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Paramedicine was rated one of the most miserable career pathways in addition to one of the most underpaid professions.

When I was an EMT many years ago, these were the most miserable, pessimistic, cynical, depressed, toxic, and unhealthy people I had ever worked with. Many were just bluntly straight out mean. One was an older pedo that kept fantasizing and commenting about the all teenage girls he'd seen out in public. One was a former trucker that chose to change jobs. Just about all of them discouraged me from continuing in this line of work. None of them seemed to be the type that aspired to become what they were.

In addition, there were fast food jobs that were paying more. EMS is not embraced as public safety because cops get all the recognition and respect. EMS is not respected much in the healthcare industry. We were never recognized much in policymaking or by state leaders. In fact, many local leaders wanted to replace us entirely by private ambulance companies or didn't care much about us at all.

I believe EMS could have had the potential and momentum to be something great and well-respected, it just never materialized.

It is something that has bothered me till this day, even when I am 31 years old and disabled. My best friend works in EMS and he is one of the most selfless, caring people. It is a shame and disgusting how lousy people can be towards our heroes.

I never had anyone have my back, growing up, and i recognized that my lack of allies meant I'd be seen as an easy target, so I got really big, and I'd never fight fair.

For instance, one kid started a fight with me and threw a few punches, I smashed my elbow into his jaw as hard as I could and threw him down. As he got up, I lifted my right leg up and stomped his face onto the wood floor as hard as I could, forcing him to lay there.

Needless to say, nobody put their hands on me again for quite a while when they saw that. I did this because I felt if I can't protect myself with numbers, if I engage in such cruel methods of self defense which leave the opponent hurt so much worse than me, people will be too afraid of me to try that again.

Medication I had to take to survive also made my fingernails grow very fast, I used this to my advantage. For instance, one girl tried to cut the line to sign out for the bathroom. She grabbed the pen, I sank my nails deep into her hand and slid them down, forming a gash in her hand. This made her let go and recoil, calling me insane as she observed her bleeding hand.

I hated this girl all my life, she had a big mouth and thought she could screw with me because she was tall, this incident reminded her that while she's 6'1", she weighed well under 100 pounds and I was already 180 pounds and lean at that point.

I did this because I believed i could never let anyone have even the tiniest little inch, or others will see it and think I'm an easy target cause I had no friends. She tried to cut me in front of the class, so I stood up for myself and let it be known to everyone that I will not tolerate even the smallest bit of messing with me.

As for those who tried to physically bully me, I never bothered fighting fair, I'd claw at their eyes with my long, curved fingernails if I was in a headlock. On many cases, I put my nails into their eyes before they let go, horrified at my brutal methods. How did you do?