Still, he won't fuck with you any more. Hurt him and he'll leave you alone. That's s basic principle with all animals in nature. If you put up a fight, you're left alone.
Yeah, we used to fight all the time as kids, like really kick each other's asses, bruses, blood. No one ever called anyone, the teachers just started dragging us by the ears to the bathroom to clean us up, that was it. Mom or dad asks what happened, I got into a fight, that was it.
Maybe things weren't taken as seriously cuz I don't live in the US. Things were a lot different back then. Now, they're more or less like in the US, everyone just wants to take legal action... which IMO just adds further trauma to the situation. It doesn't actually solve anything. They're kids, they fight, they make up, that's the cycle.
Maybe it's also because we never had guns in schools. Even now, there hasn't been a single incident regarding fire arms in schools.
I'm not a crappy person, I'm just weird (pointed out by other fellow humans many times). Example, sometimes I make people uncomfortable by asking questions that they might not wanna give the answer to. The problem is, I actually don't see anything wrong with that, but I have made an effort over the years not to do that. Still, that's not me, that's a mask I put on so I can be more socially acceptable.
I am surrounded by people who like me, I am myself in front of them, they know how fucked up I can be. The problem is everyone else in my life that I have to put on a face to get by the day. Work is a perfect example. Like I really wanna murder (or at least hit really hard) that brainless little readhead from HR that still doesn't understand how to open up a folder (explained 20 times over), so bugs me to do it, cuz it's too much of an embarresment to tell her colleagues to do it... that sort of thing.
Not that I hate myself, I'm just weird (like positive vibes weird, but still weird), so shit doesn't always play out like I want it to... like the interviewer may have a nice rack, and her nipples may be showing cuz the AC in the room is set to "dante's hell" temp, so... I just stare at them. I don't want to, but I can't bring myself not to do it... and then the questions go by and I space out and then I'm excised from the interview.
This totally never happend, just a theoretical example š.
Jesus, they really are exactly like that, lol š. Good thing he has reddit, that's about the only thing I have left from mainstream social media š.
Still, he won't fuck with you any more. Hurt him and he'll leave you alone. That's s basic principle with all animals in nature. If you put up a fight, you're left alone.