Didn't need to mention this since it's so obvious.
On that note, I never expected to get probably one of the most savage personal beatings ever (the worst attack on me my entire life) via online bullying at a more adult level of intensity back during the early social media days (also during my nomadic internet days); and furthermore, survive it in a manner that has vindicated a monstrous chunk my past (probably an entire lifetime's worth); gaining a crapload of confidence back for a lifetime's worth of bullying. Essentially, I never expected to visit Hell in my eternal lifetime, wrongly accused, naturally, and come out with my inner demons' heads as a wall mount, and their bones as a coat rack.
I never expected I would come up with so many bullying counter-attacks/counter-measures in that very moment that can really hurt the pride of attackers so effectively. I don't think they ever expected a victim/target to actually begin to outwit them. I also don't think they ever expected a victim/target to actually get bored of their attacks (I was not just saying, I really DID get bored of their attacks; I never expected to get bored of them either, especially while I was legitimately scared for my life), and actually have to egg them on to keep myself motivated to hang around longer for more attacks (and utterly confused the hell out of them). I also don't think they ever expected to face a masochist (kudos to bullying in general, and especially their attacks) that has taken some of their worst/most violent attacks so well, they were fully convinced their victim/target was trolling them (which ended up becoming fact; I just starting messing with their heads once I had the reigns over the situation); they had to ask if I was a troll, and I admitted I was so (thread immediately died since, and I wasted their all their time and effort to ruin a life). To this day, they still couldn't tell what the hell they were messing with, and never want to mention it ever again. Even the OP, after telling me they wanted to be popular by striking me and they weren't proud of doing it (bullshit), attempted to bring it back to light at least a year after the events and my disappearance, and just as quickly had his passing mention shot down by other members immediately because they still didn't know who they were messing with, and didn't want to reawaken me (They knew I was (not really) keeping my eye on them like a violent stalker).
I never expected I can become the very monster that has been attacking me my whole life (a bully) which I was starting to fight then ("He who fights monsters..."), but be able to use such a form to also put them in their place (as well as be able to spot bullying when I see it where the next generation is concerned; everyone is fair game here, and I am familiar with how girls can take severe advantage of the "Boys can't hit girls" rule. I'm not buying into that lie when I see those I have to watch get into fights. I am a just judge, and almost nothing gets past me.), and revert back to normal when there's no longer a threat.
I never expected to actually somewhat want to thank everyone involved in the assault (actual supporters and, oddly enough, the very attackers themselves; neophytes to elite hackers) for getting me out of this hide of a cocoon that my true self was trapped inside. Since I experienced some of the worst things I ever feared, even spiders are eventually just a bother, and I am an arachnophobe. I actually worry less about being rejected by women because I already experienced the worst thing they can do to me (if they ever become that heartless); I'm always up for round 2. Bring it on.
Despite my family getting caught in the crossfire (by the will of a few truly cowardly attackers (you don't resort to this unless you're lacking so much confidence in your ability to ruin someone, you have to attack their family to thoroughly destroy them); those monsters), I never expected to be able to prove my loyalty, and divert a ton of potentially family-breaking attacks back towards me, and remind the attackers who their real target was (me, and exclusively me; not my siblings, parents, or relatives), and to not attack them, but keep striking me instead; effectively calling them out for the cowards they really were (which turned the tides for the entire attack), concentrating their attacks furthermore, and intensifying it overall even more. Surprisingly, with supporters starting to pop in and help after I called the attackers out.
Despite the attack coming to light at all (took them 2 weeks since the actual event for them to finally notice it; it took my oldest brother who apparently monitored my activity almost regularly); I never expected my family to have taken the assault on me, and a few mentions of their names and pictures of them as fodder, along with the conspiracy to ruin them in proxy as well, to be thorough (until I stopped it from happening with my call-out, as mentioned above), so well. I never expected to have diffused it so effectively if it took that long for them to notice, and not get the usual assault tactics at all (phone flooding, DDoS, equal-opportunity takedown (same level of abuse as the attack on me, minus their ability to respond, like I had), email hacking and mockey, social media hacking and defacing (Myspace/Facebook account abuse), the list goes on.); moreso, successfully protecting their prospects, livelihoods, and etc. from the before-/during/after-effects of such a strike. To this day, I never expected the attack to not affect their lives negatively at all. Just as well, I never expected to admit one or two of said initial attacks (on myself as well as siblings) to actually make a good point; and for me to re-purpose some attacks as a means of fixing a few things I even had to admit were a little off. (Free therapy)
Even after the attack got killed (never expected to kill it in 2 hours after it started; and it was apparently top-rate popular), I didn't expect to have a rather short-lived mini-fanclub to exist after the event (some friend requests even came since the thread got killed by me, and some of my other leaked accounts had messages from other members stating that despite being fans of witnessing such savage beatings, they did whatever they could to de-comission the thread, and some actually gave up of the attack board (or even boycotted them) outright because of me (after all, I was a true innocent that was decided to be struck for the lulz)).
I never expected that I would be able to come back into society after (mostly averting) such vicious attacks, and come out with enough confidence in myself to be able to control my life with pretty much nothing but willpower.
I never expected that after such torment, I would ever find a society I would blend in with so well. These very forums.
I never expected to retell probably one of the most legitimately terrifying events in my life (which can also explain a crap-ton of my new-found bravery these days), which incidentally also became one of my most crowning moments of awesome. I'll still never return to that forum. They had a bad streak, and were plummeting. I figured I have laid low for long enough I can finally tell this story.
Fixed grammatical errors.
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