When I was at school I was tiny for my age and I got picked on a lot. One day, I was being bullied so much I was in tears, and then this older teenager appeared and saved me from them. We became friends after that. Nobody bullied me again when I was friends with him.Picture this: for American readers, imagine a "Jock" except a little more "gangsta". He had gold rings on multiple fingers and gold ear hoops. I remember feeling mesmerised by the juxtaposition of his "mean" look combined with what he did. I lost contact with him ages ago, but I try my best to be like him to this day, to be a good person and to stand up for others.Wish I could go back to those times sometimes.
>>23790804Yes. I remember every single person that stood up for me in HS and in the workplace and I will help them out any day if they asked me for help. These days I'll stand up for stuff that aligns with my values >in b4 hurr hurr normie!Then so be it. I wish I stood up for more people back in HS.
