Today was a total disaster. Nightwing and I got into a huge fight, both verbally and physically. It was embarrassing, to say the least. Viola had to step in and break it up before things got even more out of hand. I could feel the tension in the air as we glared at each other, both too stubborn to back down.
I don't know what got into me. I usually try to avoid confrontation, but something about Nightwing just sets me off. Maybe it's his cocky attitude or the way he always seems to think he's better than everyone else. Whatever it is, it's like a trigger for me. And today, I just couldn't hold back.
We exchanged harsh words, each trying to outdo the other with insults and snide remarks. It was like a battle of wits, but neither of us was backing down. And then it escalated. Before I knew it, we were throwing punches, fists connecting with flesh in a flurry of anger and frustration.
I'm not proud of what happened. I let my emotions get the best of me, and I ended up hurting someone who I should consider a friend. But in that moment, all I could see was red. All I could feel was the need to prove myself, to show Nightwing that I wasn't someone to mess with.
Viola's intervention was like a wake-up call. Seeing the disappointment in her eyes was like a dagger to the heart. I knew I had messed up, and I knew I needed to make things right. But how do you apologize for something like that? How do you mend a friendship that has been damaged by such a violent outburst?
I guess I have a lot of soul-searching to do. Maybe it's time for me to confront my own demons, to figure out why I let my anger control me in such a destructive way. Maybe it's time for me to learn how to let go of my pride and ego, to humble myself and admit when I'm wrong.
But for now, all I can do is reflect on what happened today. The fight, the tension, the hurt. It's all still fresh in my mind, and I can't shake the feeling of regret that lingers in my chest. I hope Nightwing can find it in him to forgive me. And I hope that Viola can still look at me with the same trust and friendship as before.
Today was a disaster. But maybe, just maybe, it can be a turning point for me. A chance to grow, to learn, to become a better version of myself. Only time will tell.