i feel i he devolved a little since reading this thread
...OP ... the reason you get people wanting to fight you is you lack confidence .... remember .... cocky is not confident ... fake confidence or cockiness is bad
I used to fight when i was younger ....i come from a long line of hard men...so monkey see monkey do ...took me a long time to see i was an idiot ....now i would rather talk it out than slug it out ...but i find that having confidence and a face full of scares is enough to stop people wanting to take me on
Now i would rather help someone than hurt them ...and life is a lot better :0
Peace
SAY THAT TO MY FACE BITCH!!!!
j/k.
your wrong about me man.
I have feeling your the type of dude that I'd end up getting in a fight with. I've never been "hard" and I don't come from a long line of asshol-- i mean "hard" men. In fact I'm the polar opposite of hard. I'm like a momma boy almost. I used to be in marching band.... I got culled out of the football team because I couldn't hack it. I took home ec instead of woodshop. Ok the last ones not true...but you get the point. I'm a pussy cat 90%.
I'm far from falsely confident. I'm aware of limitations and downfalls. I'm as confident as I need to be. If you knew mo, or even follow me on the boards you'd know that too. I don't let anyone fuck with me here either. I don't brag, I don't shamelessly advertise my latest grow in my signature, I don't put my name on techniques that have been used for decades like "Uncle Ben's" Topping technique or the "Hempy" bucket (btw Pad those are quotation marks. Look them up).
Truth is, it's the people tht want to fight me that have the false confidence. They look at me and think "what is that guy smiling about..." I'm fat, I'm not particularly attractive, I'm surely not rich and you can tell by looking at me, but I'm ok with that. They want me to feel bad about myself, and get mad when I don't. that the only explanation I have and it's purely subjective.
All throughout my school years, I have been friends with the outcasts, because I was an outcast. They were the dorky kids in class, or the mentally challenged kids, or the kid with a stutter. I don't know why they gravitated toward me initially but when anyone tried to mess with them, I had to fight them off (this was like 3rd through 8th grade). In middle school I made friends with a kid with a really bad stutter and a horrible voice. It sounded like he was constantly going through puberty so folks called him "puberty boy" and of course, he was my friend.
There was this group of mexican dude who played a pick up game of soccer every lunch, One day the got into a big fight and the principle cancelled all soccer at lunch. So now there's like 15 bastard kids with nothing to do for 30 minutes at lunch but terrorize us. They were after puberty boy but didn't like me either because I was mexican, and I wasn't on their side. Plus I was like a foot taller than all of them so come on... I spent the better part of a year fighting a group of mexicans everyday at lunch for the entire 7th grade.
I never looked for fights. I was thrown into them like a caged lion while others watched and yelled. It was scary at first.
Besides, you're telling me you never got drunk with your best friends and started a slap boxing fight that maybe got a little too serious?