6 years ago and it was against a friend. A matching or wanting matched size. I accidentally broke his arm years before that when I wanted to know what i kept hearing in the ufc called a "wizzer" on wrestling. All he did was pin me 3x, not instructing a thing, just bullying. Someone started to record, he pinned me again, and I americanaed him? Forget what I did, but I was pissed and did that or a kimura.
Years later we fought for other reasons. And when we did.... I laughed. I couldn't stop laughing.
Thing is, after that, The next few days I felt sick. Fighting a friend...
This fight was cuz he made fun of my jaw. A friend, knowing it was sensitive, triggered me. I had gotten raged for a personal topic, which his ass may had thrown at me cuz of the broken arm incident, but I flipped.
But i Bottled it. I didnt immediately react.
Until that day we clashed. My laughing meant i didnt care anymore. Hes my friend. All that anger I bottled it really did just...go away. I found myself actually TRYING to be a rageful maniac. Instead, I laughed. I didnt lose that fight but whatever I did to him, I didnt use any anger from before, even if I faked it.
I couldn't believe it at the time of laughing. He pisses me off due to sensitive topic about my jaw, which maybe payback for the broken arm. I fill with rage, do nothing, then months later, go after him where we can't get arrested. It sucked. I wasnt pissed anymore. So I laughed while hitting and getting hit. I didn't want to fight my friend...
If I lose to anyone, it better be a friend.
If I win...I hope it's not a friend.
Boys, it fucking sucks to grow up.
