Life from a Bully’s Perspective

Change in Perspectives

“My scars vanish before I can even tend to them”

Life is hard both as a person who is bullied and a person who bullies. People may have differing opinions (like always) about this discourse on how a person who is bullied goes through more than a person who bullies, completely disregarding the circumstances that led to the bully becoming one. Anyhow, that is not the subject matter for today. Today, what we shall be discussing is how different life is as a person who is a bully.

Interviewer: “How was life before becoming a bully?”

Bully: “Life was… at the very least mundane but also not good. Getting bullied isn’t what everyone wants but to some it happens and we don’t like it. I don’t really want to discuss that part if we could avoid it.

Interviewer: “How does it feel to be a bully?”

Bully: “It’s nice to say the least. You feel powerful. You feel like you have some control in this crazy world where there is always someone above you. You feel more in control of your actions and you feel like with this power that you can trample others you can also bring about change.”

“More stronger. More powerful. More authority. I need more.”

Interviewer:  “How did you become a bully?”

Bully:  “For me the transition began in grade school when I myself was bullied for my short height and even more thinly built. “Machis ki dandi (Matchstick)” is what they used to call me. I tried very hard to make myself taller by drinking horrible protein shakes and even going as far as trying to sneak my way into a gym. When nothing worked out, I thought that rather than fighting the cause why not becomes one with it. So I started to appeal my bullies and they fell to my generosity and took it nice and gladly made me a part of their gang. Henceforth I was released from the prison of punishment and now one who bestowed punishment, albeit sometimes I went overboard.”

Interviewer:  “What’s the biggest change you have experienced after becoming a bully?”

Bully:  “Well after I became a bully, I was presented to a whole new world of things I had never experienced before. The most dangerous and disturbing would be how brutal fights can get. Like we do see all those punches and kicks in the movies and how amazingly synchronized and choreographed they are. Real fights? Not so much. They are more… umm.. wild. More raw. And each is pretty much with the similar results. The one who is stronger wins. No exceptions. Then again, if a person cheats, which they always do, even the weak can win.”

Interviewer:  “How do you think these fights can be considered helpful to you if such a positivist view exists?”

Bully:  “Uhhh… I’d say that these fights have made me stronger. By strong, I mean that I got hit so often that I got used to getting hit and becoming bruised and bleeding had become a norm for me. This all led to me healing much faster after each injury and now I heal pretty fast.”

Interviewer:  “Finally, what do your friends think about you, being a bully and all?”

Bully:  “Haha. I was waiting for such a question. In the world of a bully, I got to know one thing. If you have such a negative power guiding and ruling your life, you don’t have friends. Or even if you do, because of your conscious or unconscious actions you end up hurting them and before you even know it they aren’t your friends anymore.”

Interviewer:  “So how would you sum up your experience as a bully in a line or two?”

Bully:  “My scars vanish before I can even tend to them just like all the friends I inflicted wounds upon until I was left all alone.”

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