I was a bully

I want to be fair, and honest. For some time during the time I was bullied, I was totally also bullying some kids. I have two clear examples that put me in a bad light, but if I'm trying to play the victim card, I should show my whole hand.

I made fun of one of my friends in 4th and 5th grade. She was overweight and I called her a rhino and she would chase me furiously. It was one of those incidents that could go either way between flirtation and bullying. I hope I apologized.

But my other behavior doesn't tread any lines. There was another guy in one of the joint classes downstairs in Glenfair. He was in Talented and Gifted with Keith and I, but he was a weirdo. He couldn't sit down properly and would make noises throughout class. Keith and I harassed and harangued him, not to the point of suicide or anything, but definitely to the point of crying.

We were confronted about this by not only the two teachers of the joint class downstairs, but both classes of thirty. We hung our heads and had to explain ourselves and apologize. It turned out that he was autistic. It wasn't explained to us what autism what, but what bullies were and that was us.

I didn't learn about autism until years later, it must have been.

Louis C.K. has some line about waking up and feeling great and then remembering all the things you've done and having to live with yourself.

So we didn't understand that he was autistic, fine, can't blame us for that, but making a kid cry weekly is heinous.

And this isn't the worst thing I've done. We all have our dirty laundry.

Hopefully all the great things I'll do with my life will reconcile the terrible things I've done.