Morally, it horrifies me that people can behave in such cruel ways. On the other hand, I was a soft pile of shit until they made me realise, no - life isn't perfect or fair. It is what you make it and even then, things don't go completely to plan. They helped me mature, grow up and learn just how strong I can and have to be in order to face the world.
Without bullies, I would let people manipulate me. Walk over me, even. I was too trusting and kind for my own good when I was younger.
But now I know that I can't believe everything someone says. That not everything they say is true or even relevant. So in a way, bullies helped me improve myself.
It's just a shame that they can bring such destruction to others.
Bullies ruined my life and my happy days are now over. No one loves me, no one respects me. They all take me for some joke or a mistake. I am tired of my life thanks to bullies. Bullies are born to create suicide. I haven't done it. Yet.
And never should, life is a precious thing not meant to be wasted. If someone's going to be dick, a bully, or any sort of idiot that looks down upon someone, then clearly they're the ones truly fucked in the head.
Those who commit suicide because of "bullying" are pathetic attention-grubbing fucktards. I live in a supe prosperous neighborhood (although my family is far from 1%er life) and "lol gais im so depresd gon kom it sooisied" is a common attention-grubbing tactic employed by these ungrateful burgouise morons.
It's more common to attempt suicide out here in the suburbs because most of the kids here have a servant to wipe their fucking ass. They really are worthless fucks and I'm rarely very much affected by their losses.
And many "bullies" are often confused and are endlessly guilt-tripped by a society that promotes sappy ass drama bullshit instead of growing a fucking spine and toughing it out. Instead of concerning oneself with the whining upper-middle class twits that off themselves for the better of humanity and punishing the vague and petty crimes of "bullies" with eternal shame, society should begin to concentrate on the theme of "what doesn't kill you makes you stronger".
In my book, only a complete shithead would kill themselves because a couple of assholes called them a few naughty names. I've been called more than a few. I'm not cutting my wrists or moaning about how nobody likes me.
I ignore it. Because dumbasses are not worth my time.
Damn, that up there is some Angelishi-ass cynicism right there.