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Originally Posted by Targan
I didn't include weapons but I did get stabbed by my stepfather a couple of times. Also got pretty badly mistreated by a former family friend one afternoon too. Child abuse probably doesn't really count though.
I haven't had any real punch-ups as an adult, but I've stared people down plenty of times, especially late at night on or around public transport. I dunno, I guess my angry face is pretty scary  |
Child abuse doesn't count? Try growing up under my Stepmonster! Emotional abuse doesn't count? Try growing up in my uber-dysfunctional family!
As for staring people down, try telling them you're schizoaffective, while turning on the crazy eyes. They don't know what schizoaffective means, but they've heard schizo and possibly schizophrenic, and now you have their attention. Add the psychosis diagnosis in -- they hear psychosis, but think psychotic (which technically I am) or psychopathic. Then, with undue care, pull out your swiss army knife, open the longest blade slowly, then say something like, "Now leave before I eat your heart fresh out of your chest." Add some hysterical laughter. That little punk with the switchblade who just told you to give him your car "or I'll cut you" runs away, probably home to change his underwear.
Six months in Wally World and another three months in Womack? I can do crazy, dangerous crazy, catatonic, antisocial, and more. Wonderful learning environment.