📝 AITAH for beating my autistic son's ass in Smash Bros?

By big_guyforyou • Score: 0 • April 10, 2025 11:00 AM


As you might have guessed from the title, my son is autistic. He's 13, and he was diagnosed when he was 7. He's pretty high functioning. Real bright kid, but I know he gets picked on a lot.

Anyhoo, my son is obsessed with video games. He's always online, playing Super Smash Bros Ultimate with strangers from around the world. I played Smash a ton for the Nintendo 64 and Gamecube. Got pretty good at it, too- I even won two tournaments. But my son had never seen me play.

Until yesterday.

He's very emotionally sensitive, so he doesn't handle losing very well. I was planning to go easy on him. That's when we got to the options screen. He wanted to play with items.

FUCKING. ITEMS.

Items piss me the FUCK off. They ruin the game. They turn the battles from contests of skill to games of luck. I told him "NO ITEMS" over and over again, but then he started doing that thing where he rocks back and forth, so I knew I had to calm down.

We got to the character select screen. At first I wanted to go with King Dedede because that's my worst character, but I was still so fucking pissed about playing with FUCKING ITEMS that I gave in to my inner demons and went with Fox- my main.

As the stage loaded, I started to feel a bit calmer. I felt bad for going at him with my best character. But I still had the chance to go easy on him, and I did. He took the first stock. With four stocks left, I decided to dial up the intensity.

Then he got the home run bat.

For those of you non-smashers, the home run bat is basically a one hit kill. He knocked me off the stage with it, putting me down by two stocks.

That's when I lost control.

I was playing a video game but I was done playing games. I was going to tell my son very strongly that this was my house and he was lucky to be living here. So I whooped his ass. Once. Twice. Three times an asswhooping. And another two on top because eat shit, son, that's why.

So that was yesterday. And now he still won't talk to me. Part of me thinks I went too far, but part of me doesn't. I'm just not sure. AITAH?

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