I was in Tae Kwon Do for 3 years. I made it up to a orange belt with a yellow flag. I learned different forms and techniques from the grand master. He was a pain in the ass to deal with at times but he was cool. I joined the class because years ago when I was at middle school.
This girl I knew sent her brother and he's goons to beat me up. Her brother was a guy from high school and he came looking for me. When I was waiting for my mom to pick me up after school outside. I hear someone call my name I turn around then BAM! I get sucker punched in the face and got put to the ground.
Every student outside seen it and laughed. The brother and his friends laughed at me then ran away. I became a laughing stock at that school ever sense. I hated that guy so bad that I wanted him dead. My mom ended up following a police report on him, and thought I should take self-defense lessons.
Then that's where I ended up taking Tae Kwon Do. I was there until I got to the 10th grade of high school. Alot of fucked up stuff started happening in my life, and I went into a huge depression. Then one day I just quit Tae Kwon Do. Looking back on it I wish I stayed at the school. But at the time I wasn't there mentally I was just to depress.