The guy's to be pitied, really, isn't he, Davie? It is a known thing that the best revenge is living well. You have a hobby you love and have some good mates with their heads screwed on right. Your tormentor is clearly not in a good place - alone and taking drugs. There's clearly a lot of crap going on in his head. Talking to someone at college (do you have mentors or tutors or someone else to approach for pastoral matters?) as well as making them aware of how uncomfortable he's making you might flag up that he's struggling and needs some support.
I'm feeling a bit sorry for myself, tonight. Littl'un, who at 9 1/2 isn't actually that little, does not understand that I can't pick him up, anymore (I haven't been able to for about 3 years). He tried to shin up me, earlier, when Husband finally got home. I'm not sure what came off worse - me or the storage box with a hinged lit that I landed in. The hinge is no more. I have a grazed arm, sore knee, bruised backside and even my fingertips are feeling tender! I think I might be limping to my re-scheduled eye test, tomorrow!
