A burly woman stripped a stranger naked after drinking, ending their marriage.

That year I was 20 years old, having just ended a painful breakup, and was wallowing in my work with a twisted mentality.
I worked at a gym, enjoying chatting with all sorts of handsome guys about risqué topics; they nicknamed me "fierce girl," which I accepted without question.
During that time, I was a bit neurotic, a bit silly, or perhaps men are attracted to bold, uninhibited girls, yet also feel fear or frivolity towards such women. Because I didn't care, I didn't care what others thought of me.
During the gym's anniversary sale, I drank too much with many members, and one guy suggested we go to a hotel. I readily agreed. As soon as we arrived at the hotel, I stripped him completely naked. My barbaric act shocked him. Seeing his naked, dumbfounded expression, I felt a little smug and told him, "I'm not one to be trifled with either. I've seen men's bodies before, but they're just child's versions." He assumed my outspokenness meant I was promiscuous, and when he started touching me, I punched him three times in the face, saying, like in a movie: "The first punch is for your wife, because she's chaste while you're out chasing after other women; the second punch is for your family, because you don't respect them and do dirty things; the third punch is for myself, because your ugly body not only hurts my eyes but also groped me." After hitting him, I turned and left.
Back home, drunk, I started to ponder: Am I really a frivolous woman? Was I just using savagery to mask my heartbreak, using an almost wanton attitude to heal my wounds? Was I wrong? It's just that others don't understand me.
Humans are sometimes particularly fond of pretense, and I'm one of them. Humans are sometimes particularly superficial, judging others based on boundless imagination, which is often just an illusion. After that incident, I still saw that lecherous guy at the gym, but he no longer joked with me so brazenly. I still gave him that wicked grin. I tried to transform myself into a lady, but the image of a wild woman was deeply ingrained and hard to change. I knew that was just the way society was. Until one day, a man said to me: "
Actually, you're very vulnerable too. Several times, I've seen you sitting there alone, staring blankly. Some things should be vented in time and let go as soon as possible. Don't let past emotions affect your future happiness." Because
this man understood me, I eventually became his happy bride.

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