In High School, my girlfriend passed away. Because of this i've locked away my emotions for years, and now its something I pride myself on, Keeping my emotions in check, that is. Two Days ago I walked to the front of my house and asked my sister, essentially, if she'd had the hundred dollars she owes me. At this time her boyfriend (and father of her baby, my niece) rolled down the window and raises his voice saying "Man, we don't owe you no money, we been paid you what we owe". I respond by saying, "You don't owe me anything, Cam does, why are you even talking to me about money someone else owes". In a hostile tone and goes "You know what" and quickly unbuckles his seat belt and gets out of the car. All in one second the rage of him cheating, and beating my sister, cursing my mom out over the phone, making jabs at my younger brother (he's autistic, that's right he's one of your own) suddenly erupts. I've NEVER been as angry as I was in that moment. I walk around the car to the passenger side, AND i'm fine, no longer angry. I sign, and before I can even mouth a single syllable to ask him to leave, He swings twice, striking me on the neck and eye. Oh boy there's that anger again, (even the say he was swinging pissed me off, He had his head down and was just swinging his arms) but I hold myself back, I take another two hits to the face and two to the chest, then I push him off me, before taking one more to the cheek. The rage is still there, I scream "You've got to be the dumbest piece of **** i've ever had the ******* displeasure of knowing", "I didn't throw one ******* punch" "Assault charges are coming your way, I just wish It was Cam who pressed them". Now the anger is gone and i'm happy in a way, pussy punches (PP) then goes "oh i'll show you assault" and walks up to me, I literally turn the other cheek, waiting to take another weak ass punch to the face, instead he pushes me, I slip on the ice i'm standing on and catch myself on my car, popping a wrist cyst in the process. My little bro, then goes "leave my brother alone, you piece of **** ", (which surprised me, he's scared to even pay a cashier) PP then starts to yell at my brother "You wana go too, bitch", before my sister screams for him to get in the car and they drive away. So I call the Police and they charge him with Offensive Touching, (where I live you have to have an injury for it to be assault, I forgot to mention my wrist) and yesterday I drove up the get warrant out. My Mom, however, is saying this is my fault, because I walked outside to ask my sis for the money that was already 7 months late. This, for some reason is really bothering me, I don't understand why it is, when everyone else (besides my sis) is on my side. Anyway because of my Mom screaming at me I havn't been sleeping we;; tonight and typing this out helped. I'm 6"3" btw and 275 pounds. PP is prob 6"1" and 200 pounds.