Bruh Stay in your lane My life is my choice

It's been long enough infact it has been a decade since highschool ended. I am happy with who I am and it doesn't really make me question myself... It makes me sad and it also makes me laugh a bit.
Due to mental and physical health reasons; college wasn't an option for me. But, it's getting to the point now where people I knew when I was growing up have finished with college. Some of them have gotten careers in the field they studied and are living happily now. Doctors, nurses, etc. While others, in many cases being the same people who picked on me and harrased me on the day to day over my sexuality, "lesbian". Or over the way I chose to style or not style my hair or the clothing I wore... Stupid things. They are stuck working service jobs at places like walmart. They see me happily passing by, picking up groceries or enjoying my day and doing some window shopping. I feel sorry for them.... They never grew out of it. They still cat call me! Shout insults at me! Or say condescending things in conversation to me while checking me out at the store. I changed my name. So, I just pretend like I don't know them in these circumstances. Then, as I'm walking away I hear things like.... "Is she ever going to have kids"? "Is she ever going to get married"? "Is she ever going to grow up"? I can't help but think to myself.... STAY IN YOUR LANE!!! They're all bullies who had little to no respect for others and or me. Because, they're so unhappy with their lives that they want to try and bring me down to their level. It's sad that they are still stuck in high school bully mode and many were older than me! THATS SAD. It is a bit humorous though. Where has it gotten them? They are stuck at dead end jobs being pricks while I am enjoying my life. ;) Funny how the tables turn. I was the one who often sat in the corner by themselves at lunch or with various group of girls that were always changing around. A few of them I dated and they cheated on me. Or they got boyfriends and started hanging out with said boyfriend and their group of friends. Now... I may not be a hyper social butterfly. But, I have a surprisingly loving and accepting family. Good income... and modeling opportunities I'm taking on. I feel sorry for mean people like that; they will never be happy. Still, I can't help but chuckel a bit at how things ended up being. I feel bad laughing about it though. That sorta brings me to their level which is a place I don't want to be.

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internetprivacyfirst Miscellaneous July 26, 2021 at 9:14 pm 1 1