Tear me apart.

I will, eventually, staunch the bleeding, and sew myself up in some semblance of the way I was before.

Beat me down.

I will rise again, and my bruises will fade.

Push me aside.

I will dust myself off, and continue walking towards you.

Spit on me.

I will simply wipe it off.  (What is this, compared to the other things?)

Destroy my things.

I can easily obtain new ones.  (What worth do they have?)

But don’t ever, ever, ever, ever, EVER, do, say, or even think anything against my friends an family.  I will hunt you down and tear you apart.

You have been warned.