I'm not crazy... I'm just not afraid. So while you teachers pet jerks are buttering him up, I'm just sitting here. Putting him in his place. Showing him that I'm not afraid. I'm me. And I don't like when you yell at me, teacher. Because I will yell right back. Why are people cursed with anxiety. IF SOMEONE IS WRONG THEY NEED TO KNOW.
It is usually on the behalf of others that the wire is tripped...and I also usually have to know someone very well to get mad at them (weird but true, and especially if it is on my behalf). It is a rare occurrence- but if it happens it is brutal. I once physically took down a boy bigger than myself for being an asshole to my baby brother the day after our dad died...extreme circumstances.