and i don't feel bad......

i spent years dealing with a mental disorder, in and out of hospital, medication and remedication over and over until a good cocktail was found. i'm doing really well and have been for the past 2 years. when i was last in hospital a little over 2 years ago, a scrawny, putrid, degenerate of a human being that i used to work with came up to me in the corridor. he asked me how i was doing, small talk, and pushed me against a wall and tried to feel me up. i pushed him off, laughed uncomfortably and walked away.
i saw this waste at the mall today, nasty combover, bad teeth and all. He stopped to ask me how I was doing. He had his daughter about 5 years old, I said fine and" Hi What a cute little girl" to his daughter and walked past him. He turned around and asked what I was up to trying to make conversation. I said "not much" as I walked away without looking at him. Now he knows exactly what i think of him. He's a loser and it's not my problem. My life is good. That cute little girl saved him a punch in the face. Not because I'm crazy but because it's what he really deserved. B******.

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  • ^^op here. i actually thought about that after the fact. weak and immoral ya know.....nobody saved me either

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