I've been on the receiving end of terror and bullying. It motivated me to murder, though I couldn't get a gun at the time. I've also been the bully, but only because my own terror drove me to terrorize others so they could feel as helpless as I did. Now that that part of my life is behind me, I can honestly regret my choices with heartfelt remorse, and forgive the ones who tormented me, if I myself wish to be forgiven. But it almost seems as if those who do these things are losing all sense of conscience and decency, and have little remorse and it's becoming easier to be hard hearted these days. I delight in your sensitive outlook to this foolish and needless past time. Thanks for sharing.
∑ī~`∑≠ĽGarapanę≠∑ī~`∑ "Look! Crumbs on his jacketses... Heeee took it!"