I'd have to say I am my worst enemy and bully. If people knew my mental rantings, they'd probably worry more than they do and god forbid they discover what I have planned for the semi-near future. But it's because I had hopes and dreams and they got changed beyond any repair or grasp. I know what caused it, what's been going on and how I can't change so much of it.
So yes, I am my own bully, my tormentor, my torturer, my black shadow.
Mind you, I try to fight it and this place even helps a bit, but don't get me alone with time to think. Well, and the physical pain doesn't help.