumours about the new girl.

At lunch time one day, egged on by my ‘friends’, I confronted the new girl and pushed her over. The new girl was so calm about the whole thing, and I remember thinking at the time that I could not have acted the same if bullies were in my face and pushing me. Anyway flash forward 8 years and I bumped into the girl at a CD shop. We had a nice chat and organised to catch up for coffee. I apologised for what I had done when we were kids and she was so understanding.

Flash toward another 15 years and she is one of my best friends. She is still so calm and mindful and has taught me a lot about myself and life. I hate the way we met, but I’m so grateful she was so forgiving and I couldn’t imagine her not in my life now.”

Were you a bully when you were young?

Or maybe you were bullied by someone?

Either way, tell us your stories in the comments. Please and thank you!

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“Was I Wrong to Tell My Childhood Bully (Who Is Transgender) That She Will Always Be the Boy Who Bullied Me?”

Just like you never forget your first kiss, you also never forget the bully (or bullies) that you had to deal with when you were growing up.

And this story of getting bullied has an interesting twist…which you’ll find out about when you keep on reading.

A person opened up on Reddit’s “Am I the *sshole” forum to share their story and ask for feedback.

Let’s take a look.

AITA for I telling my childhood bully (who is MtF transgender) that she will always be the “boy who bullied me”?

“When I was a in middle school, I was viciously bullied by this boy, who I’ll call Z. He spread rumors about me, called me stupid and useless every chance he got, and made school a living hell.

It’s been 12 years, and Z has since come out as MtF transgender. She messaged me over social media and asked to meet up. We went out for coffee, where she apologized for bullying me. It was along the lines of, “I’m sorry for being mean. I was young, and I was struggling with my gender identity.”

I thanked her for her apology. When she asked if she was forgiven, and I tried to avoid answering. I am still not over what she did to me. What Z did to me impacted me greatly, as I was a impressionable young girl. I struggled with self esteem for years afterwards.

Z started getting defensive. She told me that I was being petty and that I should forgive her. I told her, “Why? You will always be the boy that bullied me. An apology won’t change that.”

She got really offended when I said the word boy, and said that I was misgendering her. She called me a petty, transphobic, vindictive, and ignorant, then stormed out.

AITA?”

Here’s what Reddit users had to say about this situation.

This person said that it’s the memories that count, not what gender the individual is now.

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And here’s a one-liner that people should keep in mind.

Take a look.

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Another person made a good point. You don’t have to forgive people if you don’t want to. That’s completely up to each person.

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A reader made a great point and argued that the bully is STILL bullying the writer now through these actions.

Take a look at what they had to say.

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And another Reddit user had a very similar story to tell.

And they also chimed in about how the writer of this article has done nothing wrong.

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And here’s a hot take.

This person said that “being transgender is seen as an excuse for anything and everything…”

Check out the rest of their thoughts below.

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What are your thoughts about this situation?

Was this person in the wrong? Or were they totally justified in their actions?

Talk to us in the comments and let us know what you think. Thanks in advance!

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People Talk About What Happened to Their Bullies

Growing up is full of drama.

Romance, breakups, fights, and all kinds of teenage intrigue.

But if you have to deal with a bully in school, it just makes everything that much harder.

Do you ever wonder what happened to the person who used to bully you in school?

These Twitter users gave us updates on the folks who used to torment them.

1. Oh, great…

That doesn’t sound good.

2. That’s not true.

Good thing you said something.

3. Dangit! Oh, well…

Can’t win ’em all.

4. Doing hard time.

That’s too bad.

5. That’s ridiculous.

But, as we all know, money talks.

6. Well, there’s that.

I hope that gives you some peace.

7. Too bad.

Always depressing to hear that. Also, what’s with that photo???

8. Carole Baskin?

Uh oh…what’s going on here?

9. There you go.

That does not sound like fun.

10. Total bliss.

Revenge is sweet.

11. Makes sense.

Let me make you an offer you can’t refuse!

12. Feeling guilty.

Drugs are bad.

13. That’s not happening!

Sorry, you blew it!

How about you?

Did you ever have a bully? Do you know what happened to them?

If so, please tell us all about it in the comments.

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A Mom’s Video About her Bullied Son Went Viral. The Internet Shows Their Support and Will Send Him To Disneyland.

Social media gets a bad rap sometimes, but sometimes it can help create some truly life-changing moments.

Take the story of young Quaden Bayles, for example. The 9-year-old boy was born with a form of Dwarfism called Achondroplasia and his mother, Yarraka Bayles, recently shared a distressing video of her unconsolable son reacting to being bullied at his school in Australia.  In it, the young boy talks about killing himself because he is so upset.

This is the impacts of bullying! I seriously don’t know what else to do! ?

Posted by Yarraka Bayles on Tuesday, February 18, 2020

The video went viral in a massive way and has touched people around the globe.

Quaden said about his story,

“The parents should make them be nicer to kids with disabilities.

If you get bullied stand up for yourself and don’t listen to what they say.”

His mother wrote in a statement,

“Quaden Bayles’ family would like to take this time firstly to thank everyone for the overwhelming show of love and support from so many people from all around the world.”

A comedian with Dwarfism named Brad Williams was so touched by the video that he set up a GoFundMe page to raise $10,000 to send Quaden to Disneyland.

As of today, he’s raised almost $275,000!

The money that isn’t spent on flying Quaden and his mother to the U.S. will be donated to anti-bullying and anti-abuse charities.

A bunch of other celebrities have stepped up to support Quaden as well on social media, including one of Australia’s most famous sons, Mr. Hugh Jackman.

Actor Jeffrey Dean Morgan of ‘The Walking Dead’ also showed his support.

Boston Celtics player Enes Kanter tweeted his love too!

And the National Rugby League Indigenous All Stars asked Quaden to lead them out onto the field for their match this weekend.

 

Don’t you love it when social media is used for good?

Keep your head up Quaden, and don’t ever let anyone out there make you feel like you don’t deserve the absolute best in life!

And kudos to all the celebrities (especially Brad Williams) who brought attention to this important story. Good work all around, humans!

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A Mom’s Video About her Bullied Son Went Viral. The Internet Shows Their Support and Will Send Him To Disneyland.

Social media gets a bad rap sometimes, but sometimes it can help create some truly life-changing moments.

Take the story of young Quaden Bayles, for example. The 9-year-old boy was born with a form of Dwarfism called Achondroplasia and his mother, Yarraka Bayles, recently shared a distressing video of her unconsolable son reacting to being bullied at his school in Australia.  In it, the young boy talks about killing himself because he is so upset.

This is the impacts of bullying! I seriously don’t know what else to do! ?

Posted by Yarraka Bayles on Tuesday, February 18, 2020

The video went viral in a massive way and has touched people around the globe.

Quaden said about his story,

“The parents should make them be nicer to kids with disabilities.

If you get bullied stand up for yourself and don’t listen to what they say.”

His mother wrote in a statement,

“Quaden Bayles’ family would like to take this time firstly to thank everyone for the overwhelming show of love and support from so many people from all around the world.”

A comedian with Dwarfism named Brad Williams was so touched by the video that he set up a GoFundMe page to raise $10,000 to send Quaden to Disneyland.

As of today, he’s raised almost $275,000!

The money that isn’t spent on flying Quaden and his mother to the U.S. will be donated to anti-bullying and anti-abuse charities.

A bunch of other celebrities have stepped up to support Quaden as well on social media, including one of Australia’s most famous sons, Mr. Hugh Jackman.

Actor Jeffrey Dean Morgan of ‘The Walking Dead’ also showed his support.

Boston Celtics player Enes Kanter tweeted his love too!

And the National Rugby League Indigenous All Stars asked Quaden to lead them out onto the field for their match this weekend.

 

Don’t you love it when social media is used for good?

Keep your head up Quaden, and don’t ever let anyone out there make you feel like you don’t deserve the absolute best in life!

And kudos to all the celebrities (especially Brad Williams) who brought attention to this important story. Good work all around, humans!

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Artist Finds Her Childhood Bully Online and Shares the Results

Many of us get picked on at a young age in school by bullies and as we grow up, we never forget their name or their face.

For those who are bullied, many of the things people have said to us stay with us as we get older and torment us for years. It’s hard to completely let go of things that had such an emotional impact on you, especially as a kid. Canadian artist Meghan Lands was bullied and tormented for years–and she has constantly tried to forget her past.

Lands told Bored Panda:

“I think many of us have been either picked on or the pick-onner at some point in our lives. Growing up is tough to begin with, and in school we have to contend with this social pecking order that’s constantly reasserting or reorganizing itself.”

Lands decided to look up her bully on Facebook, all these years later, to see what she looked like now and what she was up to. Instead of sharing what she found, she decided to showcase it through a comic strip that has since gone viral on Tumblr.

Photo Credit: Meghan Lands

Many people online could relate to Lands’ comics on a deep level. Others shared some advice.

You can see more of Lands’ work on her website and social media profiles: meghanlands.com | Instagram | tumblr | Twitter

This article was originally published by our friends at Woke Sloth.

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15 People Reveal What Their Childhood Bullies Grew Up to Be

At some point in your life, you probably had a bully. Sadly, it’s just too common of a phenomenon. I remember in 2nd grade there was this kid who’d keep trying to beat me up in the playground and always made fun of the lunches my mom packed me.

Do you remember your childhood bully? Hopefully, it wasn’t you doing the bullying – though if you were, maybe reflect a little on that and apologize? I don’t know, don’t ask me.

AskReddit users shared their personal stories of what happened to their childhood bullies. Let us know if any resonate with you.

1. Acting out

“The bully was just a kid acting out. He’s parents were struggling financially and he had around 7 little siblings. He was probably being neglected and I noticed his younger sister who was about 12 at the time was always taking care of the little ones while their parents worked. I actually bumped into him and a mutual friend years ago and I felt really bad. He lost so much weight and looked like he was definitely taking drugs – I heard a lot of rumours and it looked like it was true.

He couldn’t look at me in the eyes I felt terrible for him. His friend and him disappeared from social media so I don’t know what happened to him now but I really hope he’s okay.”

2. What a story

“Her parents divorced, then her local celebrity dad went to prison, then her mom killed herself, then her grandparents died.

Her dad got out of prison and died when she was almost out of high school. The family money was gone on the divorce, dad’s legal defense and the 2008 housing crisis so she ended up working a shitty job.

She ended up dropping out of college two years in and joining a cult run by a dentist. Supposedly found Jesus, and is still in that cult.”

3. No longer a bully

“He got his sh*t straight, and he’s working as a carpenter. Good for him!”

4. Hasn’t changed

“I didn’t get along with most of my classmates until my junior year. We were from a tiny school and were together since kindergarten. Our junior year we kind of collectively thought, “Well, that was dumb,” and started getting along. All but one are lovely people.

The one that’s not a lovely person? I know because my mom arrested him post high-school. She was booking him and asked him if he had any money to post bond. He said, “I don’t need money. I got bitches.” Sure enough some woman, married to someone else, if I remember right, came and bailed him out.

So, yeah. He hasn’t changed.”

5. The bully speaks

“Well I’m ashamed to say that I was actually a bit of a bully in school, I used to pick on a guy who was taller than I was, I can’t even remember why. One day I finally made him crack and he had had enough and left right in the middle of class to go home.

I felt so terrible I called him that night to apologize for what I did to him. Turns out, we had a lot in common, we became friends, great friends actually, and I was the best man at his wedding. Still best friends to this day.”

6. Uh oh

“He became a TSA agent.”

7. Man…

“Crashed his car in Grade 12 and died.”

8. Hmmmmm

“Most of them are nurses or work in the healthcare field. It worries me.”

9. Classy

“She sells It Works! and describes herself on Facebook as a “business owner, mom, wino.”

10. Depressing

“There was an asshole in my high school who would mercilessly bully and torture a friend of mine who was a stereotypical nerd but a fantastic artist. In our final year nearing graduation the asshole bought a really fancy car and would show off by driving dangerously around the streets. He got into an accident by hitting a semi-truck on the highway. He’s forever bound in a wheel-chair, while my friend became an animator at Pixar.”

11. Catfished!

“She ended up being caught as a catfish on the T.V. show. My old school mates had a field day with that.”

12. Top 500

“My bully who convinced everyone that I’m a nerd and that I should be bullied because I played videogames is now like top 500 in overwatch or something while I’m stuck in diamond lol.”

13. Maybe trying to make up for her past?

“She became a school guidance counselor. ? “

14. OMG

“There were many, but probably the worst of bad seeds didn’t make it much past high school. He was dicking around with a pistol at a party and when called on it said “What?! It’s not even loaded!” before putting it to his temple and pulling the trigger. Needless to say, it was loaded.”

15. Sad story

“He hanged himself in jail.”

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19 Stories That Prove Karma is a Real Bitch

They say what goes around comes around, and having grown up in the Hindu tradition, the concept of karma has always been a part of my life. I always try my best to treat others with kindness for exactly that reason.

While karma may not always happen as immediately as we’d like, it catches up to everyone eventually. Don’t believe me? Check out these 19 AskReddit users who shared these stories of terrible bullying – followed by lip-smackingly satisfying karmic revenge:

1. Quick Turnaround 

I once got punched in the pregnant stomach by my ex-fiancee (not the father of my baby). I told him that I hope he got hit by a car. Three days later I found out that he gotten hit by a truck while riding his bicycle to a friend’s house. He survived but had to have extensive surgery to correct his broken bones and save his life. He was uninsured so now he’s stuck with crippling hospital debt from being in ICU and having surgery. I did not have to wait very long for that one.

2. True Irony

There was a kid at my secondary school who used to mercilessly bully the kids in Learning Support.

Being a small school, they converted the old caretaker’s house into a safe environment for the people with learning difficulties to take certain lessons and receive support. It allowed a sorta half mainstream half specialist school environment for them.

Anyways this guy dropped out of school at 16 after 5 or so years of smoking around the back of this house and bullying the kids in LS.

3 years go by and he ends up being shot in the head by a modified air rifle. He now has some brain damage, memory and dexterity issues…and the only place he can retake GCSE’s is the same old house he spent years prowling outside to bully disabled kids.

3. No-Good Teacher

My English teacher in my 11th grade high-school English class fucked my entire life over in some strange way. She basically accused me of plagiarizing a paper in class. Honest to God I did not do it.

She called me a liar to my face, and ruined a lot of my life for a few good years. She reported the incident to the administration, and she tried to make them take legal action. But all I ended up getting was expulsion. My school took this stuff really seriously.

In the long run, it basically caused me to lose five or six scholarships that I really needed for college. I ended up having to go to community college. Nothing wrong with it, but she basically killed any chances I had at become a doctor (childhood dream, spent all of high school prepping for it.) I got most of my general stuff out of the way, and I have a great job now giving out loans at a bank. It pays well enough, but I don’t live any grand life, and I am not a doctor. On top of that most of my friends made fun of me for years about it.

One year after she accused me, her husband cheated on her. The year after I graduated, she got fired for being drunk on the job. About a month ago, the best thing ever happened. Guess who walked into the bank and asked for an extension on the loan she just recently took out to pay for her house? And guess who got the extension denied?

Needless to say, karma related or not. It was one of the highlights of my life!

4. “He should never have said no to me at all”

I was one of the least popular kids in my high school by far. I was too nerdy for even the nerds to hang out with. I spent most of my time with the outcasts.

I knew it was bad but I had a crush on a football player. (Can you blame me? What nerd didn’t?) I decided for once to take charge and do something for myself.

I asked him out.

He laughed in my face and told me I was too ugly for anyone to ever date. Called me ‘crow face’ which was a lovely nickname that caught on for a long time. Because of this, I had such awful self esteem and well into my 20s, I still couldn’t ask anyone out and even now still get to embarrassed sometimes. He ruined my self esteem completely.

After high school I began doing modeling gigs and cosplay events. I felt great and looked amazing.

Not too long after these shoots started popping up online, he messaged me on facebook telling me how gorgeous I looked and that he should have never said no to me at all.

I then got to calmly explain to him the years of self esteem issues I’d suffered from him and how I always pictured him humiliating me in front of our high school any time I wanted to ask someone out.

5. Two Decades Later

When I was about 8 and my brother was 11, he got in trouble for punching a kid in the face on the school bus (my brother claims he was defending someone else…I don’t really remember it all that clearly). My brother paid the price, was banned from the bus for a while, faced repercussions at school, and my Mom made him apologize to the kid he punched in person. A couple of months after the incident, the mother of the kid he sued my parents for mental anguish, claiming that her son now had crippling emotional problems stemming from the incident. She showed up at board meetings, tried to get my brother expelled, painted a picture of my family as shady and my brother as a delinquent and violent.

My parents ended up escaping the legal battle with a little bit of dignity intact, but feeling ostracized in our community of 90 people.

Fast forward…I’m now 27, my brother is 30. My Mom sends a newspaper clipping to him in the mail…it’s the indictment of the mom from our childhood. Come to find out, she had been embezzling money from her employer for 5 years…totaling more than $50,000. May have taken two decades, but she finally got what was meant for her.

6. “I had grown and changed so much, and he had stayed exactly the same”

A boy at school was an absolute asshole to me and my group of friends. I was raised as a fairly introverted kid, and thus gravitated to people of a like mind. He could basically smell the pacifism on us and exploited it to no end. Kicked the crap outta my friends and I every chance he got, humiliated us in front of the class, basically assigned us to the lowest social rungs for most of our schooling year. The relentless intimidation and thuggery reduced me to start hiding in my shell. I would prefer to read in the library than play or eat during lunch, lest his roaming bring us into contact again. Without a word of a lie, I read over 300 novels by the time I had finished school, and had sparked a life-long obsession with literature.

My own bio-father was a bully and violent, and it burned into me a deep-seated hatred of anyone who resorts to preying upon the weak. Daily I would fantasize about murdering him, or at least crippling him so he could know what it is like to be helpless. It is wrong, I know, but until you are in that situation, you never know. Leaving school and going to university led me to be a much more confident person, and I slowly learnt that you can be confrontational without someone being violent to you.

Fast forward to some 8 years after school. One Friday afternoon he walked into my place of business looking for something we sell, and (due to the nature of our business) revealed that since leaving school, he had been caught stealing a car, gone to juvenile prison (due to age), got busted for drug possession, more convictions etc., and been living at no fixed address. (I am in Australia, so the courts can be pretty weak and forgiving sometimes. Not that I care in this case. That he got some punishment is enough for me). We were his last chance for this particular product.

Before you judge too quickly, we had been at a fairly expensive private school, so he wasn’t exactly a down-on-his luck hobo to begin with – he had just never once stopped making bad decisions despite the opportunities given to him.

I projected an outwardly professional demeanor, (internally gladly and gleefully) and denied him service, and sent him dejectedly on his way. (I was required by policy, and had no actual authority over the choice, but it still felt good).

The best part? He didn’t recognize me. He looked at the man serving him, and only saw a man. I had grown and changed so much, and he had stayed exactly the same.

Looking back, it may be bad karma for me to take such pleasure in this. However, it gives me hope that sometimes the bad guy loses in the films AND in real life. I suffered a fucked up school/social life for 8 years because of him, and do not regret feeling some schadenfreude at his demise.

7. Facebook Friends

A guy I went to high-school with ‘friended’ me on Facebook. He was caught stealing from my house once back then, bragging about it to mutual friends (whom he thought would not tell me). After the incident we never spoke, although we had the same circle of friends, I kept my distance, he kept his.

Flash forward 20 years to now and we were ‘friends’ on Facebook. I have a pretty cool job in the music industry, good money and I travel the world. I usually add these former ‘friends’ just so they can see my life turned out pretty awesome while most of them are in our old home town working shit jobs…anyway.

He updated his status saying that he was devastated that someone stole something from his son and karma this, blah blah blah. Amongst all the posts from his friends being sorry for him, I simply wrote something like ‘Yeah, it’s really terrible when someone steals from you eh? That must really suck. Karma does have its way of evening things out though.’ I immediately started getting PMs from mutual friends congratulating me, who remembered the incident in school. He ‘un-friended’ me after that to my extreme pleasure.

8. Growth Spurt

I was a really small freshman in high school (like 5’2″) and looked like I was probably 12. I was always picked on for being the smallest. I transferred to a private school and fast forward 3 years and I go to a party with all the kids from my old school. I see one of the kids that always had it out for me because he was bigger at the time. Im now 6’1″, obviously a lot bigger than before. So he talks some shit to me and I give it back. He shoves me and without even thinking I one punch ko’d this dbag in front of about 80 people. Everyone thought I was a hero and then smoked some bowls with old friends. Great night.

9. Online Dating

This dick who used to torture me when I was in 7th grade, insisted I was ugly and should kill myself, is now on OkCupid. A few weeks ago, before I got into a relationship, he asked if we went to school together and told me I was hot. He didn’t recognize me, clearly, but it was delicious to know he’d been searching for months and no one was biting.

10. “Bullying sucks” 

I befriended a larger red headed girl when I was in grade 3 or 4. She was new to the school, everyone had their own friends and no one accepted her. I didn’t have many friends so I gladly accepted her. We became best friends. Fast forward to middle school. She was still large but got boobs and wore makeup, so she became popular. I was still a way too tall and too thin awkward girl with a lisp. Everyone made fun of me and she joined in so she could be cool. It got worse and worse until she started instigating it, would circle beat me with other girls and egg my house.

Fast forward again to high school. I filled out a bit and got better friends. About half way through grade 11 people started realizing how mean and fake she had become and turned on her. She was crying in the hall one day and I went up to her, asked if she was ok and offered my phone to her if she needed to call her mom. She transferred schools for grade 12 because she was being bullied. Funny thing is, I still feel bad for her. Bullying sucks.

11. Two Years

In 8th grade (age 13-14), this kid threw a wooden block at me, probably thinking, ‘Oh, let’s pick on the punk girl, that’ll be so hysterical!’ I blacked out for a good 10-15 seconds after it clocked me in the head. When I came to, he and his friends were all on the ground laughing at how funny this was. I ended up having to go to urgent care and not participate in gym class for a few days. His mom was on the school board and had a large role in the financial decisions of the school, so the administration was afraid to punish him and did nothing. My math teacher was this kid’s football coach and made him run extra while everyone else got to take a food/water break, but that was the only justice I got.

Fast forward two years: everyone is freaking out that this guy can’t play football for the JV team that year. He ended up spraining his back and breaking a few ribs from a drunken escapade into the woods the week before his sophomore year started, and the concussion that he sustained from this was severe enough that a second concussion could have caused serious mental damage.

Two years isn’t that long of a time, but considering there were witnesses and the kid should have been arrested and suspended at the very least, it seemed like a long time.

12. Dojo

A few years back I was the assistant manager at my karate studio. It was a slow, quiet day, when in walked Paul, my old bully from public school. I wasn’t sure at first, it had been a long time, and it was hard to tell.

I didn’t say anything. Paul was interested in joining the dojo, and I showed him around, discussed pricing, etc. I didn’t treat him any differently than I would any other potential client.

At the end of the tour, Paul decided to join our dojo. We sat down in the office and he filled out the paperwork. When he wrote his name out on the application, I knew for sure that this was, indeed, my old bully. The guy who used to torment me every single weekday. Who made me kneel in dog shit.

I still didn’t say anything until after pre-paid me for an entire year’s membership. As I walked him to the door, I smiled.

‘I’m really looking forward to training with you.’ I smiled.

‘Thanks, me too,’ Paul said.

‘You don’t recognize me, do you?’

‘No, should I?’

‘Yes. We went to school together, Grade 3 through 8. You bullied me every day, and made my life miserable. Can’t wait to see you in class.’

Paul went white, and walked out without another word. And never walked back in. He willingly threw away a year’s membership payment, almost $500, rather than have to be in the same class with me.

13. Riding the Bus

A high school bully humiliated me on the bus. I was the last stop on the bus, so there was always a lack of seats. I got on the bus and spotted one empty seat next to someone. I walked over and sat next to him.

He turned to me and said ‘I didn’t say you could sit there.’ I replied ‘There were no other seats.’ I guess he didn’t care, because he repeated his previous statement. I just ignored him.

Then he shouted at the top of his lungs ‘GET OUTTA MY SEAT!’ I was taken aback. I couldn’t believe he just shouted that on the bus at me, the situation felt surreal. I saw everyone on the bus start to look in my direction.

I froze up. I started weighing my options. I knew I couldn’t take this guy in a fight. As you should be able to tell from this situation. As I’m still pondering what to do, he shouts again ‘I SAID, GET THE OUTTA MY SEAT!’

Then before I can find a way out, he kicks me out of the seat. I stand up in the middle of the bus and I’m met with roaring laughter from all the other kids on the bus.

The bully stands up ready to fight, and I just walk away. Even if I was able to beat him in a 1 on 1 fight, I knew he was the type to come back the next day with 5 of his friends to beat you to a pulp.

I walked to the back of the bus and sat [there]. I wasn’t about to let things end like that though. So, I planned for my revenge. I started catching the city bus to school, instead of the school bus to avoid further humiliation. Things blew over eventually and everyone forgot about that incident…but I didn’t.

I waited until one day, I saw that bully on the bus with a grill lighter smoking weed. Then he took the grill lighter and smacked a guy in the face with it, and he started crying. I knew this was my chance.

I created an anonymous email address and sent an email to my school officials. I told them about the bully smoking weed on the bus and smacking that kid in the face with a grill lighter. I made sure not to say anything that could give my identity away. That way, no one would know who ‘tattled.’

The school investigated the issue and found the evidence they needed from eye witness testimonies on the bus. That bully was expelled from school and I was free to ride the bus in peace.

14. New School

When I was 8 my parents moved us out of our hometown to a place with some room, couple of fields that type of thing, not more than ten minutes out of town, but because of the district boundaries I had to switch to a new school. The new school was about 1/8 the size of my previous school and all the other kids had been going to school since grade 1 or something together (hell they could of been friends before starting school for all I know) and here is the new kid in grade 3 with them and they didn’t like me…for whatever reason. It started harmlessly enough but over the next 2 years thing escalated quickly from the random name calling, a couple of pushy shovey matches to rocks being thrown at a bus stop.

My parents had always told me fighting is not the answer and I stuck to that while keeping my mouth shut about the bullying, until my little sister got hit in the face with a rock and had her forehead cut open. Everything came out after that incident and the teachers? Didn’t do a thing. My father finally had had enough and told me the next time someone [messed] with me I was to fight back, no matter what. So that started a 2 year war with me going home at least once a week suspended for fighting with someone, I got knocked around a bit at first but quickly learned I had a natural ability for fighting. Things got worse, instead of fighting one on one it would be three or four of them. Once I got choked out from behind so bad I had bruises around my neck and I had basically lost consciousness when a parent finally saw and broke it all up. Two kids got a talking to from the cops and nothing more was done, It took actual death threats from one of the kids that was bothering me the most on my parents answering machine to have him expelled from school. Once Douchebag got expelled things calmed down.

Fast forward 3 or 4 years…we are in high school, douchebag from before basically is a burnout first year doesn’t do much, gets suspended, doesn’t show up much. I don’t touch drugs, do my homework and play sports (hockey, football, rugby). The odd time he has harassed me but nothing too major I shrug it off, I’m coming into my own in high school, good group of friends etc. To this day I don’t know what possessed him to do this but myself and a few friends were outside at a party our senior year and I am looking at my friend talking and he shouts ‘watch out’ and I instinctively try to duck and luckily bring my shoulders up a bit, caught a baseball bat to the shoulder, which jumped up and smashed me in side of the face on a glancing blow. I went down to one knee, majorly rattled but still mostly with it and turned around too find douchebag holding a bat and looking at me like ‘how are you even still conscious?’ At this point, I lose my [mind], came off the floor with a righteous upper cut that knocked him on his [butt] and then jumped on him and rained down I’m told upwards to 40-50 punches while he feebly tried to block. Finally some people who came to their sense hauled me off him.

The final result was interesting, I ended up with a very nasty bruise on the side my face and shoulder, hurt like hell. Went for X-rays nothing was broken etc. luckily. Dbag on the other hand ended up with a broken nose, lost 3 teeth, fractured jaw, and countless cuts, two HUGE black eyes, and a ruptured the blood packages on the side of his eyes. The cops never got involved and that was the last time he ever, well anyone actually, ever fucked with me in high school.

Fast forward a couple of more years(8 more like it) , last time I had heard dbag was hooked on crack, selling it and sold 5 kg to an undercover cop and is in prison for 5-10 years. Karma is GREAT.

15. They deserve each other…

My college roommate secretly slept with my boyfriend while I was at class for a year (I routinely took more than a full course load and was in math/science classes or study groups every morning). One day I walked in on them screwing when class was cancelled. Moved out. More angry at her than heartbroken. Lost most of my friends through the breakup.

Fast forward 5 years later: those 2 throw an expensive engagement party at the guy’s parents’ beach house (attended by some still-mutual friends). She caught him boning one of the waitresses for the catering company in a bathroom before the toasts. They still got married.

16. “She screwed herself”

My mom treats me worse than my younger brothers, and it eventually always bites her. My favorite is the time she saw it coming.

See, when we were teens, my brothers were always allowed to borrow my mother’s car, but I wasn’t. My grandmother even warned my mother that she would need me one day and I’d tell her no. Mom blew her off because why would she need me, and it’s not in my nature to say no.

Fast forward a few years later when I have a car and my mom gets into an accident that leaves her temporarily car-less. Mom never asked to borrow my car even though she wanted to because she knew I had every right to say no, and she admitted it and apologized because she screwed herself over not being nicer to me as a teen.

The thing is, it’s not in my nature to say no. If she had asked, I would have said yes. Her guilt was the karma.

17. CYANIDE & HAPPINESS GUY!

True story. I got bullied for roughly seven years straight daily when I was in secondary school (second level education in the UK/Ireland, taken from the ages 11-18). I had kids tell me I should die and I was emotionally destroyed by everyone who treated me like the most useless, void piece of crap. I didn’t feel like I should exist. I sat at home contemplating just ending it a lot.

I always loved art, drawing and writing. During my adolescence I retreated to the Internet. I didn’t want to go to clubs where those people were, yet could still talk to people. I started posting animated Flash cartoons and comics to other people who were like me for critique. Due to the bullying directed at me, I developed a rather sad sensibility towards life and an ability to quickly come back verbally at anyone who wanted to give me abuse. It was a defense mechanism for sure, but the tone shown through in the animations and comics that I drew. Through all that, I met friends and eventual co-workers.

I now draw a cartoon called ‘Cyanide & Happiness.’

The local papers write about me. That school held an assembly in my honor once recently (I was told this by a friend who now works there). I live overseas and Jonathan Ross comes to hang out with me at Comic-Con every year, where again pictures of us appear in the local paper. My former bullies know all about this. The particularly bad ones now either avoid me in bars now or try to be my best mate, and I walk around my home town beaming.

There was one kid in particular who would stand behind me in assembly every morning (each year – grade to Americans – was arranged into a line in the main hall) and headbutt me in the back of the head for a laugh with the others around me. The back of my head was severely bruised for months at a time, and early on it’d leave me in tears with the physical pain and lack of respect for me. I’d dread every morning. I’d hear them behind me snickering and discussing whether he should do it or not. I couldn’t turn around to stop them, because then I’d get yelled at by teachers for not paying attention to the front. I’d have my hand at the back of my head to protect myself. I’d hear him say ‘c’mon Dave, put your hand down. You’re safe.’ I’d eventually relent and he’d do it anyway. They’d laugh. I’d turn around and ask him to please not do that, because my head was in so much pain from the trauma he’d dealt it before. He said okay, whilst smirking. I’d turn around, I’d hear them snickering and he’d do it. Again. This went on for around two years. That kid is now a hardcore drug addict, and doing very poorly in life.

Feels good man.

18. Cheating Ex

This girl I was dating in college decided to break up with me, saying that she couldn’t handle a relationship at the time. 2 days later, she came running back to me in tears, talking about how she’d made a huge mistake leaving me, and blah blah blah. Me being a sucker for emotions, took her back, and tried to put it in the past.

A couple of weeks later, we have plans to go out, but she calls to cancel at the last minute because she was feeling really sick. I decided to surprise her by bringing her a nice home cooked meal of Chicken Soup and Mashed Potatoes. When I show up at her apartment, I can hear her having sex from the hallway. I pound on her door as hard as I can, and when she answers it, sure enough, she’s wrapped in a robe with her ex boyfriend naked in the living room. I leave the food, tell her to go to hell, and leave.

Fast forward a few months, and I’m at a party, and she’s there with all her friends and some new boy. Any time we were in the same room, she would grab him and start passionately trying to suck his face off to make me jealous (I knew this was her move, because she used me to do it to other guys a couple of times). Later on, her best friend comes up to me (while she’s doing her whole jealousy thing), and asks if I wanna come back to her place. We walk out together without her even noticing. Let’s just say revenge sex is the best kind of sex ?

19. “Wannabe gangster”

I’m a stout guy and I can fight, and nobody messed with me in school. I never messed with anybody else either. However, I took classes for part of the day at another school in downtown Indianapolis, and for some reason, one guy there wanted to start trouble. He and his wannabe gangster friends would mess with me, hang out by my car, etc., trying to get me to fight. I wasn’t interested in a one on five fight, or any fight really, since I was graduating in a few months.

I just ignored the guy, told him to fuck off and it wasn’t going to happen. Eventually he dropped it and tried being nice to me. Didn’t work. Anyway, a few years later, I went to the Yankee Candle store at the mall to get my mom a candle for Christmas. I’m waiting in line, and the guy working the register looks familiar. Took a few minutes to place him, then I realized who he was. When I walked up I kinda smirked, and when he took my debit card to swipe it and saw my name, the look on his face was priceless. Guess he didn’t think he’d be recognized in a different town working a job at 22 years old for $8 an hour. It was sweet.

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