Let me take you back a little bit to explain this:
I already had the guy as a "friend" on Facebook, cause as I've mentioned in the past save for a few people in my life, most haven't shown themselves to be so bad to me--in retrospect--that they wouldn't be added. Compared to some people I met in life later on, most of them just seemed as threating as a lame April Fools Joke...albeit poorly executed.
The way I see it is: I'm not hanging out with them tomorrow or anything, they're just people I used to know, and I added 'em on Facebook; that's all.
A few either removed me or won't even add me, and that's their choice, whatever...I really don't care; but I'll actually tell you something funny about this situation shortly; it's not the main point.
Recently, a former bully posted some status information about something going down in the town I grew up in( not my hometown( where I lived the first year of my life, and I still love), the town I grew up in. I asked him--I kid you not--"what's all the hub-bub going down in (town name being withheld)?", to which I never received a response; but to be fair, I wasn't all that bothered by it; just a thing I thought I'd chime in, and see what was up.
Well, two nights ago, I got home from work and had thrown some of our website stock on eBay as it looked like it was doing really well, and was having a really nice discussion with my room-mate/partner.
Just as my room-mate was going to bed, I received a Facebook chat/IM via AIM....it was from the former bully.
He told me he didn't want to seem like he was ignoring me, in the process telling me that there were just certain things he didn't want to go into detail with where everyone could see it. And no, this had nothing to do with me; just some really bad $#!+ going down in the town, and much of the information was something that he didn't feel comfortable announcing where the world could see it; I'd already sort of had some idea, but he told me just how bad it had gotten. Again, he told me he didn't want me to think that he was ignoring what I'd said.
It was at that point I told him that I'd actually mostly forgotten that post--hadn't really thought about it--but I did appreciate his willingness to acknowledge me whereas most of my former classmates do not.
I started asking him about his life and things like that, and we started talking about how much things had changed for both of us. He sounded like he'd really grown up...and told me--having a part time job in a nightclub being a bouncer, he's had to deal with people of all walks of life, many of whom treat him the same way he treated me and others-- & he realized he'd been a total douchebag when he was younger, and he really regretted it.
To come out and admit something like that is not easy for many people...only a few former classmates have been willing to do so. After a bit of a chat, I decided to let him in on my being diagnosed with mild Autism, and I said "so if you ever wondered anything, that should answer pretty much everything".
Pretty much right there and then he told me he was so sorry for how he treated me; he felt terrible about it, and that he's sure he didn't make my life any easier than anyone else did.
Like I said....to come out and willingly admit to being wrong like that...it takes a lot of balls to do that. Most people don't have it in them.
Unfortunately, as we were talking, I got knocked off the internet for a while, but when I came back on, I sent him a message on Facebook....I told him I held nothing against him for it, and I appreciate his words, and I was proud of him for dealing with his past. I told him he had my respect for it--and I assure you, that isn't easily acquired.
He also told me that he reads my posts all the time on Facebook, and that he might want to direct his brother to my website, as his bro loves toys.
Am I gonna suddenly bring the guy in my circle? Probably not likely, but I may hit him up again here and there about various things. I was really impressed with the whole exchange...seriously. Again, I wasn't even looking for an apology or anything--he came to me!
What I find most interesting though is it seems to be the really bad ones that have been "dealt" the blade of life, and have had to deal with who they are; most of the a**holes who "cheered them on" are still the petty little f*ckers they always were; I find that so fascinating. But it likely explains to me why I still despise the majority.
Nonetheless, it was a very amazing experience.