Last week I ran into a bloke from my high school called Nick - for two years he made my life a living hell.

Although I've seen him since to say hello to I've not spoken to him since college when he used to make fun of me and that was over 15 years ago.

At first when I saw him I walked past and just smiled, then I decided to go back and chat.

We spoke for about 5 or 10 minutes about what we are doing now and what the last 10 years had involved.

Although nothing was mentioned of the way he used to pick on me I felt really good being able to face him as an equal and forgive him.