Well, where do I start with this one. Heregoes,
I've been suicidal for a long time. Hell I even tried it with a rifle. The round in the chamber misfired and I'm alive. At that moment I realized that suicide may be a quick way out, and I look back on that option often when my depression kicks in. But now I have realized that it isn't the answer to my problems. One must conquer themselves before moving on. Sure bullying may be a cause to some people wanting to commit the deed. But here's what you can do. If it's verbal abuse, tell them that it doesn't phase you. Words are words, and odds are you'll never see them again in 10 years. You're probably saying, "10 Years? Damn Saso, that's a long time to deal with this." But let me say this, 10 years will fly by. Believe me, I've been bullied and people have told me that they are just words and I'm a p***y for feeling down. I understand that words can hurt. So do actions.
I've been kicked around like a ragdoll because everything I've learned I barely ever used at that point. The entire story is,
Everyone probably knows by now I'm a Confederate. I support the Confederate States of America and I hang the Rebel Flag in my room. It's just how I was raised. I'm a Country Boy, No denying that. But a few of the bigger guys at the school had started talking s**t, and using what my friend's (who deals with bullies and people bigger than him) advice. Talk s**t back, 9 times out of 10 they won't do s**t. Well I was dead wrong. Next thing I knew, there were about 3 fists flying at my face, I was knocked to the ground, a crowd of people gathered, like a UFC Cage Match. The 3 guys just kicked me while I was down, two picked me up by the arms and the third started going for kicks and punches to everything that hurt. This went on for around fifteen minutes before the Police Officers started to break up the fight using Nightsticks and Tasers. My face was swollen to the point I looked like a puffer fish that puffed up. Minus the spikes and all. I was blood red with my own blood coming from gashes in my face, chest, arms, legs, and everything else. These guys almost killed me all because I followed advice to talk back.
But that painful experience had taught me, fight dirty. In a fight it's either win or lose. No rules. ******** everyone who says "That's not fair fighting dude." ******** them! When I finally felt up to fighting again. I was out for blood. I found the biggest of the three who was talking to his ghetto friends. I walked up to him and cracked my knuckles and pointed to the spot where we fought once before. I walked and waited for him. His three buddies came along with him because they wanted another fight to be one sided. I laughed it off and they started to talk s**t, I talked it right back. I took my Cowboy hat off and tossed it to the smallest of the 3. They attacked. I grabbed the biggest guy's wrist, twisted around and let my free forearm slam into his arm, hearing the crack and scream I knew he was out. I shattered his elbow. The smaller one charged. I assumed my fighting stance and watched as the medium sized one was tending to the biggest one. The smaller one told me I was cheating. Mind you the smallest one was as tall as me. 5'9". I waited for him to strike, he threw a punch straight for my nose, I dodged and slammed my fist into his lower stomach, the gut. He started to lean over and grab his gut in pain, I took my hands, put them on the back of his head, and slammed his head on my knee, Knocking him out cold. The Medium sized guy decided to try to fight me and win to make up for his friends. The Cops understood my situation and did nothing. I knew the cops personally and I've talked to them about help. But they did nothing, so I fought for myself. My fists were bloody, there was a blood stain on my jeans, and my Combat boot was covered in blood that had dripped down from my knee and spurted out of the kids who fought me. I stared down the medium sized guy We'll call Andre. I stared his a** down with a stare that he knew I was out to beat him to near death. Andre ignored what I was capable of and charged me, landing a good haymaker to my rib. I winced at the pain, but I didn't falter, the adrenaline was flowing and I felt little to nothing. I charged back, landing three fast punches to his face while leg sweeping him to the ground. I kneeled down beside him and trash talked him. He spat in my face so I stood up and kicked the side of his head with my boot.
Sorry for the long story, That's how it went down. I was charged with assault but the charges were dropped because there wasn't enough evidence to convict. They were scared of me. During my time there, nobody ******** with me. They knew what I was capable of. Just show these bullies what you can do. If you suffer from this, take this to heart and come to me. I know simple yet effective takedowns. I'm in the United States Army. I know more than I knew back then, but that only makes me that much more deadly. Come to me if you need help. I know what it's like. Suicide, Bullying, everything. I know what it's like. I've been the kid who nobody likes. I've been the kid everyone hated and feared. But look at me now, I'm a sane person with an amazing life with an amazing girl. Nothing can stop me! A bully may arise, hell join the Army and you're entire unit Bullys you when you get assigned. But it takes time to win their respect. In my case just showing off my 2nd Degree Black Belt in Hapkido mixed with my MP Takedowns. You will earn respect if you act. But ignoring the problem only gives them a way to have a punching bag that makes them feel better. If someone starts talking s**t and you don't, be prepared for a fight but tell them this simply, "What? Are you talking trash because mommy didn't give you enough love as a child?" That will either shut them up real quick, or just piss them off and start a verbal engagement, if it becomes the latter, ignore his comments and laugh at him/her. Sure it'll piss him/her but it will make them realize they have no power over you and you humiliated them.
I would go on, but I'm starting to get a little scatterbrained. The main idea here is, well ideas are as follows;
1. Don't engage in a fight if you know you can't fight back.
2. If you can fight back, talk trash right back. They may do something, they may not, prepare for a fight.
3. In 10 years you will never see the people again.
4. Suicide is NOT the answer.
5. COME TO ME IF YOU NEED HELP. DON'T TRY TO DEAL WITH IT YOURSELF!
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