Ever been bullied?
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- exador10
used to get bullied a bit when i was a kid....
country school, lots of very tough kids, and..well..it was the 70's / early 80's...one kid in particular was the main source...and he bullied 'everyone'..absolute little psychopath...
pretty much everyone was afraid of the kid...
i think he made it his mission in life to absolutely terrify everyone...so it wasn't just me...
he got his kicks out of randomly scaring other children by whispering to them in class 'today's the day i kick the shit out of you'...
and then leave you wondering when and where he'd do it....
and usually he wouldn't....he'd just let the fear eat at you all day...
but every once in a while, he'd fight some kid, and pretty much destroy him...just to keep the fear in the rest of us alive i suppose....by about grade 5 or so, this was a thing you just learned to live with...
then one day, as i was walking up through the school yard, i realized i was late coming in from recess...and i looked around, and i was alone..no friends, nobody....and suddenly ...there he was...walking right beside me....
'today's the day' he said...and something in me snapped.
i figured, ..well...i guess that's it....i'm fucking dead....
but i'm not going out without making it cost him...so i grabbed him by his jacket and pushed him against the wall and was about to fight for my fucking life...
when suddenly a teacher stepped out from around the corner and told us to hurry up..we were late...
teacher had no idea what was just about to happen....i let go of his jacket and walked into school.
he NEVER bothered me again.
ever.myself and all my friends had lived in fear of this guy for fucking years...and it was all over after that one small interaction.
by about grade 6/7 he'd discovered weed and hash, and quickly became a burnout metalhead looking kind of guy...(well, we were all basically metal heads, but he was definitely high most of the time)
by highschool i only ever saw him occasionally....and it was always fairly ok by then....whatever demons had haunted his childhood had largely been quieted by all the pot.....
towards the end of highschool, he approached me and asked what i was doing after...he'd heard that myself and a few friends had been accepted into design school in toronto..and he asked if it was possible if he could move up with us...
i kind of fobbed off a quick 'uh...not sure...i'll ask the guys'...
and never spoke to him again...when i look back now, i definitely remember the fear, the anxiousness and all the other feelings....he really was a horrible kid to be in school with...
but mostly now, i just have a ton of sympathy.....i feel kind of bad for that lost little kid that thought the only way to get respect on the school yard was to beat us up...saw him last year at a mutual friends funeral...
it'd been over 25 years...and seeing him again still filled me with dread.at lunch after the funeral, a few of us got together to reminisce....and wouldn't you know....the conversation was almost completely about that guy...and how he'd bullied all of us...
it really is amazing how one fucking guy like that can shape your childhood...
and THAT would be the main reason BOTH my kids take martial arts...
:)