Ambivalid

Notice how BBF posted about a gajillion times to Ambi’s thread but has yet to come back to this one? Ha! What a choadtard.

Hey, Ambivalid, just wanted to say hope you are recovering ok, and keep your chin up. Based on the original thread, it seems like you are doing at least some introspection without getting too down on yourself despite the best efforts of certain assholes. Hang in there. My expert opinion is that you are probably correct to call this mostly her problem and move on.

I think some of the folks here telling the OP to be sympathetic because Ambivalid just had a shock are somewhat missing the point. From what I can tell, the OP thinks the breakup is all his fault, because the GF was running away from a (psychological) abuser, so Ambivalid doesn’t deserve any sympathy or pity.

Not that I’m saying it’s true, but it seems pretty clear from the OP that (s)he thinks there’s no reason whatsoever to respect Ambivalid’s hurt, because to him/her, it’s equivalent to feeling sorry for a man whose wife divorced him because he was drunk 24/7, so telling him/her to have sensitivity for the situation is kinda useless.

Right. The real issue is that Boo Boo Fuckface basically injected his/her own narrative into the story, apparently motivated largely by a belief that the disabled are essentially parasites who fundamentally cannot be equals in a relationship.

Personally, I don’t care if BBF is sympathetic, I think he just needs to be less of a complete asshole, primarily by not making up his own facts and then berating Ambivalid about those fictional parts of the story. Feel free to suggest Ambivalid might be at least partially at fault (it seems he is willing to consider that some portion of the blame is his), but don’t build a whole narrative in your mind and then insist it’s true.

People believe all sorts of crazy things. That’s doesn’t mean their beliefs are worth consideration. Your weasely half defense of the OP doesn’t change that.

This is very true, and while there are people out there and here at the SDMB who can behave like friends when you need friends, I would always think twice about sharing too much about intimate relationships at the SDMB, because it almost always seems to take a bad turn at some point, usually for no good reason.

I have wondered whether there is a place online where you can just go and vent about personal problems and just get positive support. If there were I’d be recommending it to a lot of people.

You’re not the only one. I just noticed this pit thread today and my immediate thought was, well, this isn’t going to go how the OP planned… (Or, who knows, maybe the OP knew he was going to start a backlash shitstorm. I’ve never noticed him before, but I half-think he’s aware that he sounded like a tone-deaf prick in that thread.)

I too am wondering how BBF feels about the direction of this particular thread. After all, several people were willing to risk warnings to tell BBF where to get off in the original thread; did he/she really think this was going to go any better?

It doesn’t appear that BBF is coming back.

This. I originally thought that BBF was just being a troll. But he joined so long ago, it may just be that he truly is as oblivious as his recent posts make him look. He has evidently been here for 13 years and never figured out how the PM system worked.

It’s also possible that his account was compromised and there’s some random troll in the driver’s seat now. Who knows?

BBF has a very erratic posting history, bursts of activity followed by lulls, and then nothing for months, and even over a year at times.

I’ve not been back for long, but I have to say occasionally this board delivers in bucket-loads.

I’m reminded of the echo chamber in which many of us exist, only to find our deepest assumptions challenged when we venture out of the circle of those with whom we agree.

Except in this case the agreement is within the mind of a single individual, and the echo chamber is thoughts rattling around an empty cranium.

A random troll who shares his interest in cycling.

It’s the weirdest thing. BBF is apparently an Aussie, a 13 year veteran of the boards, and I didn’t recognize the name (ok, I’m hopelessly bad at that, so that’s not the weird thing), but when I clicked through to his posting history trying to recall if I’d ever encountered him before, I found an early thread he’d started about confronting some asshole who’d parked across a disabled space.

My what?! FFS, after all the trouble I went to trying to phrase that post…

I think he was trying to provide another example of someone reading into someone else’s posts something that wasn’t meant and isn’t there.:wink:

I didn’t see it. I think this one’s on him.

I call those guys troll sleepers. Sometimes, a poster I never encountered is all over the board with strange or creepy posts, and I look up the join date expecting a recent one, and to my surprise, it’s from, say, 2005. Then I skim their posting history and see only madness. It happens. Maybe a clever way to avoid banning, spread your crazyness in doses over many years. Trolls are a weird species.

There’s also this post, in which he mocks Bob Ducca’s Pit Thread started about Ambivalid, in which his being in a wheelchair is frequently mentioned. Granted, this was before Ambivalid’s name change, so maybe he didn’t connect those dots, but in light of this thread I found it ironic to say the least:

It’s a good strategy, I guess, if you’re reasonably sure you’re not going to commit suicide and there’s zero chance of your life becoming any less pathetic in a few years, to put away a few socks here and there for a rainy day.

I am curious whether there are any success stories. Trolls who open a few throwaway accounts for future use, but by dint of effective therapy and/or medication, the discovery of fulfilling pastimes, entry into an intimate relationship with a live female partner with whom they are finally able to experience real, non-imaginary and not solely masturbatory sexual encounters, or maybe just a fortuitous knock on the head by a falling coconut, one day realize that hey, you know what? Maybe I don’t need to do that stupid shit anymore.

Nah, probably not.