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On Bullying...

Many won't want yo hear this... There's more to a violent act than we could ever completely ever understand...

Now let me lay it on the line. There still is no safe houses for kids that are bullied. No, there aren't.  

As the 1970s approached and as my being a girl, we were told girls didn't physically fight back. "...Just be quiet. And the bullies will go away..." That is a fallacy, bullies do not go away so easily. 

Bullies, they just don't go away. They demand rule over others, who ever they can incorporate into their realm to make them feel superior. And no, bullies don't all come from broken homes. Nope, they don't. 

People who are bullied usually go away. These victims hide. They are less social, even as adults. They don't all get over it. Nope. Actually, they may act and say they got over the bullying. But that is mostly not the truth.

Many of the people who bully understand what a criminal understands early. The bully understands that the kid they can get away with picking on the most, usually has practically no one to turn to. That's the truth. Not even a family member. 

The bully, bullies and gains friends and associates through fesr and manipulation. Because hey, they always smile or grin when they've done wrong. Feeling and knowing they are above the law and even many people's judgements. 

So, in lieu of the young man, we will call him "The Shooter". Who to me was a child left to.his own devices. Where his parents had no clue perhaps how much bullying went on before he decided to disrupt the flow of a political rally .

Over the years prior to him becoming "The Shooter". He'd become challenged with his feelings of not having a sense of belonging. Oh wait, we're not supposed to talk about feelings because we will thusly attract bullies and their sidekicks who fear the bully. Now, that's the truth.

This situation is not about guns, nor bad parenting. It's about desperation. It's about being in despair. "The Shooter" not having a feeling of significance. A kid who had not been given or shown a sense of belonging. I know this too well. For I was the kid who was bullied and had no one to turn to. 

I went into the Marines to make a difference. To stop the bullies of the world. But not everyone is going to make that choice. Quite a few could get through life the way I had and have.

Throughout my life I have been bullied by family which I cut my ties with, that is nearly every person I'm blood related to. I am selective with my in-laws who've treated me well.

I do not attempt to make friends. Even a former superior of mine from the Marines, who I've stayed in touch with. She has told me, she thought me to always be a loner. She was shocked I ever got married. 

After losing my husband of 36 years in marriage I know it's best for me to focus on my writing, our daughters and staying in shape, remaining alone. Because most people cannot be trusted. Most people lie, and are not loyal. My problem is I'm honest and loyal to the hilt.This may be the other side of the victim of bullying with no one to turn to. ---Jody-Lynn Reicher 

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