this is kinda fun...
My avatar is intented to be taken at 'face value', nothing deep or mysterious; I have taken a helluva beating and...still hold the dove, have never in my life hit, grabbed or shoved anyone in harm - ever. No physical fights, no violence and no throwing things with two minor exceptions, both a long long time ago.
Fighting ain't for me, too easy to break a bone in one's hand, or get an eye put out. I took up sports, and channeled the adrenaline/aggression into that; the backs of my hands are literally covered with scar tissue from rock climbing. Self harm? It may have very well served that purpose, and satisfied that "need" in a peer accepted manner. Looking back a couple decades? It now seems mildly abberant but I undertsand why...
Am reminded of a scene in a Charles Bukowski short story; he's spent the night on a car seat in a junkyard, the junkyard man's son finds him, and starts beating on "the dirty bum" with a baseball bat, while the kids dad gives him encouagement. Bukowski just gets up - oh, he can feel the blows, you bet - he just gets up and walks away. No acknowledgement, no outrage. Just walks off...
Picked the name because its just an easy name for a guy...I need to write about events including others so some anonymity is needed. Plus I feel a tiny bit less inhibited writing.
:-)