Back in high school, one of my best friends went through this. He was a big guy, studied some sort of martial arts, and had anger management problems. This one kid, one of the school bullies, would tease him mercilessly. One day my friend snapped, grabbed him in a headlock and rammed him into a wall hard enough to knock the kid out.wulf3n said:Now you're suspended, potentially expelled, while he's the innocent victim. Hell depending on how he "lands on the floor" you might even be facing criminal charges, manslaughter or murder.Nathaniel Grey said:. What I would have done was at the point where he called my mom a hoe, he would have been on the floor. No, ifs, ands, or buts, about it.
But most importantly you've shown how easily they can play you like a fiddle. You think you've won because "you put him on the floor" but his intention was never to fight you, it was to get you to do something stupid and you did. He's getting you to actively destroy you're own life, and he doesn't even have to try that hard because you're such an easy mark.
Doing that very nearly ruined my friend's life.
For the rest of the week we were sure he'd be expelled. Instead he was put on suspension for nearly half of our last year of high school. A few weeks of external suspension, and then the rest was internal. He had to do his classwork away from other kids, was given lunch breaks when everyone was in class, that sort of thing. The only reason he wasn't expelled was because he had a psychologist around to tell people that he actually had some serious mental problems. He spent the rest of high school on a mix of drugs to make keep him calm, and his life was so carefully controlled.
Now, the kid he hit was a lot more restrained towards my friend after that. Part of that was probably because he hardly ever saw my friend, very few of us did, so there weren't many other opportunities. But as much as I loathed that kid, and as happy as I was at the time to see him get hurt, the fact remains that I can't help but think that he won. My friend spent the last year of high school drugged half out of his brain, constantly monitored by teachers, the school counselors, and having to attend regular check-ups with a psychologist, and could hardly spend any time with us anymore. And this was the softer, lighter response that he got for being someone with an actual problem.
It could have been worse.