Oh, Rugby.
A girl in one of my classes honestly thought that I was in an abusive relationship today. I have a black eye and a noticeably large bruise on my forearm so this girl was like, “….is that a black eye?..” I casually said yes. She then continued awkwardly with, “and that bruise on your arm….. what’s that from?…” I looked down and was quiet for a minute and when I looked up, she was staring at me with a really worried look on her face. I simply said, “I play rugby and got the shit kicked out of me this weekend.” She looked super relieved when I said that. I really don’t think she would have known what to do if I had said I was in an abusive relationship. Besides, I’m really sure that no one would hit me anyway. I’d fucking kill them.
I really like to believe that I saved your life.
