I was a very spoiled and entitled kid, and a major asshole in my pre teen years.

Only family with money on my mom's side and got fed up with family stealing from me, so I started mouthing off. Mainly on cousins and their kids that lived relatively far and would travel to come over for family events we always hosted.

Fast forward to my 20s at a family party, and one cousin corners me saying I used to bully him and it made him feel bad back then. He was standing there looking hurt, and I thought he was going to hit me or something, but then he just said childhood is weird.

I don't even remember bullying him ever , since I maybe only met him once or twice before. But I definitely knew I probably deserved a talking to.