A girl I used to have feelings for used me like a tool for weeks. Today, she made blatant attacks on people who believe abortion is a moral choice as well as a life choice. (My personal preference is it's the woman's decision and no one should influence it. If she sees a fetus as nothing , that's her choice, likewise if they see it as a human, they do so, etc.) So me being the peacemaker I am, I tell her and the guy I can clearly tell she isn't fond of that they're both right and wrong in their arguments, though both are quite vid (which I wanted to give them acknowledgment for being able to do so). As soon as I began to write, she starts to loose it, saying that religion was brought in as well as making it personal, and here is where the rage part comes in. STUPID BITCH, IT'S ABORTION, OF COURSE IT'S GOING TO BE PERSONAL! And throughout the conversation, not once was religion stated, and I told her that. She goes on and starts to say that saying a woman protecting her child with her life is sexist and wrong. HAVE YOU NEVER SEEN AN ANIMAL MOTHER PROTECT THEIR BABIES EVEN IF THE CHILD IS DEAD BEFORE THEM!? And every human will follow instinct over choice, so protecting your young is obvious! Hell, as soon as she said that, I said she's either going to be a bad mother or has never met a good mother. I know I'm lucky to have a mother like a grizzly; protective and will die for me and my sister without hesitation, but if you say ALL women won't protect their kids, you're obviously a fucking idiot. Next, after a few argument placements later, she blatantly says I'm calling her a murderer for "saying" that women shouldn't have abortions. If you look towards the beginning, as I started with in that conversation, you can tell I never said se was a murderer and I said it's her choice, no matter what the reason is. Then she says I made a parallel to the holocaust and abortion. First of all, I don't take the holocaust lightly; my great grandparents were anti-nazi rebels that had their brothers hung publicly as a warning. Secondly, saying something that I didn't say puts me so up on edge, I did the one thing I knew best; end the argument with the victory I claimed. With her calling things that were lies, I was about to tell her she needs to stop grabbing biased articles as her sources (believe me, they were and she had about one for every argument) and then she says I know nothing about what is going on, and before I get to post, she deletes the entire post, leaving it with only comments I put (probably a glitch on FB). So at this point, I'm almost stark raving mad at her and I'm about to do a mocking congratulations to her... That's when I realized that I probably either hurt her or made her incapable of admitting that she lost the argument, to the point she couldn't take I anymore.
So I'm not mad at this anymore, I'm revelling in the sweetest of rewards, one of the best rushes I felt as I succeeded in getting revenge for her hurting me. Call me an evil bastard if you want; she had it coming to her.