Janet B. Christ, Sapo, am I on your buddy list or something?
huh?
I was just agreeing with you and using your name because it is already there.
I’ll show you my buddy list if you show me yours. 
Guin, are you being girl-pissy because **lm **is hotter than you?
I’m not a straight up denier of mental illnesses. I believe in lunatics just like I believe in tornados. I work at a Veterans hospital for christs sake. They’re all batshit crazy. My only thing is how people have decided to diagnose themselves with everything they read about because some it sounds like them sometimes. When you are picking and choosing your favorite diagnostic criteria…a mild amount of OCD, a dash of clinical depression, sprinkle on some boderline personality, toss in an intestinal parasite and BLAMMO you have your very own special disease. Whats the point of even qualifying fractions of mental disorders? I mean if you don’t have enough of the symptoms to be diagnosed by a doctor then youre just some dude that doesn’t want to wash his dishes. I know that makes you feel terribly unspecial but thats why we have mommys and daddys to tell us we are super special. We shouldn’t rely on the doctors (doccathode, if you were diagnosed by a doctor I take it back, but everything else I said i still mean for the in general sense)
By the way I think I have impulse control disorder. And a little bit of tourettes. and a hint of red skin pigment anomaly of New Guinea. Maybe I’m pregnant.
ETA: seriously you guys, its lobster MOBSTER not monster
Following is an full list of the buddies appearing on my buddy list:
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No, everyone else got it right. See? It’s Guin’s oh-so-clever play on words that you’re a big meanie face for what you said. Bad lobstermonster, bad!
:rolleyes: at OP, not lobstermobster
I check my buddy list at five minutes past the hour, every hour.
If I miss a check, I have to spin seven times in my office chair clockwise, then seven times counterclockwise. Then I say “buddy list” five times.
It’s empty, by the way.
Does anyone even use buddy lists?. Sorry. Hijack. Never mind.
To tie it in, I might start mine with lobstermobster.
Okay, and you’re right about this, and I appologize.
I also own up to being rather over-sensitive on this topic, and perhaps I did jump the gun.
(Oh, and as far as having depression AND OCD, OCD often leads to depression, from having to deal with the symptons)
I have been proven wrong, and I appologize for that. Mea Culpa.
:o
(I’d ask the mods to close this one, but since I fucked up, I deserve to be called upon it.)
Its fine you can still come to my birthday party. I’m used to people thinking I’m a bitch because of my verbal diarrhea
I’m having one of those moments where I suddenly wonder if I am COMPLETELY FUCKING INSANE. (Appropriate for this thread, I know.) Did you change your username? Because I would swear to god that your name, ever since you joined, has been lobstermonster. That is how I have seen it and read it. Have I been suffering from a months-long hallucination?
no its not just this thread I get called lobstermonster constantly here and I just never correct it. Its always been mobster
Yes I was diagnosed by a doctor. This is not something I made up to feel special or to give myself excuses. So you too can go fuck yourself.
Oh, so it’s one of those mass hallucinations you hear about, like the Virgin of Guadelupe or something.
Are you sure? Because I swear all this time I have been reading your posts I have never, ever noticed that "b’ in there. You changed it just to screw with me. Didn’t you?
ETA: sorry, just ignore this. That’s what I get for taking so long to hit submit.
I thought **LobsterMobster’s **post was funny, but I can see how someone would take offense at it. My daughter has OCD and trichtillomania–and I see no reason to not joke about it. She not a fragile, delicate creature who will shatter if I gently mock her a bit. I’ve even asked her if she has to count all the hairs she’s pulled out. Consider it a reality check–IMO, OCDers need to push back a bit on their disorder.
No, I’m not saying it’s all in your head (although it is–by way of chemical imbalance etc), but you could try. Just wash ONE dish. Or, admit defeat and only use paper and plastic. Why have rusting utensils? That sounds a bit crazy to me. Your too depressed to DO the dishes but can tell us all about not doing the dishes? I don’t get that at all, DocCathode, but I am totally serious when I say that you probably need to bring that up with your therapist.
Getting diagnosed is supposed to be the first step–then you’re supposed to get help, meds and some sort of game plan to overcome this. Not just sit back and say, “well, I have OCD.” And?
I have OCD tendencies myself–and bouts of depression. I’m on an SSRI right now. I still have to function and cope and live day to day. So, I’m pitting the attitue that admitting to any disorder, be it OCD, alcoholism, bipolar, ADD, diabetes, whatever allows you to excuse bad behavior or poor hygiene.
I have friends whose son supposedly has ADD and a sleep disorder. He probably does, but this ADD and sleep thing is used to excuse any and all misbehavior and rule breaking by said kid. WTH is that? Not good.
Sorry if I’ve hurt feelings here, but really I think the “sufferers” are being too sensitive. Mental illness can be soul destroying–but that’s separate from a passing remark referencing the tendency to self-diagnose and then use that diagnosis as a crutch.
I take it, eleanor, you’ll be shortly invited to go fuck yourself. Best be prepared.
I am prepared. Bought new lube and everything. Would you care to join me?
really, how does one prepare to go fuck oneself? wine? roses? pretty undies? candles? K-Y?
I kind of like Lobstermobser’s posts (and I have no problem someone with flipping the bird to snotty little kids). I think her point in general is valid about the over-diagnosis – especially the SELF-diagnosis – of mental disorders to make excuses for bad behaviour, laziness, etc., even if any specific implication about DocCathode might be off base.