AbulletAway |
04-07-2004 03:17 AM |
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Originally posted by SleazyDream
defining moment for me was about 4-5 years ago.
I have always loved animals but we had a skunk problem here and it was getting scarry for my wife to even go out to her car in the morning on her way to work. One tried to spray her one morning and missed but got the car - it stank for weeks. So one day in the backyard I saw two young skunks and I shot one with my 22. The other one ran into the bushes and about 5 mins later came out to check on his dead buddy. I shot him too. Then it hit me, and i couldn't believe I had done that. I have never picked up a gun again. We had more skunks but I trapped every one after that and released them 15 miles away. Once we got the dog the skunks never came near our land again.
That day is still with me and I'm completely disgusted with myself for my actions that day. I felt completely unworthy to be on the planet for weeks after that and still do when i think about it.
What's the worst thing you've ever done?
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Sorry sleazy. That is sad. But you learned something from it and that's a good thing. There are people who do the same thing every day and never learn a thing from it. They have not the depth or the compassion to even understand what they're doing.
I've done much worse though and though I'd never tell anyone the worst thing I've done. But, one of the many things I have done that I can talk about still haunts me.
I was 24 at the time. I had been studying Hap-Ki-Do for years but never tested for anything higher than a yellow belt because at the time in my line of work being a registered black belt was a liability.
I was at a bar with my girlfriend at the time and some other friends. I was playing some pinball game they had there. When I went back to my seat at the bar some dude was in my chair and my girlfriend was asking him to move. He was arguing with her and by the time I approached it was very heated. He stood up, slapped her and said, "I said fuck off bitch!"
I lost it. The dude was huge! Bigger than me and I'm pretty big. I hit him square in the nose and it just exploded with blood. He didn't even really budge. He started to swing on me and I dodged it, kicked his knee out and he dropped. I kept kicking him even after he fell. I was in a rage. Security grabbed me and tried to pull me off of him.
The cops were called, took a report and dude was taken to the hospital. He tried to have me arrested over the next few months and when that didn't work he sued me. As it turns out he's crippled for life and needs a Cane to walk now and will always need one. When I hit him the first time and broke his nose the pressure caused some kind of hemorrhage in one of his eyes and is partially blind in that eye now. While I was kicking him I broke several ribs.
The guy was total dickhead and as it turns out had a long record of violence. But it doesn't change the fact that I know this guy to this day is crippled and will never be the same because I lost my temper. He'll never be able to run and play with his kids if he ever has any. His life is changed forever because of me.
I've been in many fights since then, (was a bouncer for a while) and I've never lost it since then. I don't care if two dickheads want to fight or if someone wants to kick my ass. But he hit my girl, she was such a good person, a real sweetheart and I just went insane when I saw him hit her. I think about that guy all the time and it was all over a bar stool.
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