WhenI was a kid in high school I was bullied relentlessly because I was quiet and shy. One day one kid was alone with me near a staircase and wouldn’t leave me alone and said something severely messed up about my mom as if to provoke me.

I grabbed and threw him down a flight of stairs. I went down kicked him in the face and threw him down another before getting into his face and threatening him to never bring my mother into any of his insecure bs. It was so out of character but it felt good. This rarely occurred but one can only take so much crap from idiots.

Over the years as I’ve gotten older, I’ve done this to many people when I’m triggered by something. I always get away with it as if they’re either embarrassed or scared but it makes me feel good despite being highly impulsive.

I only have done it to rude or guilty people but I have done it often over the years sporadically nonetheless. It took intense bullying and cruelty for me to momentarily snap for a brief moment, but it felt oh so good. I don’t regret any of it. Highly therapeutic as anyone is capable of anything.