Redditors who have killed/seriously injured someone and dont regret it, whats the story behind it?

1. My buddies mom was killed by a drunk driver. The drunk driver posted bail skipped town and was never caught. I asked him once if he ever thought about trying to find the guy. He said he asked his dad the same thing and instead of answering that question just told him not to ever go looking for the guy because he is long gone and no one will ever find him. My buddy said the way his dad said it he knew he meant the guy is dead now. He said the only thing he wonders is if the guy actually skipped town or was dead before that.
   — OhioStateGuy


2. Not me. In high school the school bully was a grade above me. He wasn't very big, but hung around with the larger kids and used that as an excuse to pick on many people. Never bothered me but I witnessed it first hand a few times, kid was ruthless and got off on taunting and beating smaller kids. Fast forward a few years out of high school, he's back from college for a holiday weekend, hits the local bars. Sees a kid he uses to pick on and tries to pick up where he left off. What he didn't realize is that this kid grew up and wasn't taking anyone's shit anymore. As soon as the bully hits him the smaller kid breaks a beer bottle and slashes his eye out. He lost the eye. When I read the story it made me happy, he finally got what he deserved, hopefully he quit bullying others.
   — drchris6000


3. Mid 90's working security. Found a guy breaking into a car, didn't see the other guy behind me that proceeded to stab my in my left lung. Pulled my revolver and put a bullet in his stomach with the knife still in me. This is pre cellphones so I radioed my partner and had him call an ambulance. They caught the other guy at the hospital after his friend dropped him off their and I think he got sentenced to 8 years.
   — U_P_G_R_A_Y_E_D_D






4. Not me, my grandad's employee. Location rural southern Oklahoma in the late '40's. My grandad owned a small shop in fairly rural Oklahoma in the 40's-60's. His clerk Daniel (apparently never Dan) was a native American as was not uncommon around those parts, one day Daniel was walking the cash from the shop to the bank to deposit it when a drifter/homless/crazy guy started accosting him and harassing him. Daniel told the drifter if he didn't stop, Daniel'd kill the man. The drifter didn't stop, grabbing at Daniel and the bag and such. Daniel pulled out a knife and stabbed the guy to death and left him DRT in the street, went to the bank deposited the money and called the local police. The police came, saw the dead drifter, took Daniel's side of the story, realized no one knew the drifter, and everyone knew Daniel and my family, so they decided it was more or less justified... Daniel's punishment was that he had to dig the grave for the drifter in the potter's field.
   — Cooper1977


5. My little brother and I attended the same elementary school. This happened when I was in 5th grade and he was in 3rd grade. Growing up, my little brother was scrawny and got made fun of a lot since he wore glasses and cries easily. We would always either ride our bikes or walk home from school together since we lived close enough. One day I was picking him up as usual after my tennis class. I turned the corner to his classroom and saw another boy push my brother down to the ground and stepped on his head. I lost my shit, came up to the kid and swung my tennis racket right against his open mouth and two of his front teeth came out, there was blood everywhere. He screamed bloody murder, teachers came out, snatched the tennis racket out of my hand and grabbed me by the arm to the principal's office. Kid had to get stitches on his lower lip where one tooth ripped into the flesh. I got in so much trouble but it was worth it knowing my brother didn't get picked on as much after that happened. Everyone knew his psycho sister LOL
   — MissBrunetka


6. There was a girl in elementary school who bullied me. One day I had enough, and as she was hitting me, I punched her in the chest. She had an asthma attack. Edit: Excellent. My top rated comment is about harming a child [who deserved it].
   — soup_yahtzee






7. I dealt with some guilt for a few months after, but it was 20 years ago and now that I have kids, I regret nothing. Long story short, I was 17, home alone. I heard noises outside and the dog was barking like mad. I took him with me, as well as my dad's rifle, and when I caught some man trying to steal from my dad's massive, tool-filled workshop, I shouted at him. He turned and had a gun in his hand, and I shot him out of reflex. Then I ran inside and called 911 because I was a stupid kid that should've done that in the first place. He lived, I thankfully hit his shoulder. If my hands hadn't been shaking it might've been a different story.
   — TrailMomKat


8. I was 14 made a dumb choice ended up in a bad situation. Grown man started raping me, I stabbed him in the throat. I called the sheriff we both went to the hospital. I got a rape kit and questioned. He didn't make it. I never heard anything else about it.
   — torii_44


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11. My wife and I were walking back to our car at like 2am downtown after hanging out with friends to get my emergency debit card out of car to get a hotel because we weren't sure if we were sober enough to drive Car was about a mile away in a garage on a now empty street. Notice this weird combination of dude-bro/hipster was following us and getting closer but not thinking anything of it. He manages to sneak up on us and kicks my wife in the back and laughs. Never seen this guy before or anything. I hit him harder than anybody I've ever hit in my life. He falls to the ground and tries to wrestle me and I skin off the side of his face and forehead by basically using the concrete as a belt sander I get off him because I assume he'll realize I'll kill him if he keeps fighting. He tries to attack me again so we go back to the ground and I just start beating his eye socket over and over until it was smashed blood pouring out of his eye and my hand is now broken I get off him again and he is still trying to attack....probably should have left at that point because we could have easily fled, but I was still in "fight or flight mode" and I don't have the flight mode for some reason so I blood choke him out (not air). He goes out. I put him on his side, make sure he has a clear airway and blood won't pour into his mouth and use his phone to call him an ambulance It was the entrance to the garage that this happened at and it was all in view of the security camera. I don't feel like dealing with the police that night so go up to the security camera and put my license in front of it for a few seconds because I assume they will review the footage and if they need to talk to me, they will see my license info as well as my license plate on my car that I ended up walking to....never heard anything back...this was like 10 years ago
    — ReeeTheRevelator