The author shares their perspective on confronting past bullies, noting how many have become victims themselves. This realization dampens their motivation for forgiveness and moving on. The author openly rejects pressures to be compassionate, asserting their right to feel anger, bitterness, and pettiness. They express a desire to stay true to these feelings rather than strive for personal growth or reconciliation, highlighting a conflicted relationship with their former bullies and their own emotional journey.
I've lived long enough to see most of my biggest bullies slip on their own banana peels. Most of them just look like someone else's victim.
The drive to one day walk past them, knowing I got better and they stayed the same, is less inviting with every day that passes.
Damn compassion bullshit. I should be allowed to stay mad and small and petty forever.
I don't want to forgive or forget. I want to be bitter and mean and completely hypocritical until I die.
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