Bullies: Then and Now

So, I like to think that I’m a fairly good person. But there are times where I Facebook stalk people I went to High school with and I feel better when I see where they're at.

I wasn’t skinny but I wasn’t fat either in high school. I was short and kind of chubby and I preferred books over partaking in lunchtime telenovela situations. I had friends, my best friend now was my best friend in high school. And we were basically the two snippy girls that enjoyed being witty.

One time a girl came up to be in Gym class and tried to insult me.

“I think you’re a b!tch.” She said, but her voice hit a weird pitch each time she said ‘bitch’. Like it was her first time actually saying it.

“Okay, and you’re a class A c-u-nt with terribly bleached hair.” Seriously, it was like straw. When she shook her head, her hair bristled like a broom. And for the record, I was allowed to curse at home since I was 10, so my voice stayed the same octave when I called her a c-u-nt.

“How DARE you!” She screeched.

“You started it. Not my fault you came unarmed to a battle of wits.” I shrugged and rolled my eyes at my friend who giggled.

“But my comment was true, you ARE a b!tch!” Again her voice hit that weird high pitch tone when she aid ‘bitch’ and I started laughing.

Like REALLY laughing.

She had always tried to make my life hell, and sometimes succeeded. She told all the boys that I was a lesbian, which to be fair I’m bisexual so it’s kinda true but it was very rude at the time. Then she took a picture of me over a bathroom stall door and posted in on MySpace. I was on my period and I was absolutely horrified. That took awhile to come back from.

So, I had absolutely no regrets about mocking her when she would try to start a verbal fight with me.

She turned tomato red when I started laughing at her that day, she grabbed a soccer ball that her friend had in her hands, and chucked it at my head. I was quick so I deflected it with my arm and it weirdly enough bounced right back to her and hit her in the stomach.

“So, you can’t talk sh!t OR catch a ball.” I said through laughing fits. “Stick to cheers, honey.”

And we walked away.

It’s been 10 years since I graduated and I haven’t really given much thought to that cheerleader. I’m still horrified at some of the things she did to bully me but I like to think that I won in the end via my witty repartee.

But then the other day, while I was sitting on home watching The Falcon and the Winter Soldier, my phone pinged and a guy that also made my life hell started following me on Instagram. He was one that would call me fat and would pinch chubby areas of my body to show people. He also made fun of me for spending a few summers in Texas when I was a kid, he called it the “ultimate redneck state” and said I was a “dirty little southern h0e”.

Yes, I told teachers about that. No, they didn’t do anything about it.

So I was really weirded out that he started following me on social media.

But then I saw his profile picture and I started laughing.

The jerk is now living in Texas, of all places, and is so fat. Oh my god. I couldn’t stop laughing. Here was a guy that made fun of ME for being chubby when I actually wasn’t and now he's chubby and I'm boxing to stay fit.

Plus my ass looks phenomenal.

And guess who popped up on his profile under “people I might know”? The cheerleader!

Ohhhhhhhhh it was a great night for me.

I sat there sipping a glass of wine and scrolling through her Instagram page and she is now chubby and married to a guy from our graduating class that she was caught cheating with by her other boyfriend. She was always bragging about becoming a nurse and helping people, which I always found ironic because she tormented more people in high school than anyone else. She isn’t a nurse, she works for Lularoe now.

She also loved to talk about what kind of wedding she’d have. It was so annoying. She carried bridal magazines with her and would cut out pictures and paste them in a scrapbook. Oh my god I hated her so much. She would talk about how she’d get married in a grand ballroom or a castle and have flowers everywhere and “ew, nothing will be from any generic store. I’ll be wearing Vera Wang or I’ll kill myself.”

In reality, she got married in a rec center, in a long white sundress, with no bridesmaids. And she actually put in the description for that photos that her “GoFundMe” for her dream wedding was still active “even though some of you (won’t name who) think that I’m super shallow to ask for money I don’t care I deserve a real wedding and if you can’t share the wealth you’re not invited”

That is literally word for word what she wrote. I could not stop laughing.

Am I a b!tch?

Lol yes I am.

But in all honesty, I don’t see anything wrong with seeing bullies falter a bit in life.

These are two people who made life hell, not just for me but for a lot of people in and out of school. The cheerleader was suspended once for causing a fight after school a block away at a McDonald’s and she grabbed a girl by her hair and started beating her face into the ground. That poor girl had stitches on her face for weeks and was permanently scarred. That guy once stalked his ex in high school and would try to key her car when she drove to school.

So, go ahead and call me a bitch for laughing at them while sipping Merlot. I feel no remorse for mocking them with my friends.

But if you think the same way I do, let’s be friends.