Did any of your bullies show regret?

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Did any of your bullies show regret? Excluding showing regret in front of teacher or other while still being clear that he/she/they dont regret in front of you.

If so, please care to say how he/she/they did it. And did it mean anything to you that he/she/they did show regret (if you think it was genuie)?

#Yes, showed what I think was genuine regret.

One of my early teenage bullies. He just spoke to me polietly once half a year later he had been one of the main actors in a group making fun of me in nearly all breaks (and then in a duration of most of the break). He did not say anything directly (well he said my real name for the first time), but he behaved ashamed.

Yes, it was good to see he him ashamed.

I don't think a bully would ever show regret. Bullies, by definition, get pleasure out of what they do.

I agree with Aspie1, based on my experience. I've had problems with bullies showing false regret. If someone bullies you while in a group, but not at other times, so that they may give the appearance of friendship, still do not associate with them. Their friendship is false and only allows them to use you as a laughingstock for their benefit when you join them in a group, which they will try to get you to do.

If so should you not vote "Yes, showed regret but it was clearly not genuine."?

Or there should be an option named "... but showed out to be false." Is there any way to edit polls, I dont see it?


In primary school I said racist remarks (in order to hurt him not because I believed in racial superiority or anything) to a much younger boy of african ethnicity who was a bit isolated, called a fat girl bad things and probably more that I dont remember. And yes that did in a way satisfy there and then but I did regret and felt ashamed both when I did it and afterwards. Yes I may do things even if I am ashamed of doing them.

I believe a few bullies may mature. Or outside influences/stresses on them are changed so that they no longer feel the urge to degrade others.


The boy i believed showed regret to me, did not try to make me his "friend". They all just continued leaving me alone, probably still laughed at me but that is something I can live with (I laugh at all kinds of people all the time inside me).

Most did not show any regret, one did, but it was not guenuine as they continued to do it on a regular basis.

The biggest bullies in my life have always been men I dated or boyfriends. Almost all have come back to me, even years later, to appologize and beg for forgiveness.

I had once been a person who was easily taken advantage of: trusting, beleived everything, forgiving, a strong desire to love and be loved that would make me blind to abuse. I am feeling much better now.

We'll see what happens at my next high school reunion. It might be a few years down the road.

This one girl on a wilderness field trip, tried to get me in a fight with someone else. Then we did that trust thing, where you fall backwards and everyone is supposed to catch you. I said I didn't trust anyone, of course the idiots didn't understand why. The girl apologized for trying to start the fight, I just ignored her. Then my SPED moderator asked why I wasn't forgiving her. Like I should forgive someone who's too stupid to realize that if they attempted to do what they did outside of school grounds, they'd be in police custody.

You're a good one. I will never go to any of my high school reunions. I have no desire to see any of those people. I even hate it when I run into former classmates while I'm out shopping or something.

I had one who did but only after slaming him to the ground and holding him by the neck I don't think it was genuine though. I really don't get like that much but when I do regret does tend to flow freely

The sweet part of it all is that I've reconnected with the people I got along with at school via the Internet. They are outside of the norm, like me. It's all good! As for the people who treated me crappy, they either already got what is coming to them or will learn that lesson soon enough. You can't get too far in life by treating the little people like dirt.

I can remember that when some of the kids who bullied me in sixth grade had started to outgrow it by ninth grade. Some of them were more pleasant to me then, and didn't seem to understand why I wanted nothing to do with them. Right or wrong, when someone was nasty to me to a certain level, I was through with them. I'm still a bit like that. I won't be rude, but I don't want to hear it from them.

There was never any real oppourtunity for my bullies to show regret-- I left the public school for private school. But even when I attempted suicide at age 12, they started bullying me even harder once I returned to school.

Yeah, the one that actually did apologise to me (well attempted to but clearly found it hard) was killed in a car crash this February. That made me feel crap as he was only 22 years old and he wasn't really that bad as an adult. He was just a bit immature thats all.

Not really. But I think that part of me wouldn't want them too. Or at least it wouldn't have. Now if they came back and apologized, I'd probably forgive them. Mind you a lot of it I've pretty much forgotten, or at least it's no longer important. I still wouldn't trust them though, because in my experience there aren't too many people that grow. A lot of people are monsters.

This is also not to say that I don't have something of a sense that "the world is out to get me." That is to say, there's just something about me that people don't like, and they just attack casually. Then again, I'm not exactly very social to begin with, and people seemed to be less of jerks as time went on.

I imagine I'd still probably get a fair amount of it, and if I did? I shouldn't let it bother me. I mean, I should be bigger than the small people after all.

I really hate it, but I picked on a few people too. But it was so long ago, and I don't even know their names if I ever did in the first place, so I'm probably not going to get a chance. Maybe if I become famous or something.