I will never forget 1 of the high school wrestlers that used to beat me everyday on the bus. Many years later ,a scrawny, disheveled looking fellow,that looked strung out on drugs, saw me in a store where I was getting a cold drink a cracker ,back when you could still afford them at the convience store.He made eye contact with me and started crying like a newborn baby. Got on his knees literally right there in the aisle and said "please forgive me for what I did to you when we were kids" and went on and on and on just crying his eyes out.By then we had a crowd. I just said, "get up off your damn knees and stand like a mand and get over it,that was decades ago and I am grown and past it now.sure you hurt me and hurt me bad, but I am over, and you need to be to.".
I heard later he shot himself.
So the bully didn't win.