I feel like if I hadn’t been abused I would have become a terrible person. I was an evil child. I secretly tortured animals. I enjoyed it immensely. And I was ahead of my age group in terms of intelligence and social understandings. So I was able to get away with questionable behavior because I knew how to play it off. I had no remorse for anything I did though. But then my parent said got divorced and my mom won custody of me. And she got remarried like a year after the split. The guy seemed like he was on the up and up. He was so kind and gentle. What a joke that was. Once that ring went on my moms finger he did a compete 180. When she wasn’t around he would beat me for stepping out of line which could be as simple as forgetting to say thank you or excuse me. And he would starve me as well claiming I threw my food on the floor in some sort of protest. My mom would hardly be home because of work and obv she believed him over me because I was a kid. This went on for some time before she wised up. But it’s given me some perspective. Something happened inside of me. Something for the better. Just like the grinch, my heart grew. I understood pain and suffering. And It made me realize that I didn’t want to inflict this kind of damage unto others. It was a defining period in my life. But as they say, old habits die hard. While I wish to not harm others for no reason, I still believ those who are deserving should get what they have coming to them. And I’ve kept that darkness inside me as a tool that I could utilize should I ever need it. Well today I needed it. I got jumped as I was getting out of my car at my appartment complex. It was two guys in black ski masks, how original right? Well they got more than they bargained for today. I always keep a pipe wrench in my car that’s always within reach for just such an occasion. Imthey said they wanted my keys and my wallet. So I reached into my car to get my “wallet” both of them were hovering behind me. I took note of that as I was reaching for the wrench under the seat. I started to slowly back out of the car. And before either of them knew what was coming I turned and swung at the guy with the knife and connected with the side of his head and then I kicked the other guy in the nuts as hard as I could. He dropped while the guy with the knife was just dazed. I took that opportunity to smash the hand he was holding the knife with as hard as I could knocking it free. I then kicked him in the nuts. And then started kicking the s*** out of both of them in the ribs. I’m pretty sure I broke one of thems. I spit on both of them and told them to not f*** with me ever again. I’m now in the process of trying to find a new place to live because I don’t want any kind of retaliation. I plan to file a police report tomorrow. First I need to hide the Coke I have. Jfc today has been a shot show.
