I went onto facebook recently and noticed a girl who tormented me for a period of time in high school posting pics which were being 'liked' by hundreds.
Now I don't mind or care what others do, I really don't. I don't really use facebook and am a bit of a luddite in terms of keeping my life off social media, but every now and again my curiousity gets the better of me and I end up going on to see if anyone has sent a message on the messenger and it's at that point I end up going on facebook.
Back at highschool in the 90's I had a group of friends, we were not the super cool ones, just went with the flow, but I was a bit of an easy target for certain things as I had a very uncool image, developed late etc. However I was a fairly happy-go-lucky spirit back then. I also had well-off parents which was a bit of an uncomfortable thing at my school and somehow word used to get around about certain things. My lack of confidence in physical looks bothered me back then (I bloomed late and now happy, so no jealousy from me on that front). This girl used to mock loudly/ be sarcastic towards me whenever she was in the vicinity, even ripped my new jacket sleeve (fastening type thing) "by accident" - that type of thing. She was a very overt bully and singled me out for her quite vicious and personal digs. Even about my background (won't go into details). I was absolutely wary of being anywhere near this girl!
Anyway I've let things go in life - women can be jealous and I like to think that karma always gets around.
However her name popped up as liking an a friends photo and I ended up clicking on her profile. It's weird - we're almost 40 but her photos are in the style of a 20 year old instagram poser with all the make up, filters, crop tops etc. And I was shocked that she actually has thousands of 'friends' - each pouting photo gets hundreds of likes.
I'm within arms reach for her to just say a simple "I'm sorry" - why can't she do that?
I have personally apologised to people I have hurt in the past, it just helped me to move on with the guilt of how I had made that person feel (in early adulthood). But I've never been so vicious to anyone as she was to me, and yet she seems to be lauded. I feel like shouting to the world what she used to be like - jealous, hateful and insecure.
I guess this was a bit of a rant. It feels so unjust. Don't get me wrong - I know people change and we all have to find our way in life. And many things happened in life since then, which some would say make this pale in comparison. But why not try to right the wrongs?