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I was bullied in college (high school in the UK) as some of you may know as I have created a few threads on it now. My bullies were good looking guys with abysmal personalities, hardly what I’d call attractive to the opposite sex as they would be described as “toxic” if I were the one to act in the same manner and have that same personality that they did.
Yes despite this, two of my bullies had a threesome with an Indian ethnic foid in my class, who also laughed at my misery. One of those bullies regularly cheated on his girlfriend at nightclubs and parties and the other was in and out of relationships with different girls all the time. He talked about slapping girls arses and came across very sexual towards girls who would giggle along with him. They had a foursome with two other girls at a house party as well. None of these girls could detect their poor personalities simply because they were good looking.
I on the other the hand, was mocked, ridiculed, called ugly and made fun out of. I was a figure of fun to these guys. Even the girls in the class would sometimes laugh along or watch as I got emasculated in front of the entire class. Then afterwards they would talk to the bullies and play games with them, ignoring me and never asking me if I was alright.
My bullies today are in university, living successful lives as well as having healthy and active sex lives, are still in relationships, still successful with girls and likely still bullying other weak men such as myself and I’m sure that they get away with it through intimidation and embarrassing the person that they are humiliating.
I am stuck in my room, rotting. Alone. And I’m still a virgin. I’ve had no sexual success and I lack meaningful connections with others outside of my family, meaning I have no friends really. Just distant acquaintances who I hardly ever speak to let alone see as I don't leave the house anymore, partly due to my negative experiences with people.
They won and I lost in the end. The bully doesn't lose like they say he does. At least not in my case. I was the loser in the end. I did nothing wrong, nothing at all to deserve the misery that I had. Yet I’m told it’s my fault, it’s my personality that’s repulsive and I’m lied to that looks don’t matter and personality is king.
Tosh.
Yes despite this, two of my bullies had a threesome with an Indian ethnic foid in my class, who also laughed at my misery. One of those bullies regularly cheated on his girlfriend at nightclubs and parties and the other was in and out of relationships with different girls all the time. He talked about slapping girls arses and came across very sexual towards girls who would giggle along with him. They had a foursome with two other girls at a house party as well. None of these girls could detect their poor personalities simply because they were good looking.
I on the other the hand, was mocked, ridiculed, called ugly and made fun out of. I was a figure of fun to these guys. Even the girls in the class would sometimes laugh along or watch as I got emasculated in front of the entire class. Then afterwards they would talk to the bullies and play games with them, ignoring me and never asking me if I was alright.
My bullies today are in university, living successful lives as well as having healthy and active sex lives, are still in relationships, still successful with girls and likely still bullying other weak men such as myself and I’m sure that they get away with it through intimidation and embarrassing the person that they are humiliating.
I am stuck in my room, rotting. Alone. And I’m still a virgin. I’ve had no sexual success and I lack meaningful connections with others outside of my family, meaning I have no friends really. Just distant acquaintances who I hardly ever speak to let alone see as I don't leave the house anymore, partly due to my negative experiences with people.
They won and I lost in the end. The bully doesn't lose like they say he does. At least not in my case. I was the loser in the end. I did nothing wrong, nothing at all to deserve the misery that I had. Yet I’m told it’s my fault, it’s my personality that’s repulsive and I’m lied to that looks don’t matter and personality is king.
Tosh.
