I drove home and parked up outside my flat about 14:55 today, (Friday 3rd June) turned off the ignition and grabbed the bits and bobs I had laying around the motor to take into the house. I got out the car and had taken no more than two steps toward the front door of my block of flats before I heard someone shout in a scouse accent, "Hey Big Guy!"
I turned to look across at the shopping centre that sits opposite my house, and saw a collection of scaggy looking, junkie sh!tebags slouching around the back of the centre all looking across at me as one of their number shouted at me. I ignored it and kept walking to the door of my flat, and again the boy shouted, "Hey Big Guy, are you a f*cking bouncer?"
I stopped and looked across, and thought it best to not admit that I was in case it set them off. So I said, "Sorry lads, not me".
This was mistake number one.
"You're a f*cking liar" screams the tall lad wearing a dark blue tracksuit top and bottoms, "You f*cking are a bouncer." He shot me a look of pure hatred before turning to his group saying, "Let's do him".
Now, the group consisted of two young lads, a fat blonde girl and two old lads that looked like they were in their 60's. I knew that if I ran to the security door and fumbled in my pocket for my keys, that by the time I had put the magnetic fob against the security panel, got in through the door and shut it behind me they would have been well in behind me, with access to all the flats in the block. Not wanting them to find out which flat was mine, I decided to stand my ground.
As they reached me I shoved the car stereo face and the keys I had been carrying into the pocket of my jeans, turned toward them and waited for the attack. I tried to remain calm, but I won't lie to you and say I wasn't worried. The two lads that came at me weren't that big, and they both looked like they were in their mid twenties, and I fancied my chances at defending myself against them.
Now, don't be under the misapprehension that I was thinking I was some kind of hardman at this point. No, my self belief came from seeing how out of their heads they obviously were on some kind of narcotic, and the nervousness I could see in their eyes when they saw me stand my ground as they charged me.
They attacked, and I spent what felt like five minutes throwing them around in an attempt to defend myself, (even though it was probably less than a minute in total) all the time growling at them in the hope that this would intimidate them to back off, and it would alert my neighbours who would hopefully phone the police for me. Back and forth they came, as I deflected, (and received) blow after blow, kick after kick..
It was coming to a point where I could sense things were swinging well in my favour, and I could see by their eyes that they thought the same as I did. They both backed off, and the lad to my right shouted across to the fat blonde girl, "Give me the knife!"
My heart froze, I watched as she opened her handbag and reached inside and my first reaction was to take him out the game so that he couldn't get that knife from her hand. I dived at him, and powered him to the ground thinking I had stopped the knife from coming into the game.
This was mistake number two.
I had clean forgotten about junkie number two, the slightly smaller and more weasel like one had ran around behind me, and had taken the knife from the girl. As I watched him extend the folding locking knife out my heart sank, and I knew that I was now in some pretty deep shit. The blade was a good 4-5 inches long as I watched it sway in front of me, and as I stood there transfixed by the swinging metal, I heard him say, "Not such the hard man now, eh?"
Now, I can honestly say that this scared the shit out of me. By the look in his eyes he was meaning business, and as I watched this blade get closer and closer I knew that I had to get myself out of this.
I backed away hurriedly, holding my hands up in front of me telling the guy that this was a bloody silly mistake, and that if he left now I would say fuck all to the police. He kept coming, swiping at me with the blade whenever he got close.
I tried to remain calm, hoping that I could get through to the lad before he stuck me like a human pin cushion. Twice more the blade flashed past me, how the hell I was dodging it was a mystery.
Eventually I stumbled, and seeing the opening he lunged toward me and slashed the blade across my chest. I had managed to move back as it hit me, so it didn't cause as much damage as it could have, but I felt the blade run across my upper torso as the lad stared at me with a smile.
I looked down, and could see no damage to the top I was wearing, so thinking I had had a lucky escape I stopped dead, faced the approaching lad waving the blade and said, "Enough of this shit. Neither you or I want to get hurt here. I can hear the police car coming now, and if you take off now I will say fuck all when they get here."
Hearing the sirens approach they stopped in their tracks, and the other lad that had been egging knife boy on realised I was right. He grabbed knife boy's arm and pulled him away, and they all turned and ran down past the shop and into the distance.
I ran into the flat to grab my camera, determined to get a picture of these b*stards to help the police identify them. I ran for the bedroom window that overlooks the back of the shop where they had stopped, and zoomed in with my camera trying to take a pic. Unfortunately the picture came out really poorly, as the digital zoom on my camera is pretty poor at best. I decided to go back outside and try and get a closer snap, and as I stepped out the front door the police car swung in beside me, (they had received three calls about the incident) and asked where they were. Once I'd pointed out which direction they had gone they shot off, and had managed to stop the lads on another street nearby and took them into custody.
I felt my chest stinging, so lifted my undamaged shirt to find a 4 inch abrasion across my chest, with maybe only an inch of that being broken skin. What I think happened was that the edge of the blade itself wasn't sharp, but as he dragged it over my chest the point must have connected with the skin without tearing the shirt. Anyway, it's only a minor cut at best, so I wasn't really worried about it.
I gave statements to the police, and had to take the night off work so that I could go along to the police headquarters to have pictures taken of my cut. They also wanted me to ID some clothing they had, but unfortunately that didn't come to pass and I'll have to go back at a later date to do that.
Here's the thing, once the dust had settled and I had time to sit down in my home to relax I started acting a bit strangely. I couldn't stop taking deep breaths for a good while, and I found myself unable to sit for long without getting up and doing something active, possibly to take my mind off what had just happened to me. I was pacing around the house like a caged animal, finding faults with stupid things around the house that I could get angry about, and then when I started phoning people to let them know what happened I was holding back tears in my eyes, and I seriously had no idea why they were there as I felt calm and collected recounting the tale over the phone line..
My mind was racing, and still is to an extent. What if I hadn't been able to move back as much as I did? What if that cut had been deeper and wider? Why the hell didn't I try to disarm the b*stard? They say that hindsight is 20/20, and I know that I shouldn't be pouring over what should have been, but I can't help thinking 'if only'.
Like I said I took the night off work, and after I explained what happened to my employers they were more than understanding. I even received a text from my main boss telling me not to worry, that he would take care of my lost nights wages for me. I really appreciated seeing those words on the wee screen of my mobile phone.
I also really appreciate that so many people tried phoning me and texted me so soon after it happened to check I was ok. Meant a lot to me that so many people were so concerned about my well-being. Thanks to everyone that got in touch, it really gave me a boost.
So what now? I'm sitting here at my computer and it's now 03:09 in the morning. I've tried sleeping and that sure as hell isn't working, I've tried watching some tv but I'm finding myself distracted and easily losing the thread of what's happening on the screen.. I'm sure it'll pass,
Anyway, there's the story of what happened to me today. Seemingly attacked for being a bouncer..
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Sex God
Im so sorry to read what happened to you,
What you felt last night was delayed shock babes, hope your feeling better now and have at least had some sleep.
what is this world coming to when your set upon for looking like a bouncer
If you can't settle in the next few days get in touch with Victim Support they can help
Love and Hugs
Vicky xxxxxxxxxxxx
What you felt last night was delayed shock babes, hope your feeling better now and have at least had some sleep.
what is this world coming to when your set upon for looking like a bouncer
If you can't settle in the next few days get in touch with Victim Support they can help
Love and Hugs
Vicky xxxxxxxxxxxx
Sex God
Well mate, I think you did pretty well against those thugs, if you hadn't have kept so calm and kept thinking I reckon things would have been much worse for you. I've been several hair raising situations so I know exactly how you're feeling. What you are experiencing now is shock. The lack of concentration will soon pass but you might not sleep well for a while. Let yourself think about it rather than trying to block it out, talking about it helps. Try not to blame yourself, you did more than anyone would have expected of you. You may find yourself pretty jumpy in situations that remind you of it, but that is totally normal and you are not soft or weak for feeling afraid. Some nutters tried to drag me into a car when I was 18 (15 years ago now) and certain sounds that car engines make 
still make my heart miss a beat. But things will be OK, I guess if you were a cat you'd have another 8 lives left 
:lol: :lol: .
I do hope the police catch these nutters, the next victim might not be so lucky.
Chin up
8-) 8-)
still make my heart miss a beat. But things will be OK, I guess if you were a cat you'd have another 8 lives left :lol: :lol: .I do hope the police catch these nutters, the next victim might not be so lucky.
Chin up
8-) 8-) 
Sex God
Im lost for words here and can appreciate (much with many other SH members) what you are saying about going over the event in your head.
It does sound like the kids were candied up. After all, the stupidest of scumbags (and we've met a few) possessed a few remaining grey cells, not to go jumping on a big lump like yourself. They usually saved that pleasure for ladies with children and pensioners. Also too, it's a clear example of a pack mentality and the feeling of being invincible because they were tooled up. Also, I dont think you were attacked because of your size, you were attacked because you just happened to be there.
If it helps at all, Im proud of ya. A lot of men (sorry, I feel I can comment because I have seen it) would have tried to front them off and from what you wrote, its clear you kept your wits about you. A nearly impossible thing to do in the circumstance that you have written about and the very reason you are at least able to write about it here instead of lying in a bed at A & E.
These are just words and I know they dont really help, but be proud of yourself for keeping a clear head. Its what saved you and if you can look at it that way, perhaps the mental scars will heal a little sooner.
Silky x
It does sound like the kids were candied up. After all, the stupidest of scumbags (and we've met a few) possessed a few remaining grey cells, not to go jumping on a big lump like yourself. They usually saved that pleasure for ladies with children and pensioners. Also too, it's a clear example of a pack mentality and the feeling of being invincible because they were tooled up. Also, I dont think you were attacked because of your size, you were attacked because you just happened to be there.
If it helps at all, Im proud of ya. A lot of men (sorry, I feel I can comment because I have seen it) would have tried to front them off and from what you wrote, its clear you kept your wits about you. A nearly impossible thing to do in the circumstance that you have written about and the very reason you are at least able to write about it here instead of lying in a bed at A & E.
These are just words and I know they dont really help, but be proud of yourself for keeping a clear head. Its what saved you and if you can look at it that way, perhaps the mental scars will heal a little sooner.
Silky x
Mate you are one amazing bloke for dealing with that, I know I would have frozen having also been attacked for being a 'big' bloke. I froze, I did not defend myself, ok a knife never got used but that just deepends my respect that faced off with that you still defended yourself.
Lets hope these bastards go down for a very long fucking time. I would say you were lucky but at the end of the day mate you saved yourself there. Although somthing like this is going to have an effect and knock anyones confidence don't dwell on what might have been. Stick to the positives, they didn't manage to do more damage as you stopped them, they have been caught and will be done for it, and you are OK.
Talk about it to everyone you need to, get in touch with victim support and don't feel worried about getting people to help you feel back to being you and being safe. You tell everyone you need to, with somthing like this you sometimes just need to talk out till it makes sense to yourself.
Personally I took up aikido after the last attack, and considered buying a covert stab vest. Ok the vest never got into my budget but the aikido helped me feel more secure. Judging by the wording of your post you already know some form of defence techniques and they worked. Just do your best to stay on those positives, these buggers wanted to bring you down for no reason, you make sure they don't manage to do so. Then get yourself to court and get them sent down. Scum like that needs getting off the streets, permenantly.
Lets hope these bastards go down for a very long fucking time. I would say you were lucky but at the end of the day mate you saved yourself there. Although somthing like this is going to have an effect and knock anyones confidence don't dwell on what might have been. Stick to the positives, they didn't manage to do more damage as you stopped them, they have been caught and will be done for it, and you are OK.
Talk about it to everyone you need to, get in touch with victim support and don't feel worried about getting people to help you feel back to being you and being safe. You tell everyone you need to, with somthing like this you sometimes just need to talk out till it makes sense to yourself.
Personally I took up aikido after the last attack, and considered buying a covert stab vest. Ok the vest never got into my budget but the aikido helped me feel more secure. Judging by the wording of your post you already know some form of defence techniques and they worked. Just do your best to stay on those positives, these buggers wanted to bring you down for no reason, you make sure they don't manage to do so. Then get yourself to court and get them sent down. Scum like that needs getting off the streets, permenantly.
Sex God
Sorry to hear about what happened Chunky - I hope you get over it before too long. And don't forget Victim Support, as Vicky says.
And all this happened in Aberdeen? I hope Rainbows keeps safe there today!
Mike.
And all this happened in Aberdeen? I hope Rainbows keeps safe there today!
Mike.
Master of Sex
I cant really add much more to what has already been said nor can i pretend to know how you feel.
Sadly in this day and age, i think that the vast majority of honest to god good citizens should be taking up some sort of self defence to try and prevent future events like this.
Although it wont stop an attack, it may prove to the scumbags that you mean business and are not about to run scared.
One thing i do know, is how wired thes types get, i have heard my neighbours brother screaming like a lunatic, spitting and hissing at cops... its not pretty, and to be faced with that terrifies me to the bone.
My best suggestion for personal safety to anyone in that situation, carry a Maglite, and im not meaning the ditsy little ones, or have it in the car, im guessing a personal alarm would be better but i doubt the wired generation of thugs we have would give a rats arse about the alarm.
I really am chilled to the bone to hear that anyone had a go at you, never mind kids with knives, i hope that you can get over the horror of this quickly and forget it fully.
anyway, this really was just a quickie to let you know that we are both thinking about you and wishing you back to full speed.
Nic & Alan
x
Sadly in this day and age, i think that the vast majority of honest to god good citizens should be taking up some sort of self defence to try and prevent future events like this.
Although it wont stop an attack, it may prove to the scumbags that you mean business and are not about to run scared.
One thing i do know, is how wired thes types get, i have heard my neighbours brother screaming like a lunatic, spitting and hissing at cops... its not pretty, and to be faced with that terrifies me to the bone.
My best suggestion for personal safety to anyone in that situation, carry a Maglite, and im not meaning the ditsy little ones, or have it in the car, im guessing a personal alarm would be better but i doubt the wired generation of thugs we have would give a rats arse about the alarm.
I really am chilled to the bone to hear that anyone had a go at you, never mind kids with knives, i hope that you can get over the horror of this quickly and forget it fully.
anyway, this really was just a quickie to let you know that we are both thinking about you and wishing you back to full speed.
Nic & Alan
x
Not wishing to get onto any debates on weapons, just a point that if you are going to carry a maglite make sure it has batteries in it, works, and you have a good reason to have it on you. Yes it can be very effective in an emergency but you don't want to end up in trouble with the Police yourself.
babes, gawd im so sorry to hear about this.............. i hope you have been checked out at the hospital!!!! you have to be very carefull!!!! there are some nasty people about, there used to be someone in our area with HIV and they walked about the town stabbing people with dirty needles, if they are junkies, boy you have to be carefull. I hope your okay and i know how spiny outy it is when something like that happens, my mum and dad owns a pub ive witnessed a few glassings n my time this alone scared me!!! if it was turned around on me dont know what id do.
thing is when this is all over will u still have shit off um??
u need a good lady to make sure your alright!!!!!!!!!!!
and i hope u get better, dont let these people get the better of you hunni,
louxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
thing is when this is all over will u still have shit off um??
u need a good lady to make sure your alright!!!!!!!!!!!
and i hope u get better, dont let these people get the better of you hunni,
louxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
i went into work about a month ago to open the shop i work in, turned the alarm off an turned round to find large set guy standing in the shop, told him we werent open to which he replied i just want the money.. with that he produced a large hunting style knife dont think iv ever been so scarred he then threatened to run it thru me if i couldnt get in the safe... which i couldnt.. he eventually tied me in a cupboard an left. As i lay there i started singing almost oblivious to what i was eventually found i cried an couldnt stop shaking,aint been able to go back there since... i know how it feels an its shit..but it gets easier and im glad you escaped relativly unscathed.. all the best
God this kind of thing makes my blood boil. 
:x :x :x
Gonna tell you a little story now that I hope will make you feel just a little bit better.
Back in the good old days before the Nanny State decided that every British citizen was a potential raving lunatic and could not be trusted with anything more dangerous than a beach ball, I used to spend my Thursday evenings at the local gun club enjoying the barbaric pastime of punching holes into pieces of paper with a tricked out Colt .45 race gun.
One night on the way home I decided to stop at a cash machine to get some petrol money as I had a long drive the next morning. As the hole in the wall started making its various bleeping and farting noises a gang of about six youths aged at a guess between 17 and 24 came out of an ally and sauntered towards me.
I didn’t like the look of these guys and was keeping a wary eye on them while trying to complete my transaction at the ATM. By the time the machine spat my cash out the group were about 6 feet away and as I watched two of them slid aluminium baseball bats from their coat sleeves and the biggest one quite loudly said, as in your case, “Lets do himâ€
Under the pretext of putting my wallet back into my pocket I swept aside my jacket revealing my shiny hand cannon sitting snugly in its shoulder holster. To this day one of the many things I regret in life is that I did not have a camera with me, the looks on their faces were something to behold. After the initial frozen shock, one guys knees buckled as he started to whimper incoherently, two baseball bats clattered to the ground simultaneously and the whole bunch scampered of back down the alley at high speed.
The two coppers who arrived to collect the baseball bats where in hysterics when I told them what happened and with my description and the prints off the bats they where duly arrested and charged with threatening behaviour, assault, robbery, GBH, and ABH with intent. Turns out that this particular group of amoebas had been making a habit of assaulting and robbing people at cash machines.
3 of them spent six years at her majesties pleasure.
Just every once in a while, there is a god.
:x :x :x Gonna tell you a little story now that I hope will make you feel just a little bit better.
Back in the good old days before the Nanny State decided that every British citizen was a potential raving lunatic and could not be trusted with anything more dangerous than a beach ball, I used to spend my Thursday evenings at the local gun club enjoying the barbaric pastime of punching holes into pieces of paper with a tricked out Colt .45 race gun.
One night on the way home I decided to stop at a cash machine to get some petrol money as I had a long drive the next morning. As the hole in the wall started making its various bleeping and farting noises a gang of about six youths aged at a guess between 17 and 24 came out of an ally and sauntered towards me.
I didn’t like the look of these guys and was keeping a wary eye on them while trying to complete my transaction at the ATM. By the time the machine spat my cash out the group were about 6 feet away and as I watched two of them slid aluminium baseball bats from their coat sleeves and the biggest one quite loudly said, as in your case, “Lets do himâ€
Under the pretext of putting my wallet back into my pocket I swept aside my jacket revealing my shiny hand cannon sitting snugly in its shoulder holster. To this day one of the many things I regret in life is that I did not have a camera with me, the looks on their faces were something to behold. After the initial frozen shock, one guys knees buckled as he started to whimper incoherently, two baseball bats clattered to the ground simultaneously and the whole bunch scampered of back down the alley at high speed.
The two coppers who arrived to collect the baseball bats where in hysterics when I told them what happened and with my description and the prints off the bats they where duly arrested and charged with threatening behaviour, assault, robbery, GBH, and ABH with intent. Turns out that this particular group of amoebas had been making a habit of assaulting and robbing people at cash machines.
3 of them spent six years at her majesties pleasure.
Just every once in a while, there is a god.
Orgasminator
Hi Chunky,
I would also like to wish you well and fully agree with coments thus far posted, you have done the right thing by talking about the incident and this is the way to deal with it long term.
I have been a student of martial arts for most of my life and it has helped me deal mentaly with similar situations, but when in a life threatening senario such as you experienced all training goes out the window and self presevation takes over.
You did very well indeed sir and should feel proud of yourself in not backing down to these lowlife scum.
If you ever need to talk please PM me and i would be very glad to listen.
All the best to you mate
Shad.
I would also like to wish you well and fully agree with coments thus far posted, you have done the right thing by talking about the incident and this is the way to deal with it long term.
I have been a student of martial arts for most of my life and it has helped me deal mentaly with similar situations, but when in a life threatening senario such as you experienced all training goes out the window and self presevation takes over.
You did very well indeed sir and should feel proud of yourself in not backing down to these lowlife scum.
If you ever need to talk please PM me and i would be very glad to listen.
All the best to you mate
Shad.
Hi Chunky;
A close call indeed, and like evryone else who has posted I reckon you did the right things. Thankfully it has not happened to me for some years now but in Edinburgh I was threatened by a group of young lads. I had bits of sports equipment lying in the back of the mini clubman I drove at the time and that, coupled with club badges etc on the car persuaded them that it would not be all one way traffic. They backed down thankfully.
Did I read somewhere that Aberdeen now has a bigger drug problem than Edinburgh these days? Even if true it is still no excuse.
Anyway, hope you are OK and well done.
McC
A close call indeed, and like evryone else who has posted I reckon you did the right things. Thankfully it has not happened to me for some years now but in Edinburgh I was threatened by a group of young lads. I had bits of sports equipment lying in the back of the mini clubman I drove at the time and that, coupled with club badges etc on the car persuaded them that it would not be all one way traffic. They backed down thankfully.
Did I read somewhere that Aberdeen now has a bigger drug problem than Edinburgh these days? Even if true it is still no excuse.
Anyway, hope you are OK and well done.
McC
Sex God
Respect Big Fella .
Another day dawns and we've survived it :-) Best I always found to look at it that way . Don't dwell on what may have happened but on the luck that you have had . If youre working the doors you know that anyway so I wont go on - save to quote an old saying that many of the doormen Ive known have used . Those who fight and run away , live to fight another day :-)
Peace
Big G
Another day dawns and we've survived it :-) Best I always found to look at it that way . Don't dwell on what may have happened but on the luck that you have had . If youre working the doors you know that anyway so I wont go on - save to quote an old saying that many of the doormen Ive known have used . Those who fight and run away , live to fight another day :-)
Peace
Big G
this type of situation is becoming more and more common near me,a good few years ago I wasn't guite so lucky,I was walking home from the pub late one nightwhen I heard a noise behind me,as I turned I saw 2 blokes with baseball bats,one was already swinging,next thing I knew I was semi conscious on the ground and one of them was leaning down searching my pockets,I recognised him as one of the local thugs and tried to grab him the next thing I knew was excrutiating pain and I woke up 3 days later in hospital,drugged up to the eyeballs,my best mate came in and I askedwhat I was doing there,turned out I had a badly fractured skull, resulting in a very swollen brain,and I had been stabbed in the bollox so hard that the knife had snapped on my pelvis, I had died twice,had two ops,and 189 stitches,,the two thugs received 100 hours community service each,I wound up sterile,in a wheelchair for 6 months,with severely reduced long term memory,and an attitude that I'd never let anything similar happen again,I took all the combat training I could find( I was even teaching for a while)and it never ceases to amaze me how often I have to use it, in todays climate it's avery good idea to learn how to disarm people,but I still wouldn't mess with nutters with guns,,oh yeah and I met one of the thugs a couple of years back,he walked up to me,put his hand on my shoulder and said"alright xxxxx mate" next thing I remember I was walikng away and he was lying motionless on the town hall steps :twisted:
sounds like you need some geoff thompson in your life. i wont go too much into my past but i didnt look the way i do now, ex bouncer too 
if it wasnt for going on mr thompsons animal day training courses i think i would have been stabbed on many occasion.
he taught me the art of the one slap knock out, and although most people think ive looked the way i do all my life and see me as an easy target they would soon find out other wise if im ever attacked.
his books and videos could save your life as the've saved mine a few times.
if it wasnt for going on mr thompsons animal day training courses i think i would have been stabbed on many occasion.he taught me the art of the one slap knock out, and although most people think ive looked the way i do all my life and see me as an easy target they would soon find out other wise if im ever attacked.
his books and videos could save your life as the've saved mine a few times.
Sex God
I can only offer my best wishes to you Chunky, as all the best advice has already been given. I know that the actual wound will heal in a few days, but the mental scars will take longer.
Once again all the best mate, my thoughts are with you.
John
Once again all the best mate, my thoughts are with you.
John
Chunky,
Its sad that this has happened to you and even sadder that so many people can quote similar experiences.
I was a collector for a local hospice lottery, door-to-door for a while and some pillock decided to try to rob me of the few quid I was carrying on HIS OWN DOORSTEP! He was on crutches at the time ( which he found to be a convenient weapon) so I suppose he couldnt get out very far to mug someone! At the time it was a shit scary situation. I was on a housing estate where theres a pack mentality, even the kids threw half wall bricks at strangers, and the house was full of drunks. Apparently they were celebrating one of them just being let out on parole!
I laugh about it now and make light of it. Thats my coping mechanism but there's no doubt that if I hadnt backed off to the car at speed, I would have needed more than crutches. Big up to you for standing your ground. Maybe if one or two of your neighbours had come out to support you then they'd have got a permanent message that they werent welcome. Still, you're ok. The symptoms you showed last night were probably down to being pumped up on adrenalin. You may find that Dr Jack Daniels may help you sleep! ( I dont mean the whole bottle, just a tall Jack n coke to chill you out. Works for me!
Do whatever you feel necessary to relieve how you're feeling. Go to a gym and beat the shit out of a punchbag ( Better still, get down to Argos and buy yourself one!). Scream, shout, cry but dont bottle it up.
Take positives from this. You are in one piece. You are a neighbourhood hero. You just dealt with a very dangerous situation very well and kept your head under pressure. You've got every female in the forum wanting to look after you, lol.
Seems a long way in the future right now but in time you'll be telling your mates down the pub about the time you took on five scagheads armed with knives and won (while conveniently forgetting to tell them that there was only one knife, it wasnt very sharp and that one of the scagheads was a girl while two more were the wrong side of sixty!)
Its sad that this has happened to you and even sadder that so many people can quote similar experiences.
I was a collector for a local hospice lottery, door-to-door for a while and some pillock decided to try to rob me of the few quid I was carrying on HIS OWN DOORSTEP! He was on crutches at the time ( which he found to be a convenient weapon) so I suppose he couldnt get out very far to mug someone! At the time it was a shit scary situation. I was on a housing estate where theres a pack mentality, even the kids threw half wall bricks at strangers, and the house was full of drunks. Apparently they were celebrating one of them just being let out on parole!
I laugh about it now and make light of it. Thats my coping mechanism but there's no doubt that if I hadnt backed off to the car at speed, I would have needed more than crutches. Big up to you for standing your ground. Maybe if one or two of your neighbours had come out to support you then they'd have got a permanent message that they werent welcome. Still, you're ok. The symptoms you showed last night were probably down to being pumped up on adrenalin. You may find that Dr Jack Daniels may help you sleep! ( I dont mean the whole bottle, just a tall Jack n coke to chill you out. Works for me!
Do whatever you feel necessary to relieve how you're feeling. Go to a gym and beat the shit out of a punchbag ( Better still, get down to Argos and buy yourself one!). Scream, shout, cry but dont bottle it up.
Take positives from this. You are in one piece. You are a neighbourhood hero. You just dealt with a very dangerous situation very well and kept your head under pressure. You've got every female in the forum wanting to look after you, lol.
Seems a long way in the future right now but in time you'll be telling your mates down the pub about the time you took on five scagheads armed with knives and won (while conveniently forgetting to tell them that there was only one knife, it wasnt very sharp and that one of the scagheads was a girl while two more were the wrong side of sixty!)
Rachel - I'm also a big fan of Geoff's books, and it's through his writing that I've learned how to deal with things like the Adrenal Dump your body suffers when faced with a 'fight or flight' situation, and how to deal with the after effects you suffer after everything is finished.
I knew that my pacing and such was down to the adrenalin pumping it's way through me, and even though my mind was buzzing the whole night afterwards I think putting the words down in black and white has really helped me clear my thoughts.
I'm amazed by some of the stories that others are posting in here as well. My thoughts go out to you all who've suffered similar or worse situations..
All I can say is thank you to everyone here that has either posted words of encouragement, or PM'd me telling me the same. Means a lot to me, and shows what a great community you all have here.
I'm glad to be a member.
I knew that my pacing and such was down to the adrenalin pumping it's way through me, and even though my mind was buzzing the whole night afterwards I think putting the words down in black and white has really helped me clear my thoughts.
I'm amazed by some of the stories that others are posting in here as well. My thoughts go out to you all who've suffered similar or worse situations..
All I can say is thank you to everyone here that has either posted words of encouragement, or PM'd me telling me the same. Means a lot to me, and shows what a great community you all have here.
I'm glad to be a member.
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You may find that Dr Jack Daniels may help you sleep! ( I dont mean the whole bottle, just a tall Jack n coke to chill you out. Works for me!
Funnily enough bud, I indulged in a couple of Mr Daniel's finest last night whilst writing down the story! That probably helped me sleep too..
Anyway, here's a picture of the cut itself, hardly worth writing home about, is it?
Hey Chunky
I am really sorry to hear about your attack but am glad you managed to come out of it relatively unhurt. However, I can understand the emotional and psychological effects will take a lot longer to heal and although as you say, you are a big man, its does not lessen the feelings of trepidation you will feel when venturing out again amongst people like this gang of youths.
It is so upsetting to know these unprovoked attacks occur, but sadly they do and they really chill me.
I hope you can find someone understanding to talk to about this, and feel free to PM me also if you need a chat.
Take care.
xxx
I am really sorry to hear about your attack but am glad you managed to come out of it relatively unhurt. However, I can understand the emotional and psychological effects will take a lot longer to heal and although as you say, you are a big man, its does not lessen the feelings of trepidation you will feel when venturing out again amongst people like this gang of youths.
It is so upsetting to know these unprovoked attacks occur, but sadly they do and they really chill me.
I hope you can find someone understanding to talk to about this, and feel free to PM me also if you need a chat.
Take care.
xxx
Before I say anything about the attack, I must say how well you wrote about the incident. You made it sound so vivid. (Probably not much comfort to you).
I have been in situations similar to that, the worst was having a knife to my throat by some junkie in Amsterdam.
Shit happens everyday, you read about these incidents and worse regularly. It just happened to be you this time. This is the type of world we live in; violent and aggressive. I really feel for you mate but try and let it go, it could have been so much worse.
Sounds like you have some great friends, and at times like this it's comforting to know that there are people out there who really care.
Hope you get through this ordeal ok : )
It really does worry me though about the state of the world today. Something has to give sooner or later. The average law abiding citizen has got to fight back. How many people have to suffer before someone finally says enough is enough????? Anyone for a revolution????
K I N K Y L I Z A R D
I have been in situations similar to that, the worst was having a knife to my throat by some junkie in Amsterdam.
Shit happens everyday, you read about these incidents and worse regularly. It just happened to be you this time. This is the type of world we live in; violent and aggressive. I really feel for you mate but try and let it go, it could have been so much worse.
Sounds like you have some great friends, and at times like this it's comforting to know that there are people out there who really care.
Hope you get through this ordeal ok : )
It really does worry me though about the state of the world today. Something has to give sooner or later. The average law abiding citizen has got to fight back. How many people have to suffer before someone finally says enough is enough????? Anyone for a revolution????
K I N K Y L I Z A R D
don't suppose I'd better post pics of my scars,,,lol,,good luck to you pal,I hope the bastards get a proper sentencing,,but sadly I've lost a lot of faith in the justice system,(doesn't help living in a cop no-go area)..and although I no longer do the outlaw biker thing,I still believe in that old hells angels motto,," there's no justice,just us"!! also please note,there's no point getting involved with big gangs etc,thinking you'll be safer,sometimesyou just become a bigger target for nutters out to prove themselves
I was recently assaulted at work, nothing nearly as severe as you experianced, but I still had a delayed reaction, despite my seemingly 'take it on the chin' attitude. After the initial shakes I became very angry with myself for not being able to avoid the situation. In hindsight I know I couldn't have handled the situation better if I'd tried, and neither could you have done. The observations here are spot on. Anytime you find yourself dwelling on the 'could haves' and 'might ofs', you should nip back and review the words of encouragement here.
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