I hate insecure cowards, which most bullies are...

Yes, most are, but here's the thing. They were once little children with pure intentions. As they grew they too have probably faced a lot of hurt and pain. We all have been traumatized to some extent, but we mustn't compare our hurts. When someone hurts me, I pray for their hope, happiness, protection and sanity. I pray they receive love and learn to self reflect. I try to veiw each and every one of us as children because deep down that's what we are. We are hurt children trying to find our way to a better life, place and where the hurt no longer exists. Life is hard, but there is so much beauty in embracing those that harm us.