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I often think about returning to my hometown and brutally attacking and torturing everyone who bullied me as a kid. I want them feel the lifelong pain they make me feel to this day. I want them to hurt as I do right now. I want them to know the damage they’ve done to me and have a hard time functioning in the world as I experience every waking moment of my life. I want them to wish they were dead…

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  • There is something defective in human DNA or genes. People abuse others constantly, from parents who “say” that they love their children but then scream at their kids that that the kids are stupid, pieces of shit, idiots who will never grow up to be anything ……..is this how you love children?
    Then there are teachers, other people in a position of trust and other students who bully and abuse at every opportunity.

    WE could have a much better world but we destroy the hope, dreams, creativity and enthusiasm of children and instead make their lives miserable. If only we ENCOURAGED and uplifted others, then we would see the benefits. Instead we threaten, beat, humiliate and denigrate others …….endlessly.

    In response there are Confessions like yours. Unfortunately the DNA or genetic damage goes even further because the bullies don’t care about how much damage they do. In fact they enjoy it. So killing them would be the only way to stop them.

    Anonymous April 14, 2019 3:29 am Reply
  • I have to go to a therapist because of the stuff I went through. I tried talking to my parents but they never could handle it. I never left so I HAVE to deal with it. This old lady from my past sums it all up perfectly. When adults in their mid twenties would beat on me when I was trying to make friends she would try to get me to brush it off. I lied and said I told my mom and she acts clueless and then says that I am responsible for what happens. Either my parents weren’t there or people would look the other way when they were responsible. It’s all because my parents didn’t have friends or close family. The more I tried to participate the harder it became because everyone was underhanded and still is and my family were a flock of black sheep. It’s frustrating when you have to play nice with childhood tormentors who did everything illegal and you never feel safe. They rub it in because they can and it makes me angry but YOU CANNOT CHANGE THE PAST. People are cruel but prison is way worse so FUCKING GET OVER IT!!!!!!!!!!

    Anonymous April 14, 2019 4:03 am Reply
  • Torture???
    You need to murder these people!!!
    Take their fucking lives!!!
    Kill every single last one of them!!!
    Destroy them all!!!

    Nah, don’t do that.
    Let go of your anger and hate.
    Honor and embrace yourself in the light.
    Live your life for today and tomorrow.
    Find peace, love, and happiness within.
    Don’t let your bullies win…

    Anonymous April 14, 2019 4:11 am Reply
  • I know EXACTLY how you feel, there are two guys from high school whom I found on Facebook (I’m 57) and I thought, man, after all these years, if I shot J and M in the back of the head with a .357 Magnum, no one would ever connect me with those murders, in fact both those guys probably forgot 1) Forcing me to suck his dick and 2) choking me from behind until I almost passed out in front of everyone. (I was 135 pounds, M was 230 pounds) But you know what…they’re fucking morons and they’ll die soon enough, and I’m happy in my life and have everything I want mostly, and ehh…life’s too short. But let’s just say if I heard one of them got cancer, I would say “Gee, that’s a shame!” In fact one girl who used to give me a hard time in high school did get cancer and die and I thought “Ha! Hope it was fucking painful!”

    Anonymous April 14, 2019 2:06 pm Reply
    • I am sorry

      Anonymous April 14, 2019 8:16 pm Reply
  • When I became a Los Angeles Police Officer I killed both of my childhood bullies. They were a pair of gangbangers and thankfully my partner was a racist piece of shit and he backed me up, so it was considered a clean killing by internal affairs who investigated me for a year and a half. I haven’t had an incident since and I feel no guilt for what I’ve done. I became a cop specifically so I can kill those two fuckers for making my life miserable and I would do it again if given the chance.

    Anonymous April 15, 2019 6:58 pm Reply

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