Yeah, you, the lemming that came to laugh at the angry guy. Post something. FUCK it PISSES ME OFF TO NO END that 90% of the people who use the internet DO IT PASSIVELY.

LITERALLY THE FUCKING GREATEST TOOL FOR HUMAN COMMUNICATION AND MOST OF YOU TREAT IT LIKE TV WITH A VOTE BUTTON.

I SEE the metrics of people visiting, I SEE the lack of replies, I SEE THE ABSOLUTE BIGORY DOWNVOTE HATEFEST but almost none of you even try to engage.

Makes me sick. We wouldn’t be in the modern shit age of the internet of even 20% of you just tried actually engaging with other people with more than a meme or a copypasta.

FUCKING POST YOU IDIOT

  • Angry_Autist (he/him)@lemmy.worldOPMEnglish
    11·
    4 months ago

    I have been passed around from field expert to field expert for most of my life, therapy, medication, meditation, physical therapy, and none of them have provided a working solution.

    They HAVE on the other hand kept me from doing several truly stupid and life destroying things, and that’s why I continue to pursue ever avenue available. There’s no relief from the anger, from the tension and high blood pressure, but at least I know myself not to buy a gun or carry a pocket knife, and it was therapy and meditation that taught me that.

    I wish just once one of you sanctimonious blowhards could experience 24 hours in my shoes.

    Do you know what it feels like to get so irrationally angry at a tag from your shirt rubbing you that you tear the shirt off while literally growling in the middle of a movie theater? Because I sure as fuck do and none of you will understand how powerless it felt to do it or how ashamed I feel when I remember the looks on the faces of the other people in the theater.

    Do I consciously know that it is inappropriate to expose yourself in such a setting? Of course I did.

    Did I also consciously know that the tag rubbing my skin shouldn’t be a big deal BUT FUCKING HELL NO MATTER HOW I SQUIRMED OR SCRATCHED IT JUST GOT WORSE AND WORSE?!?!?

    I never for a moment made a choice ‘Ok I will now stand and tear my shirt in half’.

    it was ‘I am so OVER this TAG’ and an eyeblink later I had ruined my 2nd favorite shirt and was shortly escorted out and banned from the theater.

    and that was AFTER roughtly 20 years of therapy and three rounds of medication.

    Face it, no matter how accepting people like you claim to be, if my disability isn’t visibly disfiguring you assume it is just a mood.

    I’m not banning you because I’m hoping you might fucking learn something here.