I've gotten really really good at being unphased at other people's hate or insults. Be it on the internet, or in real life, it's easy for me to not get emotionally invested into passive aggressive comments or insults and just agree and amplify, pressure flip, or straight ignore it. I've even given advice to other people on this.

This is more or less my thoughts on the matter. https://archive.is/YUfEN

However, I guess you eventually run into some asshole who takes a sharp piece of string and slices you right in the feels. Right now life is going pretty well. I'm spinning two plates, am lifting, am improving game, am learning, am doing well in school, am improving my social life, am growing in confidence a lot, but my recent past still bugs me at times. I had a terrible time in first year university. Lived in residence, bullied by my whole floor for the entire year, didn't do so well in school, and the final salt in the wound was getting kicked out of an extracurricular group I joined at the beginning of the year, 3 weeks before the end of the year.

It's a whole 2 years later, and I see someone from that group on the bus. I try to act like I don't notice him but he starts a conversation. I try to avoid them because it brings back memories. I have a typical conversation and then he goes on to say:

"I saw insert some girl I liked who was a part of the club and a bunch of other people from club name at a party this Saturday. You still chill with them?" with a smirk on his face.

Pretty sure he knew the answer but I responded "yea if I ever see em on campus, why not, it's tough to keep in touch with everyone in university"

"Yea well they're all doing really well, it was a blast"

It's pretty obvious he's rubbing salt in the wound. I don't like to be reminded of first year. It hurts even more because: 1) obviously I wasn't invited.

2) he's right. They're all doing wonderfully. They're all in 3rd year university by now, and I was suicidal for a whole year after that so had to have a year dropped (I'm in 2nd year). If I compare myself, they're all miles ahead of me in every sense of the word. I never realized he was such a dick.

It basically ruined my entire weekend and killed me of all my energy. Probably sounding melodramatic at this point but nothing affects me this much. How do you deal with someone who brings up your past like that?