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Every Time an Emo Blocks Me, a Faerie is Born
17 years ago
Sometimes people wonder why I am such a flaming asshat to people who scream about cutting themselves and threatening to commit suicide all over the Internet. Some people wonder why I am not sensitive to their 'plight,' and dismiss me as a pointless asshole.
The reasoning behind this is because I've dealt with friends who've committed suicide, and dealt with people who've actually had a cutting problem. I know that self injury is a genuine disorder and compulsion, I know that suicide is a tragedy. One of my good friends in highschool killed himself, and he didn't breathe a fucking word until he'd kicked the chair out from under his feet. I've had a bad home situation, been raped, I've been the reject in school, had gender issues and personality denials, I've lived on the streets... Pretty much the only things I haven't done as a result are kill myself, whore myself out, or resort to drugs. Basically, been there, done that.
At times in my life, I was really depressed and needed attention, but I never cut myself or threatened death. I did, however, know someone who really had the compulsion to cut herself, and it was a dark and twisted world she lived in. I remember the hot shame she bore when I saw her take her shirt off. Under her arms, near her armpits, where a t-shirt would even hide, were long gashes in the soft skin. I remember my astonishment as she broke down and told me everything.
People who really have these problems don't say a fucking word about it. They keep it a secret, write about it in diaries if anything and keep their scars and their hatred hidden. There was a chick in my highschool who wasn't very liked, and she ran around with plastic butterknife scratches on her wrists, barely broken the skin, charging through the halls screaming at the top of her lungs like a bovine kicked with a spur. It's these people I despise.
It's these people, who seem to think they are so dark and awesome because they are troubled, people who think they are neglected and treated like a slave because they (god forbid!) have to do some fucking chores in exchange for their free room and board, people who scream about how misunderstood they are and slash away on webcam, or threaten death every five minutes. I have no sympathy for them. None. None at all, and no one should expect me to, either. Not only have I been through the same or worse, but I lived through it and turned out okay.
I take personal pleasure in calling these people out on their bullshit. I stand in defense of people who really have these problems, and they should never be made a mockery of. Every time I tell some stupid fourteen year old to shut the fuck up and take out the garbage, that's why. Every time I say a poem about TRUE HEARTFELT DARKNESS is bad, that's why. Every time I loudly laugh at pictures of slashed wrists that aren't from documented police reports, that's why. That's why every time one of those fags deletes my comments and bans me from their page, I smile.
I'm not an asshole. I'm just against attention whores.
The reasoning behind this is because I've dealt with friends who've committed suicide, and dealt with people who've actually had a cutting problem. I know that self injury is a genuine disorder and compulsion, I know that suicide is a tragedy. One of my good friends in highschool killed himself, and he didn't breathe a fucking word until he'd kicked the chair out from under his feet. I've had a bad home situation, been raped, I've been the reject in school, had gender issues and personality denials, I've lived on the streets... Pretty much the only things I haven't done as a result are kill myself, whore myself out, or resort to drugs. Basically, been there, done that.
At times in my life, I was really depressed and needed attention, but I never cut myself or threatened death. I did, however, know someone who really had the compulsion to cut herself, and it was a dark and twisted world she lived in. I remember the hot shame she bore when I saw her take her shirt off. Under her arms, near her armpits, where a t-shirt would even hide, were long gashes in the soft skin. I remember my astonishment as she broke down and told me everything.
People who really have these problems don't say a fucking word about it. They keep it a secret, write about it in diaries if anything and keep their scars and their hatred hidden. There was a chick in my highschool who wasn't very liked, and she ran around with plastic butterknife scratches on her wrists, barely broken the skin, charging through the halls screaming at the top of her lungs like a bovine kicked with a spur. It's these people I despise.
It's these people, who seem to think they are so dark and awesome because they are troubled, people who think they are neglected and treated like a slave because they (god forbid!) have to do some fucking chores in exchange for their free room and board, people who scream about how misunderstood they are and slash away on webcam, or threaten death every five minutes. I have no sympathy for them. None. None at all, and no one should expect me to, either. Not only have I been through the same or worse, but I lived through it and turned out okay.
I take personal pleasure in calling these people out on their bullshit. I stand in defense of people who really have these problems, and they should never be made a mockery of. Every time I tell some stupid fourteen year old to shut the fuck up and take out the garbage, that's why. Every time I say a poem about TRUE HEARTFELT DARKNESS is bad, that's why. Every time I loudly laugh at pictures of slashed wrists that aren't from documented police reports, that's why. That's why every time one of those fags deletes my comments and bans me from their page, I smile.
I'm not an asshole. I'm just against attention whores.
:Q
Well, you're certainly not going to get the Red State Vote this upcoming election.
It was priceless and lovely.
I agree with you. I've had experiences with people who actually had resons to do it as well. The whole being abused, etc. etc.
I loathe people who only do it for attention, because they're mommies and daddies wouldn't let them go out for the weekend.
So yeah. Bitch your ass off at them. So many people try their damnedest to get attention that way, and it insults the people with actual problems. I so totally did not just repeat what you said.
BREED MORE FAERIES. FOR THE GREATER GOOD.
god they make me so freken mad....
So i see where your comeing from. As someone who has actually done it, your right; you dont hold the knife to your arm and go "Love me or im gonna make this a bloody valentine". You turn yourself into a morbid tapestry and say "Welcome to Thunder Dome, bitch"
Serious note, no i dont cut anymore. The scars are a grim reminder of a mispent youth. And i never even did it out of depression. The mental clinic i went to diagnosed me and cleared me as sane. I was released faster than a crack addict.
~Otaku-Man
And when they actually do get a decently deep scrape they cry about it for half an hour or so.
These people have never even seen real hardships, they've never gone hungry or been stranded in a hurricane while you wonder if your loved ones are alive or not. And you know what? People stranded in hurricanes DON'T GO BITCHING ABOUT IT FOR SYMPATHY.
At least not most of the time.Maybe I'm just a private person but I never understood the compulsion to spew your deepest thoughts to a total stranger in the hopes of sympathy.
*a week later*
OHAI GAIS EVERYTHING IS COOL
rinse repeat. Fuck that shit, I hear you.
So please, go ahead and feel free to call out those assholes who think it's "cool" to pretend they have a mental illness.
I've gotten over my cutting compulsion, but it's people like that that make me wish they DID have it. Just for a week. Then they could see what hell it is.
As a note, I openly admit I used to do this. I have since (with help) recovered and rarely feel a need for it anymore. I use my experiences to help those in similar situations (abusive parents and the like) rather than just bitching.
It's full of truth, and you came with stunning words and examples sometimes.
I thank you for this, as indeed i don't really like "emo attention whores".
I perfectly understand people are sometimes in a bad situation or need advices but many people around here are just craving for attention, trolling or stuff like that...i despite it.
Thanks, and have a good day.
It speaks a lot, not just about the furry fandom, but any fandom heavily populated by adolescents.
Hm, I don't know what to say, except probably thanks, it really changed my views on these matters.
I knew this girl who wanted NOTHING MORE than for me to pay attention to her sorry ass. She scratched the back of her hand up with the metal portion of a #2 pencil, and showed me-- claiming she cut her wrist..
[ though.. her wrist was on the other side of her arm. x3 ]
:c I laughed.. really hard. [ yes, I am a terrible person I suppose. ]