Prep your trauma, be ready to open with your cooldowns and any other on use items you have. The multipliers should make them blink before the weight of it all collapses on you.

(I'm so sorry, I hope things get better)

Also wanna clarify that my mother was always good to me. Any failings on her part were due to the way the docs refused to take her fibromyalgia seriously and she was left in terrible pain and unable to do what she wanted to with and for me.

Happened a couple times to me. One of the kids that tried seemed confused as to why he tried to do it after.

I seem to have replied to the wrong thread, oh well, I'm fine - I say from a hospital bed. I did the thing where I ignored my health for others and I promise I'm trying to look after myself now.

I was walking on the beach at Coronado in my early teens, if had my growth spurt and was already over 6' tall. I took a step while walking with friends then sank instantly to my neck in liquified sand. If it had been anyone else in the group they could have just disappeared.

I was also raped in my early 20s, but it's not worth going into detail with other than when I tried to report it the cops laughed at me. The report was never filed

I've got more but I'll end with a real funny one.

Another time I was pushed into a storm drain and the grate was put back over me then a cafeteria table put over that. Last big instance of this was when I got pushed off the bleachers and shattered my right foot. I'm still paying for that with chronic pain to this day.

Those same bullies then swapped to doing things outside of my reach, damaging my bike, sabotaging it in a way that was really dangerous a couple times. The pattern of keeping distance would continue into high school unless they had a numbers advantage or similar. Got stabbed twice.

He would be expelled after he chased a girl into the bathroom and broke her arm later that year.

In middle school one of my bullies poured spoiled milk into my backpack. I had been told to retaliate by Grandpa, so I threw a desk at him. This got me anger management and nearly expelled.

Off to a different topic. I remember getting jumped in elementary school in the bike racks. I got beat up and the school pushed to bury it, after all my attacker was only raised by his mother and grandparents - the same arrangement I was in, but that didn't matter.

Then there was John Muir woods where a car went off the side of a hairpin turn and Grandpa would tell me to look over the side and laugh the whole rest of that drive. He kept doing that for the rest of the time he drove. Loved to freak people out

A lot are from this same trip. Same stretch to Vegas I saw a dude get thrown from his car and wrap around a Joshua tree. Saw a guy go right under a semi at a stoplight in Washington, scraped his and his car's top right off.

I have a fun story about when on a roadtrip with my grandfather as a child. A greyhound bus blew its front tires and corkscrewed across the divide and nearly hit the car we were in. I could see the people inside being thrown, anyway Grandpa insisted it wasn't that close. Got a lot of these actually