I got shitkicked like this at home, bad father, knocked one of my teeth out in a sucker punch. Not a drunk, not army. Just a scummy, lazy fucking shithead father. Why do you think I'm here?
I got taunted a lot in high school because my temper would not let me let things go. I learned to obsess about people, hate people for every minor injustice. I was fat, and awkward. I wasn't obese, but I was strongfat and didn't have the know how to lose the extra weight. Lifted weights and did cardio every single day, and ate like shit.
Anyways, one day I got sick of being taunted and hurled eggs at the hockey jock who gave me the most shit. Dude had never thrown a punch at me, maybe bumped into my shoulder once, and I laid into him. Covered him in eggs in front of his friends, struggled on my porch and then bashed him on the back with a skateboard. Amazing, catharsis right?
Nope. In the middle of this fight, basically the one attempt I made to break out of my own fearfulness, my asshole father burst out the front door (I lived near the school) and the kid I was fighting ran like the dickens. If I had doubts about this kid's abilities as an athlete as he failed to dodge eggs, you'd believe it seeing him run away from my dad.
So instead of just having a fight and being done with it, my father sits me down to analyze things. I am hysterically upset, hormonal, and I hate him. He contacts the school, makes a big hubbub about what happened. Because of that nasty phone call and the fact that I was an angry shithead with the principal about it, I got thrown in the co-op program. Dude I fought probably went home and got shit from his brothers, I had to shovel and clean shit
Hollywood characterizes bullying and aggression between kids as horrific and unnatural, but it is the adults in these kids lives who are really fucking up. Boo hoo hoo, this was over a decade ago.
Anyway thanks for reading, have a lovely day.