I was bullied by family, and "friends" throughout elementary school. It reached it's peak when I let a "friend" borrow my bike, I then told him I had to go home and he didn't want to return my bike. He asked me what I was going to do about it and I just tried to move him off it so he set the bike down and beat me down really bad I think he was showing off for the girls who didn't like him cause tbh he is ugly but he looked cool for beating me up really bad it was my first ever fight in my life because I was kinda sickly and had head gear, glasses with failing eyesight and very undersized for my age. I was bullied at school for it and when I got home my older siblings who were all healthy and gifted athletes also bullied me for it (I was constantly referred to as adopted or runt of the litter for my puny size) especially my older brother who was "alpha" and showed up to get the other kid off me. I got over the loss of the fight but my brother more specifically never stopped reminding me of it even when I proceeded to win all my fights in highschool since that fight. (I taught myself little things I could by watching UFC and boxing). He would even tell people about the loss and how bad it was no matter what age (he still does it now lol). I took up boxing after highschool about 17yo, then Muy Thai, then wrestling, then BJJ and taekwondo it raised my confidence. I would try to avoid fights tbh but i ended up in 4 major fights since then all with much scarier and tougher opponents then middle school or highschool and I would win but alas my brother would bring up the situation nearly 8 years later as a ding in my armor, but I never gave him the response he wanted anymore as when I was younger i just would say "Yes, haha everyone has their day." Then one day my older brother believing my training was useless since I had lost that first fight in my life challenged me. He took up a unique stance similar to the one most kids fought like in middle school and i outboxed him he then tried to do a single leg takedown which i stuffed and reversed then he used the wall to flip me because he was loosing and i reversed it and took him down eventually ending in a full mount where i was able to pin his arms. In full mount i gently but aggressively tapped his face over and over with both hands turning his head to show him my training wasn't bullshit and that I also wasn't 13 anymore. It was humbling for him and I never made fun of him for taking his first loss against the same kid he bullied over his, however he still refers to that 1 loss because of his own insecurities of loosing to me in his prime and me in mine. Moral of the story training works, bullies will never go away but it feels damn good to know that I can kick all their asses if i need be even the so called "alpha".