This guy beat the shit out of me in Tuscon, Arizona in 2014 and I really wanna kick his ass. I've been working out for 10 years just to beat this guys ass. I'm extremely scared and I really need someone to help me find him before I chicken out again. I know I trained for 10 years but idk if I can beat his ass even now. I'm not gonna lie, it's mostly a mental game. He really beat the shit out of me. It was embarrassing. I think about it almost every day. Sometimes I think that no matter how strong I get, he will always possess a supernatural hold over me that renders me totally incapble of stopping him from kicking my ass again. I shit my pants in front of my kids. My wife and boss were fucking watching. My mom had to come over and help me clean shit off of myself like I was a baby. I'm really traumatized man. Idk what fucking move that was but he like slapped my stomach and that's all it took.  I can't take shits without having flashbacks. Sometimes you start your day having no idea that the entire trajectory of your life is about to be altered by some fucking guy who looks like a hotter version of Mark Zuckerberg, but then some guy with a ceasar haircut who looks like Mark's twin brother Clark FuckHerburg,  slaps the shit out of you in front of your family and makes your kids quit returning your calls. I'm probably gonna kill myself.