In a time long long ago in the depths of my dark dark past. This little fucker named Sean actually tried to talk one of my friends into suicide and later tried to get in the good books of my other friends who had talents in hacking so he could get them to attack me. it was fucking hilarious when he was brought into that skype call and I got to hear him cry like a little bitch as they made his internet shut down.
I try not to hate people, but there are two people I cannot stand and I will never be able to stand. One has even tried reaching out to me, but I can't really forgive them for what they did, and trying to be friends with them has only brought up more tension.
Even though I might have stated it when I was younger or a child, I never actually hated someone. It is normal that many people have done wrong to me in the past, but it was never as bad to hate them for it. Right now there is someone I absolutely loathe for hat they have done to someone dear to me. I have successfully been a pacifist for about 8 years now, but that person is making it hard for me. What they have done is an absolute disgrace, and every time something reminds me of them I feel a burning rage boiling inside me and an uneasy feeling in my stomach. I try to avoid thinking of them because I know that by only being a better person than them already means that I win. But if that person dares to come near my loved one ever again, I will use that opportunity to most likely break their wrist.