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How protective are you of those you love?

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Those I love, are worth killing for, worth dying for, and worth going to hell for.
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@SW-User Yet, almost everyone says this - and the world is where it is? I'm not being devil's advocate, or trying to be contrarian, but how far has the world got itself with men defending *their* honour?
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I got stabbed for trying to break up a fight which involved my best mate, so that’s one so far.
My dad got bashed by a car load of randoms, me and a friend raided my dads wardrobe where he confiscated my arsenal of weapons, my mate grabbed the baseball bat, I grabbed a machete, and we drove around town for hours chasing down the car my dad described. Had my mum shitting herself praying I don’t find those guys, because she knows what likely would of happened if we caught them.
Saying that, one of the mottos I live by is”death before dishonour”@SW-User
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@SW-User Thank you in sharing that. Its not an experience I have. I only grew up in a small town, likely well to do, but sensitive, and my father was a foster child from a family who couldn't care towards him. His mother was in the hospital (in the 50s) for epilepsy. What did his Dad, do? Went and passed himself out drunk enough to forget feeding his child.

I love my Mum. I know the scenarios are different but she had be to nervous in the 60s marrying a foster kid. And while, somewhere I respected my father more, there. I can't imagine being a child in the 50s without home .... I could remember my Mum more, now that's he's gone; not that I think I do