Dudes and dudettes, I just want to say how much I loved Dashcon ~officially~. I was thrilled to get to meet so many crazy internet people! That is not in any shape or form a bad thing. You were all incredibly weird, and I loved you all for it. I am "letting it go"...and the anonymous internet assholes making fun of us?
Reminds me of somebody I used to know. Wanting to place yourself superior to me is fine if it makes you feel better. But, holding that much anger and bitterness really only builds upon itself until it consumes you completely. They suck the joy out of you and replace it with their own version. Hence the anonymous internet assholes chuckling amongst themselves, it's no wonder as it's their only source of joy.
In the end, who's really more at peace? Who's happier? How would you rather end up?
I'm actually gaining so much self-acceptance lately. I'm not kidding when I say this con was meaningful to me in a number of ways. There were WEIRD people there. Nobody pretentious and arrogant and fake, just weird because that's who they are. Do you know how close I was to giving up on people...on hope of ever find at least one equally weird person that I can click with? I was resigning to a life of solitude, because people are just so...well you know. Common. That's a loaded word, though. People can be completely common in many ways and odd in others, I guess it's open to interpretation. Eye of the beholder type stuff. I don't fault anyone for being how they are, even if they're someone I don't necessarily click with and I'm not saying I'm BETTER than anyone because they're boring and common.
It was disastrous, I know. I really don't care. Sorry. The breath of fresh air to my mental health was amazing. I didn't care about panels, prizes, ballpits, $17,000, Nightvale, whatever. I cared about the great conversations I was having with people, the ability to act silly and not have to even care about how I look, the really interesting people I was meeting and their experiences, and people just being hilarious and entertaining. Oh, and NEW FRIENDS.
Alright, I'd say that's better than my previous post.
Onto the next topic at hand, I am actually writing. Except I haven't today because I've been busy playing PS3 nonstop. For hours. Many hours. Many. Many. Hours. Soooo I'd say it's probably time to turn that shit off.