When I was young, I was treated like shit by alot of people. Went to a private school, but I didn't come from money so everyone sort of looked down on me. Faculty included. The students were particularly brutal with the name calling and whatnot. Last pick always for whatever the game was in gym. Basically had my own lunch table. Ok, a lunch table to myself was actually pretty sweet. Regardless though... Y'know what that did? It turned me into an angry, caged animal. It instilled a sort of disregard for other human life. Haters, naysayers and non believers? I will gladly set you on fire and watch you burn all the while wearing an ear-to-ear shit eating grin. It's really no good... Sure, I come out on top sometimes. But the way I get there... predatory. Am I proud of it? Yes and no. Proud of where I'm at? Hell yeah. Proud of how I got here? Not really. Regrets? Some... but not enough to change the behavior if someone gets in my way, or begins to imply I'm a lesser form of life. Ultimately, I guess I'm just lucky all the mistreatment resulted in hatred and rage instead of depression and fear. Sith>Jedi.