I don't have a very good control of my emotions, luckily I'm so indefferent towards most things, I don't think I've ever "lost it". Wait, did I ever have "it", to begin with?
Have you ever just lost it?
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I am definitely a mild mannered person, avoid confrontation wherever possible and such but I have lost it a few times.
Once when I was at work, some guy (who annoys me all the time) was spraying me with a bottle of sanitiser liquid, I told him to stop as calmly as I could, then he threw a plastic cup and it bounced off the table in front of me and hit me square in the face, I started throwing crockery at him after that as hard as I could, bowls, plates. They were smashing all over the place, and luckily the manager never found out, and that guy stopped physically teasing me after that.
Another occasion (before the above), I was sitting on a table, and the same guy kicked the legs out from under me and broke it. I was told I tried to stab him, but all I remember is trying to punch him in the face.
I sound like some kind of monster now don't I.
Once when I was at work, some guy (who annoys me all the time) was spraying me with a bottle of sanitiser liquid, I told him to stop as calmly as I could, then he threw a plastic cup and it bounced off the table in front of me and hit me square in the face, I started throwing crockery at him after that as hard as I could, bowls, plates. They were smashing all over the place, and luckily the manager never found out, and that guy stopped physically teasing me after that.
Another occasion (before the above), I was sitting on a table, and the same guy kicked the legs out from under me and broke it. I was told I tried to stab him, but all I remember is trying to punch him in the face.
I sound like some kind of monster now don't I.
Often enough to seriously worry me. Makes me think I'm bipolar, or something. I'll be fine (mostly) then something minor will set me over the edge, making me rage and scream, then I'll calm down and feel like crap.
Holy hell...I applaud you if you kept from wetting yourself and curling up in the fetal position.Hitokiri_Gensai said:
Not too much it was actually my uncle's mastiff which is build like a big boulder of muscle so he was just scratched.CardinalPiggles said:
I remember during my apartment stay on my 3rd year in college a couple of guys decided to host a small party with 10 or so people in the small living room. Right about now it was 1 in the morning, you're not supposed to have parties, nor are you supposed to be staying up this late on a Sunday night. Already this apartment was in serious jeopardy. This was about the 4th party that happened within 8 days or so at the beginning of the 1st semester. Not only were these guys acting like this was a frat-house drinking, they kept on repeating the same god awful honky-tonk country music over and over and over at a terribly loud volume. At about the 3rd time that song repeated, I finally let it all out: "Hey! HEY!! That music is WAY too f**ing loud! People are trying to sleep here!" And then as I walk back to my room I hear the music go away, and I also hear a drunken college-jock voice say "I have no idea who that was."
Good news was, there were no parties since then. Check and MATE!
I don't normally yell at people unless I get really pushed to the limit. I try to ease myself if I ever have discomfort; I try to show it to make sure the other people are aware of the fact that I don't like what they're doing to me.
Good news was, there were no parties since then. Check and MATE!
I don't normally yell at people unless I get really pushed to the limit. I try to ease myself if I ever have discomfort; I try to show it to make sure the other people are aware of the fact that I don't like what they're doing to me.
Ah, I, obviously, don't know much about guns. I know you use hollowpoints when you're interested in killing, and never aim at anything you don't intend to shoot. I guess they no longer teach some basic don't-be-a-retard-with-a-gun rules anymore...Hitokiri_Gensai said:
A friend of a friend threw my sister's cat in a swimming pool and called her c-word at a party I was holding. I kind of liked the guy and knew he was really drunk so I tried to get him to appologize and agree to go to bed. He wouldn't so I kind of lost it and I'm not proud to say I hit him quite a few times before kicking him out of the party, which is the thing I should have just immediately done.
Haha, you sound just like me. Though I can be easily irritated but it also takes a bit to cross my threshold before I completely lose it and because I tend to be a mouse most of the time, it's by far more effective and actually scares people. I have a no nonsense tolerence as well mind you though I would have freaked out at that kid too. "Chill out *****, it was an accident" would quite literally go way past my boundaries though. Telling me to chill out over a dangerously careless "accident" and having the nerve to call me ***** in the process; I think I would've removed that gun from the kid's person and broken it over his head. Jeez.Mr Thin said:
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No real violent outbursts even though I used to get in fights daily (It was almost always self-defense. Catholic school kids are assholes.). I have had a few emotional breakdowns over the last few years due to pure stress though.
used to get in fights all the time as a kid, but i have a pretty prominent one in memory:
went to this same place three days in a row in the playground at my primary and for the first two days, this kid, two years older than me, beats me up in front of my friend who just stands there and does nothing
so on the third day, same routine, he's hitting me and shit, then i white out/black out (whichever is the one where i'm still moving but no longer conscious of what i exactly did) and the next thing i know is i'm sitting on his back so he can't move, punching into the back of his head.
and out of those three days, guess which one we got caught? yeah, the one where i kicked his arse
went to this same place three days in a row in the playground at my primary and for the first two days, this kid, two years older than me, beats me up in front of my friend who just stands there and does nothing
so on the third day, same routine, he's hitting me and shit, then i white out/black out (whichever is the one where i'm still moving but no longer conscious of what i exactly did) and the next thing i know is i'm sitting on his back so he can't move, punching into the back of his head.
and out of those three days, guess which one we got caught? yeah, the one where i kicked his arse
The only time in my life that I really just lost it and full on attacked someone was a very unfortunate night with my sister. My sister had been bad-mouthing my mother which bothered me but I didn't let it get to me as I knew that she really didn't mean any of it since she was just mad and it was her anger speaking. That I could handle, what I couldn't handle is when my sister hit my mom right in front of me and I got between the two of them and she asked me to get out of the way and I refused. My sister then proceeded to punch me and I pushed her so that she would stop and then she charged at me and grappled me and then in response I grabbed her hair jerked it as hard as I could and then grabbed her arm and clinched it as hard as I could until she fell to the ground. I think I did a good job of making her stop as she fell down to the ground and started crying.
It happened so fast I could hardly fathom what I had just done. For weeks afterward my sister and I did not speak to each other and I was happy that she and all of her petty anger were gone from the household. We eventually saw each other again at a family movie get-together and then we started laughing together at some random joke from the movie we were watching, amazing how laughter can so easily shatter bitterness like that. We have long since forgotten that the incident had ever happened.
It happened so fast I could hardly fathom what I had just done. For weeks afterward my sister and I did not speak to each other and I was happy that she and all of her petty anger were gone from the household. We eventually saw each other again at a family movie get-together and then we started laughing together at some random joke from the movie we were watching, amazing how laughter can so easily shatter bitterness like that. We have long since forgotten that the incident had ever happened.
As a kid, I only got blind with rage once. As an adult, I have a lot more control over my moods and am usually in a good mood (kinda like seeing the good in the bad attitude to everything). However, thinking too much of a certain person will make me want to kill something. Seriously. Good thing I have so many thing to take my mind of that. Lucky as well that person is in another country.
I dont blame you, that's the most irresponsible thing I've honestly ever heard of. I would have beat the kid and dad senseless with the gun if I almost got shot.Hitokiri_Gensai said:
OT: I have had outbursts but I've never really gone into a major rage fit. Although it's probably anyday now it'll happen with the stress im under.
yeah it happens once or twice a year, i'm usually pretty calm but when something hits me or something like that i just snap, there was this kid, he was in a younger year than me and my bro had taken his hat (i didnt know that at the time) my bro then threw the hat to me, then the kid came and just ordered me to give him it, i said why and he went just pass it to me you fag. slightly annoyed w said no and started turning to walk away and he hits me in the balls, i then blacked ot in rage. according to my brother i picked up the kid like 2 feet with a headlock then threw him to the ground and smashed his face with my fist though i only remember the face smashing
I pretty much go off every five minutes over some stupid bullshit I don't even care about. I think it used to upset people but now they just roll their eyes. I am not sure which response annoys me more.
Though sometimes it is an appropriate reaction. Like the time I missed my flight home from England because some asshole at a desk was being unhelpful, and then he LAUGHED when he found out he'd fucked us around enough to miss it. I think he wanted one of us to hit him but I settled for yelling in his face.
Then security came and my mum and brother explained the situation as I went off at nobody in particular about how everything was an outrageous cocksucker or something. I don't remember if the dude got punished, he scarpered the instant he got a chance.
We had to pay a hundred fucking pounds each to get the next available flight, which wasn't for another week.
I spent that whole week bitching up a storm.
Though sometimes it is an appropriate reaction. Like the time I missed my flight home from England because some asshole at a desk was being unhelpful, and then he LAUGHED when he found out he'd fucked us around enough to miss it. I think he wanted one of us to hit him but I settled for yelling in his face.
Then security came and my mum and brother explained the situation as I went off at nobody in particular about how everything was an outrageous cocksucker or something. I don't remember if the dude got punished, he scarpered the instant he got a chance.
We had to pay a hundred fucking pounds each to get the next available flight, which wasn't for another week.
I spent that whole week bitching up a storm.
I was in a rotten mood one day at school and someone decided to push it. I then proceeded to kick his ass, throw desks and chairs all over the place, and almost hit one of the teachers. I got suspended for a week because of it. Bipolar and a bad day can really do that to you.
I don't think that guy tried to piss me off ever again.
I don't think that guy tried to piss me off ever again.
There are really very few times that I have ever thought to cause physical injury to someone (being the fact that I'm as skinny as I am) HOWEVER, when angry I am easily the loudest person in existence. When I'm pissed I have shouted so loud that the Gods' themselves would be cowering in fear. Generally that's all I've needed is simply the loudest voice on the planet and everything will simply stop.
So yeah that's basically how things go. The one time I did truly lose it involved me and an old friend of mine getting into an absolute shouting match over the phone. I finally hung up and we have talked only once since then. That was about 9 months ago. I could seriously care less though. Some people deserve to be called out on their stupidity.
As far as fighting, I generally try to be intelligent. I always have numbers on them, or simply don't ever throw a punch for the sake of, I don't need to. Words usually work just as well a lot of the time.
So yeah that's basically how things go. The one time I did truly lose it involved me and an old friend of mine getting into an absolute shouting match over the phone. I finally hung up and we have talked only once since then. That was about 9 months ago. I could seriously care less though. Some people deserve to be called out on their stupidity.
As far as fighting, I generally try to be intelligent. I always have numbers on them, or simply don't ever throw a punch for the sake of, I don't need to. Words usually work just as well a lot of the time.
There was this one guy in school who kept at me and at me for weeks and eventually he was in the back of class throwing things at me and in the middle of class I took of my glasses and calmly placed them on my desk, turned around and proceeded to beat the unholy crap out of him. I was even surprised by that because I'm not a very confrontational guy.