{"id":593,"date":"2009-11-07T05:54:05","date_gmt":"2009-11-07T10:54:05","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/weeklyrob.com\/?p=593"},"modified":"2009-11-07T05:54:05","modified_gmt":"2009-11-07T10:54:05","slug":"late-night-ruminations-on-guilt","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/weeklyrob.com\/?p=593","title":{"rendered":"Late Night Ruminations on Guilt"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>When, for whatever reason, I find myself thinking about the bad old days (like high school, for example), I seem to regret all the mean things I did to other people.<\/p>\n<p>The thing is, I wasn&#8217;t mean. I wasn&#8217;t a bully. I&#8217;m one of the many guys who got picked on for years, just trying to get through the day.<\/p>\n<p>But what&#8217;s weird is that I really don&#8217;t remember any of that, except as a general feeling.<\/p>\n<p>I remember not having a lot of friends, but I can&#8217;t remember the faces of the people who bugged me, and I don&#8217;t flash back to times of humiliation or sadness. Not at all. I seem to basically have gotten over it, except that I worry that my kids might go through the same thing.<\/p>\n<p>In fact, if I think at all about seeing those people again, it&#8217;s basically so that I can say that I understand. We were kids. It&#8217;s ok.<\/p>\n<p>I think that&#8217;s because I DO remember the times when I did things that hurt other people. I remember their faces, and I can&#8217;t believe that I did and said some of the things I did and said. Not just high school, either, but college and after as well. Man, was I cruel on occasion.<\/p>\n<p>If I could go back and change things, I&#8217;d choose times when I was in the wrong. I&#8217;d try to reduce my part in the suffering of others. This isn&#8217;t altruistic in the least, because the true goal is to stop those things from making me feel guilty now.<\/p>\n<p>The irony is that, with at least one notable exception, those people probably don&#8217;t remember me any more than I remember the people who did me wrong. Ooh, I just thought of another exception. Anyway, that&#8217;s what I&#8217;d do.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>When, for whatever reason, I find myself thinking about the bad old days (like high school, for example), I seem to regret all the mean things I did to other people. The thing is, I wasn&#8217;t mean. I wasn&#8217;t a bully. I&#8217;m one of the many guys who got picked on for years, just trying [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[12],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-593","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-personal"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/weeklyrob.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/593","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/weeklyrob.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/weeklyrob.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/weeklyrob.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/weeklyrob.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=593"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/weeklyrob.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/593\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/weeklyrob.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=593"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/weeklyrob.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=593"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/weeklyrob.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=593"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}