As some of you know, my GF just broke up with me on monday, and I'm trying to move on. (Why are the morning the worst part of the day. I wake up thinking about her? WTF is wrong with me?)
Anyway, so I'm walking home from training. I'm a brazilian Jiu-Jitsu fighter, but I also do a little bit of Free fight/No holds barred fighting on the side. I do this as a sport, not because I have some sort of rage that I have to let out. It's technical, and I treat it like a science.
Any so I'm feeling...well you know how you feel when you are freshly dumped. At this point I was SO angry at myself, for allowing a lesser woman to dump me. I really dropped the ball with her by letting her lose her attraction. Well that's another story.
I see this guy about 160lbs 5"7 (He's hispanic, looks like a prep, and his girl looks like a normal white college girl. I'm only 154lbs 5"8, Indian guy, not big, but I'm cut. You wouldn't beable to tell I was cut if I was wearing a large shirt. And you probably wouldn't know that I'm a fighter if you saw me.
This dude is in an alley having a severe argument with his girlfriend. She's against the wall. I'm not quite sure what they are talking about but he's got his hands on her shoulders and he's kinda pushing her up against the wall, she's still yelling at him. I saw this, so I walked by, but stopped and watched (Guy can't see me, his back is to me).
Then as the argument heats up, he starts pushing her against the wall repeatedly. And I dont' just mean like wuss like. He's pushing her likes he's trying to start a fight with a guy. At that point, you could see she was like "oh ****, I have to get out of here". So she trys to walk out into the street. but he won't let her. He grabs her and pushes her against the wall and continues to push her and now starts tugging her by the hair. At this point I see they were arguing about something pretty trivial.
So the girl finally sees me and gives me this "Oh my god" look. I'm still waiting a little longer to see if she can get away by herself. Then out of nowhere, the guy ***** slaps her HARD across the face.
As angry as I already was, I exploded. I've never felt such power or rage in my entire life. I dropped my bags, ran up to him, and turned his ass around to face me.
I looked at the girl, and she just kinda nodded. I think she mouthed "Help me".
So I started wailing on this guy. Face shots, two right hooks while pinning him up against the wall. He doesn't know what's going on.
I drop down, shoot, single leg taken down with ankle hook, and get full mount. I could have broken his arms with an armbar, or choked him out, but I'm glad that I didn't because that would have landed him in the hospital and me with a lawsuit. I ground and pound his ass, 2 or 3 more shots to his face, and then I see that people are starting to gather. I get up. Motion for the girl to get the **** out of there, which she does, and then I turn to this ******* as he's lying on the ground, perched on an elbow, and I said calmly, "Don't ever treat your GF like **** again." And I walked off, hoping noone had called the cops.
I'm not a violent person, I've only been in two fights in my life counting this one (The first one was a mugging). I don't think I would exactly call this healthy behavior to move on from a fresh breakup. What the hell should I do? I'm so ashamed for doing that. I really lost respect for myself here.
How the HELL Do you guys deal with these breakups time and time again? God...
Anyway, so I'm walking home from training. I'm a brazilian Jiu-Jitsu fighter, but I also do a little bit of Free fight/No holds barred fighting on the side. I do this as a sport, not because I have some sort of rage that I have to let out. It's technical, and I treat it like a science.
Any so I'm feeling...well you know how you feel when you are freshly dumped. At this point I was SO angry at myself, for allowing a lesser woman to dump me. I really dropped the ball with her by letting her lose her attraction. Well that's another story.
I see this guy about 160lbs 5"7 (He's hispanic, looks like a prep, and his girl looks like a normal white college girl. I'm only 154lbs 5"8, Indian guy, not big, but I'm cut. You wouldn't beable to tell I was cut if I was wearing a large shirt. And you probably wouldn't know that I'm a fighter if you saw me.
This dude is in an alley having a severe argument with his girlfriend. She's against the wall. I'm not quite sure what they are talking about but he's got his hands on her shoulders and he's kinda pushing her up against the wall, she's still yelling at him. I saw this, so I walked by, but stopped and watched (Guy can't see me, his back is to me).
Then as the argument heats up, he starts pushing her against the wall repeatedly. And I dont' just mean like wuss like. He's pushing her likes he's trying to start a fight with a guy. At that point, you could see she was like "oh ****, I have to get out of here". So she trys to walk out into the street. but he won't let her. He grabs her and pushes her against the wall and continues to push her and now starts tugging her by the hair. At this point I see they were arguing about something pretty trivial.
So the girl finally sees me and gives me this "Oh my god" look. I'm still waiting a little longer to see if she can get away by herself. Then out of nowhere, the guy ***** slaps her HARD across the face.
As angry as I already was, I exploded. I've never felt such power or rage in my entire life. I dropped my bags, ran up to him, and turned his ass around to face me.
I looked at the girl, and she just kinda nodded. I think she mouthed "Help me".
So I started wailing on this guy. Face shots, two right hooks while pinning him up against the wall. He doesn't know what's going on.
I drop down, shoot, single leg taken down with ankle hook, and get full mount. I could have broken his arms with an armbar, or choked him out, but I'm glad that I didn't because that would have landed him in the hospital and me with a lawsuit. I ground and pound his ass, 2 or 3 more shots to his face, and then I see that people are starting to gather. I get up. Motion for the girl to get the **** out of there, which she does, and then I turn to this ******* as he's lying on the ground, perched on an elbow, and I said calmly, "Don't ever treat your GF like **** again." And I walked off, hoping noone had called the cops.
I'm not a violent person, I've only been in two fights in my life counting this one (The first one was a mugging). I don't think I would exactly call this healthy behavior to move on from a fresh breakup. What the hell should I do? I'm so ashamed for doing that. I really lost respect for myself here.
How the HELL Do you guys deal with these breakups time and time again? God...