Thread:TkaiaWolf/@comment-24403485-20121108141133/@comment-5427236-20121115002618

I had to learn really early on not to let people bully me. In elementary school, I had this really good friend. We'd been best friends since kindergarten. Then, this other girl comes along, and starts hanging out with us. At first, she seems okay, but then I notice that she's nice to my friend more than me. Eventually, she starts putting me down, ordering me around, slowly turning our relationship into master and servant, and my friend knew it was going on, but didn't lift a finger to help me. So eventually I got the message. I wasn't wanted. So I left.

Now, the mean girl is just a looser wannabe popular girl and I have my best friend back. Just goes to show, huh? But it taught me to never let anyone mess with me. Ever. It usually doesn't come to violence at my school, but if it did... I'm prepared to do what it takes to get the hell out of there. My philosophy is that if they hit first, hit back to get away, and only as much as necessary. It usually works.