I used to get the everloving shit bullied out of me. My mother and my aunt mocked me constantly, hit me, and used me as an emotional punching bag. There was a little sex stuff, too, but not much.
They kept me away from other kids, and I had a hard time trying to be social as a result. So, school was just getting shit on and hit until about 8th grade when I started getting mean and fucked with kids who were weaker than me. I had been violent with other kids before, choked a male friend of mine with his hoodie, kicked a 1 year old boy in the back, stuff like that.
What really changed is my approach towards people, guys especially. Before, I would try to be nice and end up getting pissed off, now I just set out to ruin people's day, cut out the middle man. Made a couple people cry, male and female, brought a knife to school, attacked a couple people with tools, got institutionalized, drugs, showed people how to cut themselves, killed a couple animals, Nazi phase, convinced some fat Mexican boy that I was going to shoot him dead, showed people shock videos on school computers, taught everybody homophobic and racial slurs, threatened to eat my teacher's kid when she visited. She was 4, guess she was traumatized and my teacher ended up leaving the field of education about a year later.
I didn't really chill out until about 10th grade. This guy I was crushing on (even though I kicked him in the nuts a couple years back, when he had tried to hug me) saw me walk past a duck and her ducklings out in the parking lot. He was adamant that I leave these ducks alone, he threatened to fucking kill me if anything happened to them. I hadn't even planned on killing the ducks, I was just going to go buy some smokes, so I was suprised and kinda distraught that his opinion of me had sunk so low. Turns out he's into dudes, anyways.
At this point my aunt had left my life (after killing my cat, who I still miss terribly) so I wasn't getting pushed around as bad at home, I was in a good enough place to try to be a better person.
Most people at school were afraid of me, and I was always good at lying to adults, so I was able to make peace with everyone on my terms, discovered that I had a sense of humor everyone liked, ended up being popular if not romantically successful. I ended up developing a circle of friends that ended up helping me get my first job and found me a place to stay when my mother threw me out for the 3rd time. In return
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