I mean, if your version of being helpful is shit like
(And my grandmother recommended a slug of whiskey to quiet a teething baby. Administered to the baby, not the mother.)
and
(“OHAI chance to talk about myself and prove why everyone else on the dope thinks I’m a creepy, annoying, self-absorbed fuck! Also I’m an expert on relationships because I have an available vagina.”)
and
(Sugarbeet, I wouldn’t trust you to diagnose King Tut’s mummy with death, let alone the root cause of someone’s depression.)
and basically accusing him of being a Nice Guy (in the not nice sense) in post 16.
Thank whoever needs thanked that so far no one in that thread has responded to your maunderings from Craniorectal Junction, but this is a board that can’t let someone be wrong on the internet and I only hope it doesn’t trainwreck the thread.
Don’t you have some upper arm flab to obsess over or something? Good grief.
While I agree 100% with you and I truly do hope that this laudable goal could possibly be within reached someday, I am afraid that the number of real fuckwits per capita around here will prevent it. God help us all when summer vacations start.
Like I said it was my friend’s dad’s advice - he mentioned it at the same time I was reading that thread on my phone so I thought it was interesting. BTW in my diet threads people often would say things that aren’t really fantastic advice either. The guy’s point was that the adrenaline from skydiving might temporarily make people forget about their depression. It might be an attempt at humour though.
I think self-help material and John Gottman material is good because it helped me despite me having good reasons in the past to feel sorry for myself.
In his OP he said “I just feel like I keep sinking deeper in. The theme is that for some reason…I’m unlovable.”
Wanting to feel loved means that they want external validation! BTW that was a reason for my own depression and it ended when I found my lover.
I’m only pointing out that it seemed to be the case in order for him to address the problem. Note that the book I recommended has excellent reviews:
I see you ignored post 8.
Actually Quasimodal wrote:
“I’ll look into the nice guy stuff.”
Even though I recommended it doesn’t mean it is a bad idea - remember all the good book reviews.
Only other people on this board think my upper arms are flabby. I in fact would prefer there be some flab than they be skinny. BTW when I go for walks or hikes I mainly exercise my legs and butt, not my arms.
I really wanted to get a girlfriend that I was attracted to and I avoided most people’s parties due to anxiety but other than that I had a good time. I was the smartest person in my year level and at my highschool reunion recently people said that they liked how intelligent I was. When I got to university there were lots of people smarter than me and people would say things like “you suck”. Recently one girl said that she was sorry for what happened in high school but I couldn’t get her to explain what she meant. I asked her again on facebook and she unfriended me but we became friends again eventually. When I was in high school I believed in young earth creationism though but in university I became an atheist. I know a lot of intelligent guys (fellow programmers, etc) that believe the universe is about 6000 years old. BTW I didn’t really argue with people in high school - just some teachers… e.g. a maths teacher said that pi was 22/7 but I said it is only approximately 22/7. I also tried to convince teachers/librarians/chaplains about young earth creationism even though it was a Christian school.
False. That was boring, and irrelevant. Tell us less. And more to the point, JohnClay, please be aware that you have no insights in human psychology that are worth sharing and that when you present your lunatic mad-dog ravings as ‘advice’ you might do some real damage to people in need of help. So STFU!
No you weren’t, not unless that was a particularly stupid graduating class. Did your community figure out how all the lead got into the water supply when you were young?
ya know, I’ve been a member of this board for 12 some odd years and I don’t post much. Sometimes I feel guilty about that because contributing to the board is what makes it a board. If it was all read only types like me it wouldn’t be worth much. Then I read a thread like this and all the guilt goes away.
Thank you for that.
Yeah, I’ve heard the joke. “Go skydiving without a parachute. That’ll cure your depression, har-de-har-har!” BTW you don’t “forget” about depression. And I read the diet threads because apparently I’m a masochist or something and their advice wasn’t bad, it just didn’t fit in with that you’d already decided was the only right way.
BLAH BLAH ME. ME ME BLAH. BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH ME ME ME!
Oh, and depression is not the same as feeling sorry for yourself. Learn it. Memorize it. I’d tell it to tattoo it on your arm so you don’t forget it, but you’re so fucking literal-minded that you’d probably do it.
Or it could be that thanks to a chemical imbalance in his brain, he’s having trouble processing emotions. I don’t know. He doesn’t know. He might need therapy. He might need medication. I did. He might not. The only way to know is to go to a licened medical type of person to find out.
Every case is different and what works for one might not work for someone else.
And I wish I had a nickel for every person who told me I just had to get laid/ find the right boyfriend and all my troubles would magically vanish.
So do pickled sausages, pantry moth traps, and dinosaur porn. I’m sure that book was liked by and useful to a lot of people, but that doesn’t mean it’s the right one. I did see that** Quasimodal **said he’d look into it. Look into it, not “omigawd that sounds like me!!!”
Now I’m picturing him walking along with buns of steel, a beer belly, upper arms like a flying squirrel. :eek:
I will use small words. The “joke” about skydiving while you are depressed means that that the depressed person should kill themselves by jumping out of an airplane. It is not funny. It is very, very mean to put it in a thread to someone who is depressed.
Wow. Granted this is a Pit thread about you, but do we really have to talk about your weight or physical condition again? All in favor of never discussing JC’s fitness again?
AYE!
Also, JC shut up (do not type or contribute) about ANYTHING relating to depression or mental health. Your experience is uniquely yours and your posts seem custom-designed to make the OP feel like shit. Stop replying. Never reply. Don’t start any posts. Your complete lack of empathy (or your self-entitled trollery) is only going to damage already fragile folks. I understand that this might you feel great, but I think it’s ass-hattery of the highest-order.
