I Was A School Bully. Here's Why I Terrorized My Classmates.

The author, second from left, at age 13. I have spent the better part of 40 years “forgetting” those days ― the people I have hurt, the damage I’ve done and the trauma I’ve caused. I knew full well what being gay meant ― it’s hard to grow up in a small town full of machismo and testosterone and not know what being gay meant. I knew full well what being gay meant ― it’s hard to grow up in a small town full of machismo and testosterone and not know what being gay meant.” My decision to “not be gay” began that day. Why do we accept the adage that “boys will be boys” and that those being bullied need to “grow a thicker skin” when we know better?