I was a scrawny kid which made me a natural victim of bullies. Unlike you, I didn’t spend the rest of my life whining about it.
Get over it and you’ll live longer.
I was a scrawny kid too. I was also the fastest runner and best wrestler in my neighborhood. That is why it took 9 girls to attack and rob me. I have not spent the rest of my life whining about it, it just really pixxes me off when people seem to condone it. I have also raised to strong sons who react the same. One son beat the shxx out of someone who raped a friend at a party, unfortunately he chose to do this in the school yard. After he spoke with the police one whispered to him, “For heavens sake next time wait until he is off school property.” My other son has been fighting in Iraq and Afghanistan with Special Forces. I suspect that neither noticed I did much whiting.