Listen, there are dopers on this board that I feel pretty sure are on the up and up about who they are.
But peep this; even if I make some kind of a ‘connection’ with a doper…if they talk about something really, really heavy, then I will make the jump from message boarder to ‘real true blue person with feelings’ and send a PM. I’ve done that plenty of times. Because I don’t really feel that cool with posting, “Sorry your husband died” or “Sorry a divorce is ripping your life apart” in the ‘message boarding’ world.
Well the way I see this thread is if someone is going through a divorce, starting a pit thread to tell them what a loser they are for getting divorced.
No, it’s not your responsibility how other people act, just as it really wouldn’t be your responsibility utimately if you saw a guy on a bridge getting ready to jump and you said, “Just do it pansy, the world could use one less crybaby.”, it still wouldn’t be your fault, but gosh you’d be a raging asshole for doing so.
Its a nasty world, but if twenty people try to take your hand and lead you down from that bridge, but instead you sit there for two days saying, “I’m gonna jump, I’m gonna do it”, somebody will eventually say, “just fucking do it already”.
I’m sure I’m a wanker and a buttertoll (??), but regardless, I’m thrilled that I didn’t get called a troll or treated like the OP thinks I should’ve during my many bouts with suicidal mental illness that I’ve brought on the boards. Of course like mookie, I was getting help and maybe to some people’s eyes (or maybe not), that makes all the difference. But it still took my 13 years anyway to get my life back and I don’t know how successful I’d’ve been if it wasn’t for the kindness of strangers here on the Dope.
So thank you to those who gave me a hand up and a virtual hug. Life was difficult enough without dealing with something like this too.
Sorry to revive an old thread, but I just had to post a reply.
There was far more to what was wrong with me then a lack of female companionship, believe me. That was just all I felt like admitting to strangers on the internet. I was depressed when I made that thread and needed to reach out somewhere. I replied the way because my perceptions were distorted by what is a mental illness. Don’t lump me in the same category as a teen who took all his mom’s pills over bad grades. There was no troll bait involved, although let me just say the fact that you wrote that much about some “pussy” on the internet that you don’t really know says far more about you then me
Also, you made the assumption that I’m a shut in loner and a virgin. Neither are true. I wouldn’t be depressed that way because then the solution to my problem would be easy to figure out, now would it? Now that I can say I’ve never been better, I can tell you that the solution was far more difficult than what you proposed. Not that I figured you were qualified to suggest such a treatment plan in the first place.
Oh, and that Australian expression? That wasn’t spoken by a rugby team, was it? I happen to play that same sport and just last week I destroyed an Australian halfback. Harden the fuck up indeed. If you want proof I’m not a pussy just ask my insurance company, I’m currently at risk of being dropped by them because I’ve been hurt way too much on the field.
So yeah, the point is don’t talk shit about stuff you don’t know anything about.
However, I will admit that you’re not entirely without merit. Treatment works wonders, but sometimes someone needs a kick in the ass, because they need to know how they are making others feel. Believe me, I got mine and I felt bad about for the longest time. But I’ve suffered enough from it and I’m moving on.
It was selfish of me to make such a topic and I am sorry. Depression distorts your perception of yourself and that can result in stupid actions such as what I did, but I cannot use that as a reason to dodge responsibility for my actions. It was a mistake, and we all make them.
I have absolutely no dog in this fight and wish you all the best in your struggles against whatever personal problems you’re facing- but I will mention that “Harden The Fuck Up” is a phrase in common parlance amongst a large cross-section of Australian society and- depending on context- it can mean anything from “Shut the fuck up, stop crying about it, and deal with it” to “QQ more, n00b”. It’s not generally a comment on one’s physical state, but more a fairly direct way of saying “Crying about it won’t make it better”, FWIW.