"state something completely random time!"

[MrMatthews]

Wow, page 2081 of the ‘Something Random’ thread is MUI CALIENTE.

Hats off to everyone involved. I have lol’d.

[Melf]

Suicide is not something to joke about, so please be respectful.

[NeoVamp]

Suicide is not something to joke about, so please be respectful.

As someone who suffers from extreme depression and a desire to leave this shithole of a planet rather sooner than later I feel I can joke about my own illness as much as I want.
we all deal differently with these things.

[Raijin Z]

And it's not like my memento mori of an avatar is indicative of a grand desire to live.

[NeoVamp]

And it's not like my memento mori of an avatar is indicative of a grand desire to live.

Exactly, suicidal feelings do not always manifest itself as someone immediately turning into a crying baby in the corner who gets triggered by even the slightest mention of suicide.
some people just deal with their suicidal feelings by making jokes about it, saying you can't do that is pretty much telling them to stop fighting and give up.

I think the problem here is that some people don't understand that when someone makes a joke like that its because they're actually suffering, and its their way of letting off steam.

Not everything can be solved by going to a doctor and getting pills and then going to a shrink who tells you that shit will be alright! sometimes it just doesn't work.
if it does work for you, good! but this is my way of letting off steam and making it through another day.

[MrMatthews]

I don’t know about anyone else, but the buzzterm “mental illness” I really making me mentally ill. It’s used too much and too inappropriately to the point where it has lost all meaning (and credibility). Honestly I think anyone who throws that term around these days is a bit of a tool. It fits right in with the douchey mindset that being fat and lazy or addicted to meth is a form of cancer or something.

[NeoVamp]

Yeah it has become somewhat of a joke to use that term, the guy was just fucking depressed and one day decided enough is enough.
that's life, some people breeze through it and some don't. you try to get help you try to deal with it yourself but sometimes its just not enough.

people do love wearing badges these days, I guess if I had worn a badge here that proudly proclaimed my own health issues then Segatas and Melf would have patted me on the back and told me that things were going to be alright!

And that's why people love using those terms, gets shit done easier.

[MrMatthews]

It’s a product of the recent campaign to “educate” people about mental illness by implying that most people are suffering from it in some form or another. So now instead of thinking that a few people are crazy, I think that everyone is a wagon-jumping attention whore.

But none of you guys can be angry: my insensitivity to the imaginary afflictions of my fellow humans is a mental illness, so I’m protected.

[Crystalpepsifan]

My theory(and probably many other's), is that people who don't suffer from some kind of depression are the mentally ill ones. I'm personally extremely suspect of anyone who says they "love life".

[Leynos]

I don’t know about anyone else, but the buzzterm “mental illness” I really making me mentally ill. It’s used too much and too inappropriately to the point where it has lost all meaning (and credibility). Honestly I think anyone who throws that term around these days is a bit of a tool. It fits right in with the douchey mindset that being fat and lazy or addicted to meth is a form of cancer or something.

Ok does ADHD. Schizoid Personality disorder and Aspergers and Severe Anxiety help then? Because that's a mouthful. Be easier to say something shorter and less descript when in a passing conversation. What would you prefer they say? If you think this is imaginary, well then you are ignorant to the daily struggles of it of what someone like me lives with. That's not an insult. It's not some buzzword or trying to be trendy for me. It's not a badge for me. It's not asking for a pat on the back. I fucking LOATHE living with it. I don't want it. I yearn to be normal. It will never happen. I can only help to learn to curb some behaviors. It's so there is more awareness because there are too many ignorant people who refuse it because they are too obtuse to comprehend it.


Maybe many do wear it as a badge or make false claims they have it. Fuck those people. Brianna Wu can kill herself. People like her? Useless fucking cunt. (if you don't know it's worth the lulz to read up on her on ED) They can shove a piping hot barbed ice pick up their peephole. I hate labels. I don't wear it a label as that implies some sort of pride. I just want more awareness but I don't want pride flags or parades. That does absolutely fuck all. I just want people to be more educated about it. Maybe it has become like the gay pride thing. I personally have no issues with gays or transgenders as people. Been to a gay wedding and a funeral. Have a bi friend and a trans one. I am however a little tired of the look at me accept me thing going on everywhere with pride month and parades. I can only assume that is where some in this thread may be coming from. This saddens me as what you rub your clit on or shove your dick into me is far less important than someone with a health issue and mental health is VERY real. No not everyone has it. Most do not. Why most are so obtuse to it. Like any health issue, it comes in a variety of flavors. No one person has them all. They may have 1 or a few. All of them act differently on the person. People throw the term anxiety like it's meaningless. Most people have a normal anxiety-like first day on the job or a date. Severe anxiety is fare far more debilitating than my heart. I can go a "normal" day and not have issues other than being a bit tired and can't do as much as the normal person. The anxiety is crippling irrational fears of random things. My heart only allows me to go out somewhere and hang out for about 2-3 hours before I get really tired and need to go home. The anxiety, however, can be so crippling I have to work myself up to go and that is mentally exhausting so I only go somewhere 3 times a month. 2 of those to get groceries and the other to monthly doctor. Some months I go 4. because I worked myself to go down to the Gateway mall to see a movie and shop for games but even while there I'm always on alert. head on a swivel. Twitchy. Tho again it can be caused by many things. Some people just have severe anxiety and some like me who always had it but it became amplified to 11 when I got heart issues. Depression is also a more generalized thing as it can be cause by so much and most of it is from normal things that cause depression. Then there is crazy shit where my great uncle developed PTSD when his friend head landed in his lap in WW1.


Anxiety is a weird thing but hoarding is a side effect for many with severe anxiety. As a teen I hoarded. I curbed it eventually with collecting. Stuff doesn't pile up on the floor. The place is clean. The collection is organized. Able to get rid of things I no longer want. Hoarding you hang onto that plastic bag full of dogshit on the kitchen counter that is now white and the house having a floor you can see is a myth because it's been so many years you no longer believe a floor exists.


Most mental health issues are nonviolent. Won't hurt themselves or anyone else. I only wish for people to be more aware and not under a generalized banner. I likely made that mistake last night. It's just really hard to be overly specific each time because even in the past people don't get it. I'm not going to put some "pansexual he/her" whatever people do on Twitter under my name. Again I hate labels. Badges?! I don't need no stinkin badges!


But yes I guess there are people like that episode of South Park where Randy was an alcoholic and acted like he was dying of cancer. I didn't interpret that as claiming addiction isn't serious and real but people who go around asking for sympathy and to pat him on the back. That is NEVER what I personally want. I want it to be where gays are. Lol ok, this will sound odd. Someone says they are gay to explain slightly off behavior then a straight person just goes...ah ok like they get it nonchalant. Have no negative feelings but also not telling him how brave he is(that shit is annoying but it sure does make Bruce Jenner's pussy hard). Just a simple nod and "ah ok I got it" because they are educated enough that actually understand what it means. Not where are spirals into what this became. I do agree to not blindly accept anything and no it should not be used as an excuse either. The line is blurred when something is mentally wrong and they do something like why I may not always respond to someone how a normal person would vs choosing to hurt someone verbally or physically when you know what you did is wrong then using mental health as a scapegoat. It's a blurred line and more reason why I wish more people to be educated on it.


Sorry for the ramble. I will have mercy and stop here. I hope I explained it somewhat well in my rambling.

[NeoVamp]

[Raijin Z]

I liken mental states and trains of thought into paths carved through the wilderness. The more often you're in a state of mind, or on a line of thought, the stronger of a path you carve, where it tends to override anything else you would rather be doing. Imagine anxiety, or depression, or any other destructive psychological states to wide, clear paths through the wilderness, and all of the more positive states being gnarled game trails, barely usable. You want to head east, but you keep getting stuck on the path that goes southeast, only because you keep losing the trails that go due east. The hardest thing is to forcibly "change your mind" so that these bad paths don't become your defaults. This has some grounds in neurology, as just like with any strong memory or learned behavior, depressive thoughts and anxiety just become stronger over the years. You don't have to want to feel terrible, it just happens. Like a bad memory you can't get rid of. You can go weeks without thinking of it, and then when you stop at a red light, it comes back with ferocity. Sometimes you're lucky, and when it comes back, you just process it and quickly dismiss it, and wonder why you can't do this every time.

The problem with depression is that it's hungry. It's a singularity that saps motivation like nothing else, and constantly grows stronger over time. It takes more effort to enjoy anything, and your enjoyment becomes more and more brief. Before long, it takes a herculean effort just to feel enjoyment for a few minutes. You might not even be able to call when the feeling started happening, and when it's not in the spotlight, you wonder why you don't feel normal all of the time. Maybe everything in your life, at the moment is alright. All of your needs are taken care of, your money situation isn't dire. Maybe you've also had some successes on top of maintaining stability. Fixed your car by yourself, saving hundreds of dollars. Made a meal so amazing that you even surprised yourself. Helped somebody else with a problem they weren't equipped to deal with, and received their gratitude in spite of your insistence that it was no trouble on your part. You're about to start preparing breakfast, and it rolls in fast. Fuck eating. I can go days with nothing at all, and if I at least drink water, perhaps a week. Even longer if I just sleep. Everything that has gone wrong in your life, coalesces into a mental miasma, and none of your defenses against any specific thing are working. Fuck it. To hell with it all. Sleep. Then you wake up in the middle of the night, and everything you were feeling before, feels like a lie. Like it never happened. You feel fine. None of that crippling self-doubt, no feeling of everything riding on your back. It's not going to last, but there's no way you're going to intentionally capsise this raft, even if it's eventually going to sink. So you dive into distractions for hours, and while you're almost having a good time, a traumatic memory rises up out of the depths, breaking the surface, and crushes the S. S. Not Feeling Horrible.

Some people see the attention that a small number of people get for being saddled with mental problems that have been brought about by abuse or other traumatic experiences, and they want that attention, too, but without all of the mind-shattering hell that comes with it.

Oh, I can say that I'm bi-polar! That will excuse me acting like an asshole to people for no reason! And then I can run away from confrontation of any sort by declaring myself to be autistic! Ew, no, I'm not going to sit in the corner of a room, staring at the wall, and singing to myself in perfect pitch for an hour, and I'm not going to lock myself in my bedroom to make a a scale model of the city water system with Lego Technic blocks! That's gross! I want the attention, so I'll see what the Internet says I should do, to get the adulations and pity points I deserve! In fact, why should I do any of that at all? That's hard work. What I really need is just a label or fifteen to stick onto myself, so I seem like a deeply caring and quirkily-flawed person, unique above all others. Who cares about wants, desires, plans for the future, and funny anecdotes? Comedy is racist/sexist anyway, and I get much more attention living as my otherxin furxona, Dysgenia! Yes, it's smooth sailing for xme, until the purity spiral needs another sacrifice.

I think that all you can really do to help people is to distract them from their mental states with positive attention. Not overbearing busybody behavior. That's far worse. But if you can get broken people to become accustomed to thinking positively about themselves and their future, it may be more difficult for them to slip in the future. You want to help blaze better trails in the wilderness of their minds, so that intrusive thoughts stop being "I should just swerve into this semi truck" and start being "I should have a banana split, because I can, and it would be enjoyable" or something. I don't know, when you're in the labyrinth, you can't see the game. I suppose that it really does take an outsider to see the maze and to attempt to guide people out of it.

[NeoVamp]

[Leynos]

[Melf]

people do love wearing badges these days, I guess if I had worn a badge here that proudly proclaimed my own health issues then Segatas and Melf would have patted me on the back and told me that things were going to be alright!

No one said anything of the sort. In fact, I didn't even know you felt this way until you brought it up, and you've been here over a decade. I understand what you're saying, but you also have to understand that not everyone deals with it the same way you do. What you consider a joke may not seem as such to others with the same problem. And anyone who's had a loved one commit suicide might not see the humor.