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Those gym killings...
16 years ago
If you've paid some attention to the news, you know what happened. If not -- http://www.cnn.com/2009/CRIME/08/06.....deo/index.html
The short of it: some guy goes to a gym, shoots and kills three women, wounds several others, then kills himself.
I will be one of those who will say he did a really bad thing, killing a few innocents and scarring others for who knows how long. And yet... I can find some empathy on why he did it. Because what he felt is close to what I've been feeling for some time -- coming to an empty home every day, going to bed alone, and not finding anyone to be with.
Rather familiar, I'd say.
Now, I'm not crazy enough to go to a con and start shooting people. (Though many of you surely have at one point wished for some guy or two to just drop dead.) Who knows what went through that guy's mind that he finally snapped.
I suppose they feel they're broken inside and can never be whole again.
A few years back we had another similiar case in PA in which a man (a convicted pedophile) walled himself up in an Amish school and killed several amish girls before taking his own life, once agian this horror is being played again :C
Forgive me, but I really don't see the connection.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d5tgVx5E5x8
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i1ZQHrKQo5Q
Everyone in this world was born with innocence, some with problems, and illness.
Sometime in our life, we set our mind to the wrongs in our life, we compare ourselves to the better, and we become depressed. But one thing is for certain: Most of us have the potential to continue looking forward to what life has in store, be it bad or good. Some people come to the brink of suffering and lose themselves to murder...suicide..Then there are those who look past these troubled times and move on. suddenly, life comes back to run you over, again and agian. yet, you stand, while some...just give up. all of us as people can never understand one another personally, and really feel thier depression or how life decides to jab you in the body. We can probably never even understand murderers, rapists, suicidal people. behind every smile lies some anger, envy, lust, hate, sorrow of betrayal or loss. Everyday, somewhere there are those in the world where no one can even hear them, or listen ot them. they keep to themselves, filling themselves with everything life has thrown at them making them feel down, worthless. they take thier life into looking past it, or staring it in the face letting it spit at them. I can see that not everyone can take it as much as others, while some have that potential to keep going forward. We can have sympathy for wrong doers, sympathy for the loss....it goes on and on. people kill, people create. nothing creates something, something creates something. The world is an forever rippling ocean that never ceases. All i can say to these people who may feel this way...is to look at what you do have, take it, before life steals it from you. We may not have everything our hearts yearn for, but who knows? maybe we will, maybe we won't. For all of us, myself you and I, as much as life runs us over with pain, keep standing up because as you choose to cause, there is an effect.
Haha...this turned out long...but...I speak to everyone and especially you, Kaa...
You're a fantastic artist and you have a phenomenal mind that can take you places. I've read your stories years ago, as well as enjoying your art, And I fell in love. not to be all gushy and cheesy, but you were the first artist to inspire me to draw what I do today. I' sorry you are feeling ways I cannot fully understand, but you have people here that are here...it may not be that best way to feel better, but at least you don't bottle it up and make it worse...like myself...
but, anyhoo...I hope for the best for you, and look forward to new stuff whenever you can, I don't rush. take care then.
I felt just as lonely and rejected as you did a couple of years ago, but I've come out of it. When I first encountered new furs I tended to focus on how different they were and I was inclined to shy away from any interaction with them, but I'd go home and look at my actions, and I'd realize that every bit of stress and isolation I felt was what I was putting on myself. I did feel mad enough to go shoot someone at times, but I realized that it was only because I wasn't strong enough to accept these people.
So I changed my approach. I started forcing myself to go to meets, bringing some mindless activity to focus on in order to just get myself out there, usually a book or a simple hand stress reliever, and I spent most of the time at the meets just sitting in the corner watching people. It wasn't much fun, but I realized that the alternative was horrible lifelong loneliness. Most importantly, though, is that afterward I'd go home and imagine how I could have interacted. I'd think about my mental attitudes in various situations where I was subconsciously critical of others, sometimes without even realizing it, and I started seeing the simple truth that there was no good reason for it. My criticism in almost every situation centered on the fact that they were having fun doing things that I didn't have fun with, or doing things I considered foolish, and I refused to join them. Thing is, I wasn't having fun because, at a basic level, I was afraid of making a fool of myself or doing things that I considered beneath me, and that sort of snobbish attitude was exactly WHY I couldn't have fun doing them.
In order for me to finally start enjoying myself, I just had to eat a big slice of humble pie and get involved. If it was something I didn't initially like, I'd make it a point to start looking for the good in it. I'd realize the negativity was basically all in my head. I had been expecting everyone to conform to MY expectations, but things didn't turn around for me until I started appreciating others for who they were, even though it might be much different from me. I also had to recognize and undo a lot of bad social habits I'd gotten into. I try to see things from others' perspectives now, and it has really opened my life up to much more happiness than I ever could have had when I spent my nights alone in front of my computer. I was and to a certain extent still am not the social type, but I've learned to enjoy being around people. Especially people as non-judgmental and supportive as furries.
I know how this comes across, and I know you probably think I'm being a jerk. I am being a jerk. I'm being utterly tactless. I would understand if you don't want to hear this, or if you're dismissive of it, but I'm writing it because I care about you, and I don't know what to do for you. I can tell you I was in your position, but you'll probably dismiss it. I know I myself have written you some rather foolish things in the past, and I'm not going to blame you if you think I'm not worth listening to. But I sincerely hope that you do. You'd be surprised how many people around here would love to see you. You can pretend they're being fake or superficial if you want to, but how could they be anything more if they never get the chance to know you?
(Well, that was a wall of text, but I needed to get it out)
mean.....If I was deciding to make something like that (thing that would not do it) would be for a reason ....... this guy probably had it, a wrong reason ... but...anyway.