I’m interrupting the week of Gluttony to have myself a little rant.
Bullying. It’s a terrible terrible thing, and it’s horrible to see what it does to some of the kids.
But I was bullied in High School and I survived it.
That being said, there’s this person, and we’ll call her A. She made my life hell in High School. Unfortunately, I suffered from overweight and acne (I’m still overweight and I still get breakouts, but meh.) She ended up joining the flag corps where I was co-captain in year 10. Year 11 she was made my co-captain, and in year 12 she made Captain to my Field Commander. In those three years, she did everything she could to make my time around her absolutely miserable. She would cause the other girls in the corps to basically ignore me, she would spread rumours about me, she argued and fought with me whenever she had a chance, and in the end she also did things that would make me cry – she got into my locker down in the band room that I shared with a friend, and deposited a tube of Clearisil acne wash stuff with a note that read:
“Stacy, don’t get pissed.”
A lot of my time in high school I was quite miserable due to this person. It was bullying, plain and simple.
A few years ago, she requested to be friends with me on Facebook. It took me a long long time to consider whether or not I was going to accept her request. In the end, I did. I wanted to be the bigger person, and be the person who could ‘get over the miserable high school years’. She was one of many, I’m way more popular now on Facebook than I ever was in High School, and I think a lot of it is due to the fact that I live in Australia now. It’s pretty awesome to be able to say you have someone in Australia on your Facebook THAT YOU KNOW!
I could totally cull my friend’s list down, remove the majority of those from High School, and not even bat an eyelash at it. I know who my real friends are, and I doubt any of them would have time of day for me if I went back to Toledo, Ohio. Does it bother me? Not really, if it makes their lives better to have someone from a ‘foreign country’ on their Facebook, more power to them.
However, back to A… her kids are now reaping the benefit of her High School years, thanks to Karma. They are now being bullied. She’s mentioned it a time or two recently and today… she invited me to like an Anti-bullying page.
Request, denied. Facebook Friend, defriended. I should’ve never accepted her to begin with.
In doing that, I discovered something not very pretty about myself. I’m a true Scorpio in the fact that I can forgive. Hell, I accepted her friend request, didn’t I?
But I can’t, and won’t forget.
In the end, I really do hope her children do make it through this situation. It’s painful to have someone basically tear what little self-esteem you may have apart in your Tween and Teenaged years. I hope that they survive, and become stronger for the suffering that they may have to go through now. And I hope that she teaches them to be strong and to be good people going forward.
But, and I relish saying this…
Karma’s a fucking bitch.