Got married very young, got a crazy wife, had a bunch of kids, divorced, migrated, worked hard, became a decent person in the process and is now a grandfather. I still meet him occasionally and he’s a fun guy to be around of.
I didn’t have a bully in high school, but my middle school bully is serving a life sentence with no possibility of parole - he broke into an old woman’s house, raped her, murdered her, robbed her house, and got caught because he used her credit cards at the mall.
got caught because he used her credit cards at the mall.
what a dumbass
You are 100% correct
First of all: I cannot care less for them. One day I saw one in a crappy low budget car store, it made my day 🤷♂️😂
He got brain cancer and died.
My mom was horrified when I was happy about it. I told her the person I was before him would not have been happy, but he destroyed that person.
If I weren’t agnostic, I’d say I hope he rots in hell. As it is, I’m just glad the world has lost another piece of shit.
high five 🤚
He’s still my father …
oof
Don’t know, don’t care.
For the most part I haven’t kept track. One of them wound up getting a PhD, moving far away, and becoming a decent person. I’m also pretty sure he wouldn’t have considered himself a bully. I also probably was guilty of bullying to an extent because I wasn’t a paragon of maturity when I was young. The guy who might’ve called me a bully went on to become an accomplished author (accomplished enough that it’s his sole source of income).
In my own life, while I’m arguably less successful than either, I’ve accomplished pretty much everything that was important to me in terms of family and money, so I guess everything turned out for everyone. I could give a shit about the worst bullies, so I really have no idea about them.
Which of them?
I haven’t talked to anyone from my school days since the second I got out so 乁༼☯‿☯✿༽ㄏ
Jonas?
No idea, I am not concerned with their lives.
Same. I might be able to pick a few of mine out of the yearbook if I had to find their names somehow, but I wouldn’t know them if I saw them now.
Same here. I left my small town at 18 for the next town over, a few years later moved across the country. I have no idea what’s happened with anyone in my class since we left high school.
Bold of you to assume my class has only had one.
She became a fitness instructor who sadly died of a stroke around the time of our twenty year reunion.
darn
I met him at a train station. He was a junkie, did not recognize me, and begged for money.
Died in a car crash. Or that’s what I tell myself.
Dunno. I’ve been pretty selective about who I keep in contact with.
I hope their life is going well, though. I generally hope everyone’s life is going well.
