I once saw an old bully at my local library. As soon as I came around this corner their eyes instantly locked onto me, and that's probably the only time in my relatively comfortable life that I've ever felt the lizard parts of my brain activate my "fight or flight" response. Turned on my fucking heel and walked, briskly, out of the building. I can't imagine the dread of having to look at that face, everyday again.
Label: no hate