Got jumped by a group of scumbags in college outside of a bar and got knocked out from behind and then boot partied. It was over me sticking up for a kid they were harassing a few weeks prior.
The next night with my still mangled face I ran into their "toughest friend" who started chirping very rude comments at my friend's younger sister who was visiting us. We told him to shut up he made comments about me and I said how about you fight me one on one.
In front of a huge crowd and his girlfriend, I kicked the living sh*t out of him. Less than 24 hours after getting jumped.
This was cool for a while but several months later I got jumped again after his friend paid people to do it (thought he was in the mafia). I needed to have my nose reset and suffered a bad concussion. I was running fast times at this point and it put a hindrance on what had been a breakout track season. I also suffered anxiety from the incident.
Several years later I ran into the guy that paid people to jump me and bonus for "putting me in the hospital" at a bar. Although I was scared I knew I would never get over it if I didn't stand up for myself and confront him. I walked up to him, told him to step outside. He grabbed a bunch of his friends probably to jump me again, but I was with my friends from back home, not my skinny college xc teammates. My friends kept it a one on one and I beat the bag out of him and left him knocked out, laying in a gutter. I retired from fighting after that and was able to finally put to rest a stupid period of my life that would have bothered me for the rest of my life.