rant about people I shouldn't talk to anymore
I hate dealing with ignorant fucks online. (In person too, but leaving is an option in those instances. So are weapons) And what I REALLY hate is when people who don't know what the hell they're talking about have some sort of knee-jerk, "I don't even know why I'm mad when this has nothing to do with me!" reaction and start flaming. I don't mind flaming, but it has to be INTELLIGENT-- instead all I see is this rundown emotional spew from narcissistic, liberal, naive entitled douchebags who have never had a real problem or mindfuck to deal with in their Starbucks-coffee lives. Who wouldn't know reality if it bit them in the face. I know very damn well that I'm an emotionally fucked-up human being, and I know why and how it happened. I also know it's not an excuse to wallow and be ineffectual, and it's my responsibility to help myself. I TRY to be as painfully honest with myself as I can be and to surround myself with other people who will call me out when I'm doing something stupid. Also, therapy. I need to talk to a therapist, and soon.
However, one of my friends here at uni is fucked up emotionally too. Combination of being an only child of a protective, overbearing mother and having a structural heart condition that makes it impossible for him to exercise (heart rate can't really go above 60) which meant he could never get away from her, plus a distant father, plus being spoiled and rich. He knows something is wrong with his life but he doesn't know what, and he doesn't know how to fix it. Or, more likely, he knows but is too much of a pussy to do it. I'm sure it's easier to avoid change and just keep living in a way that makes you miserable. And he puts up this self-esteem "ways I am awesome" list online to make himself feel better. And THEN all his other friends go and stroke his ego and agree with him. I put up a comment about how his list was just a way of seeking validation and TOLD him he'd need to be honest with himself before he could be comfortable as a person. I called him out on his attention-seeking publicly, and I know that's not "the polite thing" and expected he wouldn't talk to me for a while, but that maybe what I said would stick with him and help a little. What I didn't expect (and probably should've) was his girlfriend, followed by some other liberal idiot friend to take my comment personally and go into several emotional and badly-spelled attacks of me-- she constantly referenced herself and her feelings-- go narcissism. Meanwhile, me and a few of Tim's better friends can't stand to be around the combination of them two anymore because they turn each other into emo, snit-throwing energy vampires. Relationships are supposed to make you a better person than you are when you're alone, not the other way around, I thought.
In short, I cannot fucking stand people who lack self-awareness, don't realize they have problems that will slowly fuck up their lives, and then have the REDNECK AUDACITY to be this offended when I try and help. Fuck this. I'm not going to try helping people who won't help themselves anymore, when all they want to do is cry and mope and whine about their lives and have other people applaud that. HOW ARE WILLFUL IGNORANCE AND COWARDICE SOMETHING TO BE PROUD OF?
Goddamn-- ranting online doesn't make me feel better anymore. It just concentrates my anger. ArrghqwmwewhaehwZq.
In other news, I SAW RENT LAST NIGHT. SOOO AMAZINGLY WONDERFUL WITH ANTHONY RUPP AND ADAM PASCAL PLAYING. AND I WILL NEVER BE ABLE TO SEE THEM PLAY AGAIN. My life has nowhere to go from here but down!!! (I'm doing this to avoid Chinese and Physics homework if you couldn't tell.) I'm such a Renthead.
However, one of my friends here at uni is fucked up emotionally too. Combination of being an only child of a protective, overbearing mother and having a structural heart condition that makes it impossible for him to exercise (heart rate can't really go above 60) which meant he could never get away from her, plus a distant father, plus being spoiled and rich. He knows something is wrong with his life but he doesn't know what, and he doesn't know how to fix it. Or, more likely, he knows but is too much of a pussy to do it. I'm sure it's easier to avoid change and just keep living in a way that makes you miserable. And he puts up this self-esteem "ways I am awesome" list online to make himself feel better. And THEN all his other friends go and stroke his ego and agree with him. I put up a comment about how his list was just a way of seeking validation and TOLD him he'd need to be honest with himself before he could be comfortable as a person. I called him out on his attention-seeking publicly, and I know that's not "the polite thing" and expected he wouldn't talk to me for a while, but that maybe what I said would stick with him and help a little. What I didn't expect (and probably should've) was his girlfriend, followed by some other liberal idiot friend to take my comment personally and go into several emotional and badly-spelled attacks of me-- she constantly referenced herself and her feelings-- go narcissism. Meanwhile, me and a few of Tim's better friends can't stand to be around the combination of them two anymore because they turn each other into emo, snit-throwing energy vampires. Relationships are supposed to make you a better person than you are when you're alone, not the other way around, I thought.
In short, I cannot fucking stand people who lack self-awareness, don't realize they have problems that will slowly fuck up their lives, and then have the REDNECK AUDACITY to be this offended when I try and help. Fuck this. I'm not going to try helping people who won't help themselves anymore, when all they want to do is cry and mope and whine about their lives and have other people applaud that. HOW ARE WILLFUL IGNORANCE AND COWARDICE SOMETHING TO BE PROUD OF?
Goddamn-- ranting online doesn't make me feel better anymore. It just concentrates my anger. ArrghqwmwewhaehwZq.
In other news, I SAW RENT LAST NIGHT. SOOO AMAZINGLY WONDERFUL WITH ANTHONY RUPP AND ADAM PASCAL PLAYING. AND I WILL NEVER BE ABLE TO SEE THEM PLAY AGAIN. My life has nowhere to go from here but down!!! (I'm doing this to avoid Chinese and Physics homework if you couldn't tell.) I'm such a Renthead.