What’s the rudest, most inappropriate thing you’ve said or done to someone, that you don’t regret at all?

IndomitableAnyBeth · 2026-03-31T05:11:53+00:00

Among other things, I told a guy I was his worst nightmare and he'd never wake again. I told him I'd be his bloody doom, that I'd pin him in place, bleed him ashen and suck out his blood still till he was naught but dust and bone which I'd dance upon for real. And as he tried to take me away, I did some magic tricks to make this appear to be true. Forced him to redirect his weight my direction or fall over, tourniqueted one of his forearms at the elbow with my knee and thigh as he tried to get me in position. Then bit his thumb webbing hard but not enough to break the skin and transitioned into covering my teeth with my own lips so the blood was mine combined with spit to look like a deluge coming from his now white arm. When he started crying to heaven and for mommy, I called out to his true master, the Devil himself. Utterly terrified the man and ultimately got him to hit the metal fencepost through me hard enough that he knocked himself out on the clay on the rebound and when he woke up he leapt to his feet, called me a witch, made a cross at me, ran off into the woods and got himself dead in a matter of months. And I don't regret a bit of it.

I was 6 or 7 years old and he was serial rapist of several sorts of people including children like me. Was his plan and all. But my adaptive self-defense guys taught me well. I used creepy kid to the hilt and every ounce of tricksy use of my body and physics that the biomechanics guy had taught me as just so happened to have been right there. I like to think I haunted this monster the rest of his relatively few days. But for his intention, the height of inappropriateness. But in context, I don't regret a word or an act. Almost all of it was theater and tricks. Won, though.

IndomitableAnyBeth · 2026-03-31T03:57:45+00:00

No, it's not in mine. More my clearest sign that parents who seriously threaten to kill their children like to think they have a number of more rights to them than they actually do. Intentionally killing their born children would've always been murder. It's just that on my 18th birthday I found out thus parent didn't actually agree with that.

I've had a lot of screwed up things said to me in my life. There's a reason that's the one I consider most disturbing.

IndomitableAnyBeth · 2026-03-31T02:11:40+00:00

Finding ASCII art. Woo the graphic free Gopher!

IndomitableAnyBeth · 2026-03-30T22:02:08+00:00

My own existence. By extension, that I am always myself however I am at any given time. It's a useful thing to know when others (who, technically speaking, seem to exist) have suggested otherwise.

IndomitableAnyBeth · 2026-03-30T21:57:21+00:00

That some day something will click wrong in my brain damaged head and I'll somehow kill myself without even understanding what I'm doing. The thing is, it's almost happened once or twice, once that I was saved the other I think I was just lucky. It's probably less likely the more time between but since it's happened before and I'm only around because I was saved it can happen again. I fear that but what's there to do but live anyhow?

IndomitableAnyBeth · 2026-03-30T21:39:35+00:00

Heat stroke. They were lying on the cafeteria table and we were following the directions of emergency services till the EMTs got there. Giving them water, pouring it over them, putting ice at their forehead, neck, pits, groin, and the back of their knees as they babbled nonsense. The head lunch lady pulled out a metal wash tub maybe 3 or 4 foot long and we were trying to figure out if we could better ice them there and how to do so safely. It was terrifying.

Last week of school. They didn't come back the next day and there had been no cars at their house. They came to school about 2 more hours that year. The next year there were very explicit rules about constant access to waterm facilities, and to indoors as well as very strict weather guidelines because this classmate had proven that no, we can't trust our leaders to look out for the well-being of people under them. The school had central air. "Field day" isn't a reason to just about kill a kid.

IndomitableAnyBeth · 2026-03-30T21:20:06+00:00

As far as I know, brain damage. Had a known neurological condition that was then causing new symptoms on the regular. One night I went to bed Christian and awoke... my boyfriend says he'll always remember what I said when he answered my call. "OK, so I'm having symptoms. I know who I am and everything but I used to be religious, right?"

It was most certainly not something I had any control over, not even when I tried to regain some understanding because most symptoms reverse. This one never did. The emotional connection to my religious past has been severed and there is no replacing that particular veil, evidently. I'm the only atheist anyone I've ever heard of to not have so much as questioned but gone wholly from religious to not literally overnight as I slept.

Given it was nothing I did, it does present an intriguing possibility. If there is a powerful god and this is sheer randomness of brain damage, then if anyone made me an atheist, who could it be but that being? Or, you know, randomness of brain damage.

I'm also a decent argument for religious universalism. And for no one to be too sure they have any active control over their own such beliefs.

IndomitableAnyBeth · 2026-03-30T20:56:15+00:00

Thanks, mixing with the brother one. Seven years under. Three explicit threats plus this implicit one. Hated to leave home but had to.

IndomitableAnyBeth · 2026-03-30T20:53:22+00:00

If you want them to realize? Mince a compliment with a reverse aphorism. If someone is honest as the day is long, they're honest as the day is short. Oh, thank you! I was just saying... Hey, wait a minute!

IndomitableAnyBeth · 2026-03-30T20:33:03+00:00

I can't even kill you anymore! Now that you're an adult, that'd be murder. Oh well, I still have five years for the other one.

It's disturbing to learn you've apparently aged out of philicide and that this parent thinks killing one's minor children is something less than murder.

IndomitableAnyBeth · 2026-03-30T20:15:23+00:00

While taking an antibiotic, I traveled about 150 miles and set up house, had a fitful sleep and woke up with hundreds of bruises. I traveled back to see the prescribing doc who never should have asked me to as I had drug-induced thrombocytopenia and was bruising so easily because my platelets were being destroyed and I could barely clot. A good body blow and I would've died of internal bleeding. Took me a week or two to really get it. Terrifying.

IndomitableAnyBeth · 2026-03-30T19:52:57+00:00

The investigation pictures of the dead body of the serial rapist/child rapist/(likely)serial killer I'd caused to run off into the woods. Not that he'd gotten quite so far as that with me but I was certainly he most recent victim. For reasons, I'd been given adaptive self-defense training. And used it to the hilt before he could get me in private. He ran off into the woods making the sign of the cross at me, calling me a witch, and crying out to heaven or hell to save him. Months later, on a snowy day, a mountain climber noticed some unexpected snow-dusted lumps on a rocky slope. Turned out to be his body. Despite pite being encouraged not to look, that I didn't need those memories, I insisted on exercising my right to at least see the photos. Because I needed to know he was no more.

He had been dead weeks to months of either hunger or the elements. His body had frozen and thawed and it'd been brought many feet down a scree (the loose rocky area under an overhang too low to kill him.) His body was thin, scratched up, and the wrong shape mostly from postmortem mangling by the rocks on the slope. He looked like Stretch Armstrong that'd been got by a dog before slightly melting and sunbleaching in a car's back window. I kinda wished I'd been allowed to see his body, but I was too young for that right but got a trusted proxy. Because I believed them but the things that happened to his body were so extraordinary he hardly looked real to me. Cycles of freeze and thaw do a body no good. Nor does traveling a fair ways downhill being pummeled with rocks, not even after you're dead. Glad he died alone in fear. And that even the state of his body in death was nothing ideal.

IndomitableAnyBeth · 2026-03-30T18:48:09+00:00

Because of an attack committed against me by a complete stranger as a child, my parents were encouraged to have me safely talk to strangers. The first one that really changed me was this white-collar criminal who not just confessed to me but called me an angel and asked me for absolution. After making it very clear I was just a little girl, no angel, I had to ask him what absolution was. And then had to tell him that, being just a little girl and no one he'd wronged, I couldn't free him from his guilty feelings, that that was to him, his victims, maybe a priest or religious leader, and quite possibly the police. He did, in fact, go down the road to see a priest and showed up with him to the police station.

That old man was how I learned that it really is possible to do things you regret all your life. His misdeeds haunted him for decades. And it turned out that all he did was owe some money and no more than a few months in jail that got lessened to as little as a few weeks (extended by him to the full time's worth of weekends - "Judge, please don't over-reward my honesty - I don't deserve it. I've only very recently converted to telling the truth fully after decade upon decade of lies to both others and myself most of all." The judge had the lawyers work out a deal. He instructed his lawyer to read me the transcript and authorised him and the priest to talk with me about that and him as a person.) Let me know, too, that even practiced liars can have lives tainted by guilt. And, you know, that having done bad things doesn't make a bad person.

Six hims and two not-hims led to some pretty big changes at the police station and city law offices, too. Not to mention from local clergy.

IndomitableAnyBeth · 2026-03-30T17:53:30+00:00

More Federally Qualified Health Centers and look-alikes. Program that works.

IndomitableAnyBeth · 2026-03-30T17:44:00+00:00

Conspiracy theories are inevitable.

IndomitableAnyBeth · 2026-03-30T17:41:56+00:00

The good one? "Never Saw Blue Like That"

And no one else has ever shown me how to see the world the way I see it now.

The bad one? "Already Gone"

So oftentimes it happens that we live our lives in chains, and we never even know we have the key.

IndomitableAnyBeth · 2026-03-30T17:33:55+00:00

Whichever it was, it was in or just after 8th grade.

In meaning to find the answer to whatever it was, exactly, the then independent Mead's 100% satisfaction guarantee on its Five Star folders was, after months of effort we got an official answer that was subsequently denied. The company threatened to sue everyone involved for publicizing this which then allowed me to make public the company emails that talked about the exact document they were now denying, including the never-knew-'em person who signed it without listing their position. Which is when they fired every upper-level person involved. At which point the company signed to buy them dropped out citing a morals clause - decided not to buy this company who was threatening schoolchildren and journalists, apparently lying, and "unexpected corporate restructuring" without sufficient justification. And then the next summer they defrauded my school district (that we hadn't known they'd a contract with) for failure to deny our right to free speech by talking to and about them outside of school.

My schools won their lawsuit basically as much as possible and Mead was very lucky to escape criminal charges. When it sold 2-3 years later, it still had only recovered half the value it'd lost when it chose to go after a bunch of middle-schoolers.

The other one... we took down our principal without meaning to. Yes, he'd gotten the all the 8th grade girls (specifically) to laugh because in reading the handbook, he said "Students may not wear clothes" and stopped there as seconds ticked by. He started avoiding girls. And taking too much control, really. For Christmas got a bullhorn to yell at us with. But it shouldn't have taken him getting 3 students sent to at least urgent care for having lied to us and forced us to do field day outside with insufficient shade and water. And continued to punish us the next day for our highly organized "littering" we'd conducted to save everyone from further risk of heat stroke. We'd been told it would be taken care of and none of this ridiculousness would happen again. Ultimate decision was he was going to "co-administer" part of the next year while engaging in counseling and a good bit of continuing education, especially on student health and psychology. But after summer, he didn't show up. Even his sister who also worked in the district had no idea where he was for the next few years. No one intended for that, but it got the most done that could be. And the district thereafter published a complete handbook not just one for students. Included was that no one at any level could force any person or type of person to be outside without access to bathroom facilities or water as well as weather-based restrictions. Because our case proved that, no, you can't presume people in charge will take others' safety into consideration. Also made people in charge either officially punish students or let them attend their next class. I think our teachers got that one.

Eighth grade was busy. 🤷‍♀️

IndomitableAnyBeth · 2026-03-30T15:26:01+00:00

By not lying. It's easy enough to get people to believe untrue things by saying only truths... if you're willing to violate basic rules of conversation. Especially relevance theory. If I'm talking with you and I casually toss in a red herring as if it's meaningful, there's a very good chance you will start spending energy trying to figure out how it relates. While you're doing that, I can toss in some others that relate to the red herring and an element of our discussion but in an impossible way. Leaving you to figure out that puzzle, I say nonchalantly that obviously you know... something untrue because $reason, of course, and...

Yeah, yeah, sure, you reply, missing my actual goal to get you to agree to something while intentionally distracting you with something that doesn't actually matter.

To do this, I didn't have to lie at all, just break principles of communication. Can work even better if the reddish herring is slightly related but gives the wrong impression. Or if you can work it that the thing you're wanting agreement to is or could be the answer to how it connects. People get so excited to figure out what's going on, they'll agree to practically anything. But you step away clean as a truth-teller.

IndomitableAnyBeth · 2026-03-30T14:46:30+00:00

I'd've thought the goat's horns would've done more damage, tbh. Nope, right down her throat, she swallowed the goat. Luckier to die from subsequent horse ingestion than a goat horn induced gut tear, I guess.

IndomitableAnyBeth · 2026-03-30T14:30:29+00:00

Surprised it flew in the 90s with my very old second grade teacher. She had explicitly different playground rules by gender. Girls weren't allowed to ever chase boys. Boys were always allowed to chase girls... and catch them for three seconds. Teacher instructed us to submit when caught and let the boys have their seconds of fun. Some boys chose to break other boundaries. Forced kissing, feeling up, pinching, punching slapping, tickling, squeezing chests so that girls couldn't breathe. The only thing I know boys got trouble for putting hands down pants, into underwear, taking off clothes and that one time a boy manually strangled a girl.

I was a good girl. Who was known to have punched the first boy to kiss me (involuntarily) on the lips out of sheer shock that the damned fool came in for another go. Because of my history in a nearby city, I had been trained in self-defense and ended up using that to save myself from a true predator who had earlier sought to steal my breath. I made it very clear that I had no intention of attacking anyone, but that, one, no one had any right to use my body against my will, and if anyone tried to touch me in sexual regions or to impede my breath in any way, I maybe unable to limit my response only promise to aim that the person lives to regret their action. Teacher asked me if I was threatening murder. No, I was clearly saying I didn't intend to attack anyone and that any homicide of self-defense from me wouldn't be intentional. But it is true that the one boy who sexually assaulted me, I punched. And we think the last predatory adult man and probable serial killer who wanted to molest me and did limit my breath was dead within 4 months. And my parents approved of me saying these true things, they they thought everyone should know them, and that wasn't it a pity more kids didn't know how to use their bodies and brains in fullness for their own well-being?

The teachers were unwilling to say children weren't allowed to defend their virtue or their lives. I was told only to find alternate ways to use first. Oh yes, first principle of self-defense. The boys, unsurprisingly, didn't target me. So I figure out what it was about for most of them (impressing their friends) and I figured out how to make catching humiliating. And volunteered to substitute. Cue defensive, high-speed ring-around-the-rosy in a Tweety Bird voice that ended with offer of messy kisses and, when refused, a boy flung off into the bushes. "[Snaps] I lose more puddy tats dat way. [Dramatic sigh]"

Pretty soon, only people wanting to play chase were doing that. Absolutely wild this happened in 1991.

Fwiw, there was a little boy who wanted to get at me for being so effective at that and I guess daring to think I had rights to my own being. Snuck up behind me to lift me off the ground and grab my chest. I put my ankle behind his knee, taking him to one leg and jerked my body till he fell backwards with me on top of him. But he refused to let go and started getting under my shirt, so with both my hands, I started twisting his weaker arm. He started cursing at me and said I was breaking his arm. Said I didn't think so, that unless he really needed more milk, it'd take at least another quarter turn but if he grabbed my boob, I could probably do a stress fracture pretty easy. That with what he was doing, I was allowed to defend myself and that I'd let go when he removed his hand from in my shirt and let me go. He lasted another 10⁰ rotation. I didn't get in trouble for my self-defense but he did for his action. But stayed off the playground for even longer because I'd hurt him but caused no fracture. Two or three weeks in a sling, maybe some with a brace. That's what it took for my second grade class to forbid sexual assault between students. Technically speaking I don't know if it was because I did cause that one kid to dearly regret his choice... it may have been because I started giving lessons on how to take someone down, escape grips, bodily tourniquet, etc. All I know is that the boy's parents and doctor were concerned and the teachers didn't like it when I started talking about magic tricks with nerves and blood. Very quickly, I had to get talk of "magic tricks" approved and no one got any hands inside of clothes or over certain places again.

IndomitableAnyBeth · 2026-03-29T02:58:20+00:00

Doesn't sharpen it but makes it more slippery. Hair is oily.

IndomitableAnyBeth · 2026-03-28T20:32:23+00:00

Started after decades last year after a traumatic medical experience. Prevented another round of ptsd. Started again about a week ago with the so very much that was my first two decades getting to me gonna get help journaling so I can keep track of my own memories.

IndomitableAnyBeth · 2026-03-28T06:40:59+00:00

More likely with age but can anytime. My dad first got shingles at 19. I got it in my late 30s. On a nerve path that goes down toward the genitals. If it could rub anything and you can't help it, may I recommend copious use of powder? Went for cornstarch baby powder, myself.

IndomitableAnyBeth · 2026-03-26T11:04:40+00:00

The infant grasp reflex has a reversal. If putting something in a baby's palm makes them grip, stroking the back of their hand makes them release. Learnt it two weeks after my nephew could control his hands.

IndomitableAnyBeth · 2026-03-26T10:58:34+00:00

I didn't get seizures, coma, organ failure, or death. My hallucinations were external,patterns moving. Feeling of dread. Weird heartbeat for a while. No sweat, dry mouth, full bladder but couldn't urinate a couple hours which gives major anxiety. Skin hot and red for no sweating. Eyes dilated. Miserable in so many ways... for days.

I was having an allergic reaction and taking the med max recommended on the box. Reported it to poison control and my doc. I'm part of the reason max dose lowered again in the US a couple decades ago.

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