Mine is also a possible outcome. I have social anxiety, and generally prefer small groups of people or being alone. But I'm perfectly happy and don't go through life complaining about my lot.
I don't even blame the kids that bullied me. I blame the system that allowed it. Whenever I complained about it, nothing happened. It just continued on. Whenever I fought back, I got in trouble. Since I respected adults, that meant I stopped fighting back. That was a mistake. I should have ignored the adults and fought back more.
Again, I'm happy with who I am and I'm a lot better adjusted than my sister, who was popular and had many friends. So don't take this as a complaint about life or that bullying ruined my life. It darkened my childhood and had lasting effects, but it didn't come anywhere close to ruining my life.