No idea, I am not concerned with their lives.

He got brain cancer and died.

My mom was horrified when I was happy about it. I told her the person I was before him would not have been happy, but he destroyed that person.

If I weren’t agnostic, I’d say I hope he rots in hell. As it is, I’m just glad the world has lost another piece of shit.

Don’t know, don’t care.

I haven’t talked to anyone from my school days since the second I got out so 乁⁠༼⁠☯⁠‿⁠☯⁠✿⁠༽⁠ㄏ

I didn’t have a bully in high school, but my middle school bully is serving a life sentence with no possibility of parole - he broke into an old woman’s house, raped her, murdered her, robbed her house, and got caught because he used her credit cards at the mall.

He’s still my father …

How the hell am I supposed to know?

Dunno. I’ve been pretty selective about who I keep in contact with.

I hope their life is going well, though. I generally hope everyone’s life is going well.

Those I do know about I heard about through the grapevine or stumbled onto their Facebook profile.

One is a single mother still dressing like a bar star circa 2006 and has kids from like three different dudes. I hope she dies miserable and alone.

Another one joined the military after high school and came out as gay after she left boot. I ran into her once after and she seemed happier. I never took her bullying as seriously as I did the others because it was obvious to me even then that she was dealing with some identity shit. The late 90s wasn’t exactly a friendly time for queer folk and her friends were the small-minded dipshits whose every other word was the F slur or calling something or someone gay in a pejorative sense.

Everyone else ended up dead, a junkie or methhead, or leading lives of mediocrity after peaking in high school. I had one guy try to bully me again at a bar when we were in our 30s. I laughed in his face and told him I wasn’t a timid 14 year old anymore and that I’d happily beat the fuck out of him if he wants to step outside. Dude got real quiet before mumbling about having to work in the morning and left. Bullies will always be cowards at heart.

Idk if she was my bully necessarily, but the interactions with that group of people fucked with me. Anyway, she became a therapist which I thought was absolutely fucking wild. I wonder if she ever thinks about the way she acted as a teen.

I didn’t really have a high school bully, but I did have an elementary school bully. I knew he would end up in prison when we were both five years old.

He did, for manslaughter, at 19.

I met him at a train station. He was a junkie, did not recognize me, and begged for money.

which one? I joke. Had sorta a grade school bully but not really high school. I mean there were jerks. Who keeps track of this kind of thing??? I don’t even keep up with my high school friends unfortunately. I would have to really work to find people I did not like.

I didn’t really have a bully, but no one really liked me all that much. A combination of not being likable (home problems), neurodivergent, and a minority.

I looked up one of the guys that was a jerk and apparently he’s a cop now. That tracks. The rest I really don’t remember and honestly I just don’t care that much.

He’s in jail, last I checked. He had anger management issues and serious problems at home. For whatever reason, he took his problems out on me and others. He actually went into the women’s restroom and physically attacked me.

In my last year of high school in 1999, the police asked him to step out of the classroom and into the hallway to “talk.” There was loud voices, then the sound of a scuffle, shouting, and we could see then police had tackled him to the ground.

I don’t exactly know what shit he was dealing with at home, but I heard it was bad. Still, that’s no excuse for his behavior towards others.