I worked with a woman for 20 years, in a very small team. Bully probably isn't the right word for her as she could be very nice to me at times but I was genuinely scared of her. She could be very intimidating and aggressive. She was a racist (said some truly vile stuff over the years), incredibly vain, jealous and nasty about anyone prettier than her. She kept me in my place for many many years. She's thankfully now left, it was only when she went that I realised just how much she affected me. Going into work each day with a horrible pit in my stomach.
I don't know why I've done it but I've just had a nose at her Facebook profile. I always knew she had a lot of friends but seeing the photos has twisted me up inside. Lots of photos of her with her 3 adult daughters, grandchildren, friends. Surrounded with love.
How can someone so nasty be so loved? I dont understand it. I'm a quiet person, I try and be kind to others, I think of people, I treat people with respect and offer support whenever I can. I have such a tiny circle of family/friends. It doesn't add up to me and it hurts. It makes me feel bitter that someone like her can treat people so badly and have no consequences. It doesn't seem fair.