The subject of this post is exactly what the title say.
Today I discovered that none other than Regina, the girl who tortured me and initially turned the rest of our peers against me, is now working as a psychologist.
When I initially saw her name, and that she indeed is a certified psychologist, I laughed. High enough to probably scare my neighbours.
Not only that, but I found an article she had written, about low self esteem and how it affect your sense of self worth.
I couldn’t stop sniggering.
But, even though I think the lack of self reflection is incredibly funny, a part of me is concerned.
People come to her for help and guidance. Vulnerable people. And she knows how to seek out the spot that is softest and impossible to defend and to drive the knife home. She has had a knack for it from at least the age of 8.
I know, I was there.
I sincerely hope she doesn’t use her position of power to harm anyone, like she loved to do in the past. But I wouldn’t be the least surprised if she did.
Because she is a bully. Bullies don’t change.
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