"Well does revenge as a child count? When I was 11 there were two bullies who would mess with me all the time. They were a couple years older. This heavyset kid named Frank and his taller and meaner friend...I forget his name.
One day I was out riding my bike at a park. They had stopped me--one was holding up the front of my bike, while Frank was hitting me, trying to knock me off the bike.
At that exact instant my brother (6'4" 220lbs) was driving by. He quickly stopped the car and ran over.
He picked both of them up by their shirt collars, one in each hand, holding them each about a foot off the ground.
He said something like "You mess with my brother again and I'll bash both your $%$@% heads together, got it?"
He dropped them both. They fell, then quickly got up and ran away.
They never bothered me again.
At that moment I felt that, yes, there is justice in the world."
"Not my bully, but my best friend's. Kinda kept in touch with the entire high school class through Facebook once it came out. This asshat asks if he can use me as a reference because we got similar degrees and ended up in the second field.
Adult him seems like a sham. It's all fake. My high school best friend moved to Europe because of this guy. He can't change that much. So I agree to meet him for drinks and see if he changed. 10 minutes into the meetup and he's telling me about cheating on his wife with girls right out of high school.
So, of course, I said yes. Only had 3 calls I guess before he caught on, but I made sure I told the truth. :)"
"My best revenge was to just keep on being myself. This girl in high school would criticize me on everything, call me names and pick up fights with me for no reason. She eventually got kicked out of school.
We met when we were in our early 20's. She started off nicely with the usual "how are you? What's been happening?" Turns out she hadn't even changed a little bit "oh yeah? Want to be a teacher? You'll probably make a miserable one! I wouldn't send me kids to your school! Ever!" That's when I realized that I was just so over her and her bullying and that there was just no hope for her to realize what she did was wrong. It gave me some sort of satisfaction...."
"I have tourette's syndrome and was bullied relentlessly in early grade school. One day in the winter I had had enough, so I threw a jagged block of ice at my bully's face. Knocked some teeth out and he needed stitches. I almost got expelled. Worth it."
"I had my bullies approach me on Bonfire Night when I was about 17. They came and said how sorry they were that they made school horrible for me etc. I told them to go f*ck themselves. I persevered and became quite popular in school while they faded into obscurity for being d*cks."
"I worked as a newscast director for my local TV station a few years back. Part of the job was making show graphics (maps, full screens, OTS [over the shoulders], etc.) for each newscast, including for the local Crimestoppers segment. I prepped the mugshots of no less than three people who gave me shit in school for air during my tenure there. That always managed to put a smile on my face."
"So I have a friend who sometimes "catches up" with my high school bully and gets his new number. My friend gives me his number and then I spend the afternoon signing him up for gay dating sights and some weird craigslist shit. I'm told he has had to change numbers about 20-30 times in the last 3 years."
"Not me, but my 9 year old daughter has to deal with this girl in her class that is a bully to everyone, though she is especially mean to my daughter. Luckily most of the time, the kids all have her back (and she theirs). The teachers are aware of her issues and try their best, but she's sneaky.
My daughter is Type 1 diabetic, and this girl likes to tease her. She does lots of things, but is really mean about it. She told her that her feet will get chopped off (due to beetus) and other horrible things. One day, she was waving a big chocolate chip cookie in her face, telling her how she can't eat stuff like that because she's a freak.
My daughter had enough. She got up and slapped the girl across the face, and the cookie went flying too. She yelled "Leave me alone!" The whole lunch room went silent, the girl ran to tell the teacher, and the kids cheered.
She came home and told us because she felt badly about it. The girl told the teacher, crying of course, but several students also told the whole story. The teacher told my kid matter-of-factly, "don't do that anymore", and yelled at the girl and made her stay in from recess.
Since then, this girl gives my daughter a wide berth.
I do not condone this behavior, but damn it was hard to keep a straight face when we were telling her that it was the wrong way to resolve things."
"A kid that bullied me in high school(he actually gave me a black eye once and got suspended for it) messaged me on Facebook apologizing for everything he did to me back then. I told him it's ok you were just young and didn't know better.
I eventually got a drink with him one day to see what he was up to and he broke down on me. Started talking to me about his alcohol problems and how he was self destructive. He was getting kicked out of his moms place and had no job. Me being the sap I am offered him a job at the restaurant I was managing at the time. This was about 2 years ago
Fast forward to 3 months ago he is now a kitchen manager at the same restaurant and he asks me if I'd like to get a drink with him.
Dude bought me and my girlfriend a ticket to Colorado and told me he will never be able to pay me back for how much I helped him but he is at least in the position where he can try.
"I was pretty fat as youngster but people still found me attractive, this bothered my bully SO much that any time she could she would bully me about my weight ex. "Oh I love those jeans! How do you find them in your size?", taking sneak pictures of me in class and putting them online, or forcing me to kiss another girl at her sleepover then telling everyone I was a lesbian, It was great. Fast forward ten years, I'm starting a career I love, lost a substantial amount of weight and am living far away from my small town upbringing. I go home to visit my mother and who do I see walking around the grocery store, hair thrown up in a ratty headband, extra ~30 pounds on her hips and looking like a complete mess? I knew I could ruin her right there but I didn't, I simply put a big smile on my face and said "wow, motherhood looks great on you!!!". The fact that she had to trick someone into getting her pregnant after a drunken night at the local watering hole and now has four step kids before 25 makes me realize that her bitterness and hateful attitude has served her more revenge than I ever could."
"I graduated from high school in the '80's. I had grown up poor but when my mom remarried, she married a guy who did well for himself so when we moved into his house, I was a poor kid suddenly going to a school full of rich kids. One of them in particular was a girl who was really stuck up and such a bitch. She had a very imperious attitude and generous parents while my mom, there was no way she was going to allow us to behave that way.
About 6 years after high school graduation I'd dropped out of college, was living on my own in a tiny apartment and working as a waitress. Of all people to show up at the restaurant and be seated in my section. I asked a couple of waitresses to take the table but they were busy. Finally I realized what I would do. I would take on the role of my life. Win an Academy Award. I went to the table and pretended I'd never met her before in my life.
She kept insisting I must remember her, right? She kept saying her name and I nailed the performance. "I'm so sorry, I just don't...no...I, uh...I'm trying. I believe you, yes, I went to that school but I am SO sorry, I don't remember you" and so on.
She was flabbergasted. I kept overhearing her say to the people she was with "I can't believe she doesn't remember me."
That day I learned that to be forgotten is, for some, the ultimate slap in the face."
"A kid that bullied me in high school ended up addicted to crack or meth, not sure which. I saw him 10 years later as I was leaving a drive through and yelled his last name. He turned and I saw the scratch marks on his face and a big burn type gash in the middle of his lip. I asked him what had happened and he told me he got kicked out of his home. Instead of laughing at him or belittling him, I handed him the bag of food I just bought for myself as well as my cigarettes. He almost cried because according to him "never in a million years would I have thought that after all the shit I put you through, that you'd help". I told him we were stupid kids and shit happens. I visited him once a week and just talked with him and kept telling him to get off the drugs. I moved away a short time after that so I didn't know what had happened to him.
One day, I got a friend request from him on facebook, he kicked the drug habit and was working as a barista for one of those corner coffee shops. He is now married and living a life worth living.
At the end of the day, no matter how much grief he put me through, he was his own worst enemy and anything I could've done to him or said to him was nothing compared to what he did to himself. I'm glad he's better and living a better life."
"I have not taken revenge at all, I have moved away and left it behind as much as I could. Now I just watch him waste his life from afar with a content smile and see how not having education is kicking his ass, he is losing friends and eventually will end up alone. Not that my life is so amazing, but I am doing better than him."
"I was bullied for a lot of things, primarily for being overweight and being nerdy. A lot of my bullies are now also fat, or have noticeably put on weight, while I've started losing. One of them is a drug addict....One is in an on-going custody battle and his ex's family are rather...violent. Others just made bad moral choices, such as becoming a gold-digger, drinking regularly, or just continuing to harbour ill feelings against me."