To ask what it is like in a fight?

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I have never been in one. I just cen't imagine it.
Apart from sibling battles. Just curious.

Fist fight, not an argument.

Just like any big sudden damatic event, you dont remember any of it.

I have been 'decked' in a case of mistaken identity.

It wasn't a fair fight obviously, but it was horrible. I fell into some bushes outside a bar.

It was horrible. And it was years ago, but I can remember the feeling of bewilderment, being absolutely petrified and feeling so embarrassed.

I have been in many of them.It used to be my job. It gets boring eventually.
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Depends upon many things - whether you're the prick who started it, whether you're getting a beating, who is around you/the environment how much adrenaline you have, how your previous experiences have taught you to respond, etc.

In my case, a childhood of abuse and bullying meant that when somebody attacked me, nothing they did could hurt me and I was furious, but completely calm on the surface, batting their fists away and avoiding their pissed up attempts at kicking. They were more scared by my doing that than the full on, rolling on the floor catfight shit they thought counted as fighting, so they immediately retreated, screaming abuse, turning to run away when I reached the point of 'I've had enough of this shit now' and took a step towards them. I only did that because I was cornered - had I seen an opportunity to get away, I would have taken it immediately, as being in a fight is never anything to prolong.

Other people would be terrified and cower down whilst trying to protect their head. And others would feel red mist descend.

It's not anything big or clever.

I was attacked by a woman on public transport once. I was SO shocked that instinct just kicked in and I fought back and she ended up worse off than me.

Totally unprovoked attack, btw. She was obviously unstable, for want of a better description. I really don’t ever fight or condone violence, but she slapped me so hard she knocked me over and after that it was a blur. I just acted completely on autopilot and fought her off.

Shocking incident. Hope it never happens again, as it was horrible to be attacked and also felt awful once I’d fought her off and realised I’d really hurt her (nothing serious, but bruised her face and kicked her very hard).

It's different for everyone.

I have spent 20 years kick boxing and doing self defence. On the odd occassion stuff has kicked off outside training, I always feel calm. I must have a scary demeanor as well. Last time it happen 5 women in their early 20s decided to shove my friend at a concert then kept doing it. I swopped places with her. So I got shoved and when they turned round and realised it was my tiny best friend and I told them to pack it in, they all apologised and moved on.

I cant actually remember that last fight I had outside training. I am usually quite good at stopping it before it gets to that point.

I have only ever hit anyone once. My at the time bf had an ex who made our life hell. She followed me from pub to pub one Saturday night. As she walked past she kneed me in the back of the knee which made my leg sort of give way. As I turned around I swung my fist and proper cracked her one. Then I turned back to finish my drink! Was fully expecting bouncers to appear! Seemed nobody had noticed! Never had any bother off her after that!
I have never been in any bother before or since!

I'd say if it something you're scared of I really wouldnt be. It doesnt hurt at the time and isnt that bad.

I was in one once in a disco (late 1980s!) when I was about 20, knew the girl, she was very drunk and pissed off (about something that had nothing to do with me), and she just launched herself at me, I didn't even see it coming or know why she picked me!

Lots of rolling around, scratching, hair pulling, slapping/hitting, and me mostly trying to kick her away from me, bouncers split us up and threw her out. I can remember thinking as it was happening what the hell is going on here and why is noone stopping her? Felt as if it went on for ages but it was probably only seconds or maybe a minute. I had drunk enough it didn't hurt too much until the next day, but it was a bit mortifying going into my office on Monday with a badly bruised and scratched face.

You run on pure adrenaline during a fight. I had A LOT of fights growing up. We moved from England up to Scotland where my dads family lived. Because we had English accents me & my sister and 2 brothers got a really hard time. It was either fight back or let them keep picking us off. I got a reputation of being a tough kid, in reality i just went for it. Hit em as hard as i could & try not to get to hurt. When you are surrounded by a group of people chanting & shouting encouragement to the person kicking the shit out of you it really fires you up to go hard and defend yourself

Almost 20 years ago, my friend at the time hit me for some reason I can't remember and I just hit her back. I didn't even think about it, it was like my arm moved of its own accord. I don't remember much else about it other than the look of shock on her face. The following day we both had a black eye each and looked a right pair when we went on our prearranged daytrip to Alton Towers

I thought I was going to come to blows yesterday at a busy event when some woman started yelling at me because I asked her to stop knocking my seat as I was trying to eat my sandwich. Similar to the thing above, if she'd have actually gone for me I'd probably have automatically hit her back because I was so angry and shocked at the way she suddenly changed that I was shaking with the adrenaline.

I got glassed across my faceby a girl in a bar when I was 18, she tapped me on the shoulder and when I turned round hit me across the face with a glass bottle that broke, I could see blood everywhere all over my clothes and the floor but as I couldn't feel anything I didn't think it could be mine, she was trying to drag me into the floor by my hair so I fought back and got her a few times in the face and mouth before she ran off, the instinct to fight back/adrenaline definitely kicks in

I grew up in an area where fights were normal so sadly, I've had a few. It's not nice at all. I was taught how to fight effectively by my older brother and as a result, I never lost a fight. Never started one either though.

I fought with no rules...no care for the other person's safety, my reasoning being "They're trying to hurt me so I'll need to put them out of action quickly" and that's what I did.

I never pulled hair or scratched but punched like a male does in a fight. All over very quickly.

I look back now and feel horror at what I went through.

I've been in 2, both times I walked into toilets in a pub, both times good friends were being jumped.
1st time I grabbed a woman off my best friend and she swung at me and missed, I swing at her and made contact and she left.
2nd time was horrible, I heard a commotion and ran in to see a mixed group attacking my friend and her girlfriend. I waded in and cant remember much but was badly bruised the next day, as were my friend and her girlfriend.
Both times it was instinct and I felt sick and shaken afterwards.

Just to add I was sober both times - 1st time I was designated driver, 2 and time I had just arrived at the pub.

When i was a teenager I had the crap kicked out of me by a large group of other teenagers at the beach. It’s nothing like you see on TV - no one has any technique so there’s lots of flailing, random kicks and punches. And the thing you never see is that it’s pretty much impossible to fight back because it really, really hurts.

I guess a “fight” would imply more balance, however!

I’ve been in one serious fight as an adult when a woman decided to go for me physically during an argument.
She was upset over a break-up and took it out on me. She actually grabbed me around the neck with both hands and (I’d done some kick boxing before) I shoved both her hands out and away and punched her really hard, three times, in the face.
She looked very shocked as I think she was expecting a hair-pulling scrap at worst, because I was a soft student.
All I was focused on was dropping her on her arse so she didn’t grab my neck again. It was a functional sort of thing, and I remember thinking “That one landed well, she’ll fuck off now.”

Very shaken afterwards. A couple of weeks later I saw her in a pub and thought “Oh no, not again,”, but she bought me a cider instead.

Similar to HennyPenny, really. It’s not nice at all, but you go into a weird mindset of “Must neutralise threat now...” and then you freak out once the adrenaline has gone.

I went to a very rough school, and it was a case of having to or be picked on and bullied. I had a few fights until I had to fight the older brother of a girl that had picked a fight with me. I managed to some how give him a nose bleed which sent him scurrying, and I was never picked on again. Other kids gave me a wide berth and seemed afraid of me. I was tall, and known as an athletic type, so that sort of cemented things.
I had already been beaten by my mother so never cried when hit, fighting is a lot about keeping your cool. I learned to remove jewellery, especially ear rings, and tuck hair into the back of my top. Use elbows, push with your entire body weight, and rush your opponent, the one that gets in the first hit is at an advantage.
I have not had a fight in my adult life. I don't want to end up inside.

I was glassed in the face when I was 19. There was no provocation or anything, just a girl from school who hated me and was full of alcohol. She broke the bottle and smashed it into the right hand side of my face and then grabbled my hair, I remember getting up seeing the blood on my hands and a barman holding a bar towel over my face. I can’t remember any fight. What I do remember is the months of surgery that followed and the years I never ventured out the door socially. She got 10 months. I’ve moved on from it now but some days I can’t help but wonder what my life would have been like without a scar that runs from my temple to under my bottom lip.

I was badly bullied from 13-16yo and was physically attacked twice in that time (by the same girl). The first time I remember lying on the ground just trying to kick her away and she couldn’t get close enough to me to do anything. The second time she got me an absolute belter and I didn’t see it coming. She punched me several times in the head and pushed me off the chair I was sitting on, which sort of trapped me under the table as she kicked me. She was finally dragged away by a dinner lady (yep, it was an unprovoked attack in the middle of the dinner hall while a huge crowd looked on - she had obviously planned it because a few people had tried to get me to go outside earlier in the break). It didn’t hurt at the time and it wasn’t until I got to the office to wait for my mum that I realised my nose was bleeding and my glasses were broken.

About half way through my very first year at secondary i was suddenly targeted by that year's bully. (rough school) (Her sidekick did most of the winding up and she'd go in and do the beating up).

I was very quiet and they'd started picking on me to try and get a reaction i think. Still at the early winding up stage - the sidekick sat behind me in a music lesson one day (on the desk) and for the first time got physical and pulled my hair. Once. Twice. Three times and i don't remember the next 5 minutes but i 'came to' sitting on her chest with handfulls of her hair in my hands and massive bloody scratches down her face and the class chanting my name and hers.

I was horrified. The bully herself was amused. Everyone was surprised. None more so than me. I was never once bullied again.

I should add - the sidekick was crying and begging me to get off. It was the main bully who was amused.

2 or 3 years on the girl i fought with stopped hanging around with the bitches and eventually our paths crossed again and we became quite a good friends.

Dunno but I was pushed though a shop window once.

Was horrific.