nah, only those who abuse their ‘issues’ in order to ruin shit for everyone else, or more likely/commonly, do so ‘in their name’ when they never even asked for it. Whole place is going to hell because of nonsense like that! I am not sure whether the DA and the internet is to blame for allowing such grotesque levels of hugboxing, or if parents simply never disciplining there kids are to blame for cuddling their speshul widdle snowfwakes, but one thing is for sure, the world is certainly a whole lot less awesome than it was before the mid-90s! Down with DA and Tumblr, force everyone back to USEnet!
I don’t understand why your rage against the machine has anything to do with the autistic or with those with difficulties though.
Seriously; anger and misanthropy could potentially be useful but why direct it at people who are just having trouble or problems? Furthermore; why stick with violence at all? If I have one regret throughout the entirety of my life it’s that I ever felt anger/hatred that led to violence. There’s already so much pain and hatred in the world. When you’re hurting it’s hard to see that there’s alot of good too. I’ve long since learned it’s a better policy to try to counteract all the negativity and hate with genuine goodness and compassion if you can.
I’ll share too:
I’ve been bullied all my life but school in Puerto Rico was a lot worse the bullies try to kill you here. My high school days was the most violent it even felt like Vietnam for me, I think I have PTSD.
And the good things that came out of it: All that live combat experience rised my fighting ability to above whats expected of a civilian and everyone who used to bully me is now in jail or dead.
Nah, our Target has a Subway not a Dominos. I wouldn’t let them get a Dominos anyway no matter how much they wanted to pay, their pizza is the worst in the entire damn country!
Hey, I was no wannabe, I was one of the originals! If there was shit to break in the immediate vicinity, shit done got broke! Usually to a thrashy raw punk riff too. Although after seeing Mad Max our group’s collective fashion sense took a wild nosedive. Bricks and bombs, that’s how you protested The Man in the good old days, not sitting your lazy ass down in front of his stores and malls in flimsy tents!
And I bought myself a big black duster from a western wear store. I dressed in all black and carried a duffel bag instead of a trench coat. I refused to talk to anyone and if anyone spoke to me I would bite lip and spit blood at them. I skipped school alot and drank constantly.
Ah, my past was so much fun.
Happy story was that I eventually met some peace loving hippie buddhist and smoking weed and chilling out pretty much saved my life. I ended up going to a good college and even became moderately financially successful with investments in stocks; and then later with buying a quartershare of one farm and starting a corn farm of my own. I don’t even have to really manage it either. The corn is automatically purchased to be used for ethanol and I get government subsidies on it as well.
Yeah GCOL; probably. Elementary was fine for me but in Junior High I got picked on all the time. I was a fat kid that was a total nerd. I got picked on constantly until one day I snapped and started screaming and beating my head against the gym lockers with my cock out and screaming until I gave myself a concussion and blood streamed down my face. After that I started writing death threats on index cards and leaving them in people’s lockers that bullied me. After a while I was hauled off to a mental hospital.
In the interim I grew alot. I found myself losing about 40 lbs after I started chain smoking and grew to about 6’3. I kept my hair long and never shaved. I perpetually wore a scowl.–
I was basically Evil Slater all throughout school and enjoyed every damn bit of it, it was the greatest outlet for my Raging against the Machines that were ‘teaching’ us things we’d learned in kindergarten.
Also I made more in middle school than I did skipping highschool and working a normal job, purely from shakedowns and fenced items. I turned that shit into a BUSINESS.
My sister is very autistic (not just aspergers but is barely above verbal on the spectrum) I have to say you can just fuck right off Niggoslav. Seriously man, fuck you.
Elementary School was the worst. I was quite the victim during that time. But eventually I got over it. And by the time I got to Middle School everyone stopped making fun of me and I became the quiet, shy, kid who sat in the corner of the classroom.
Having seen the wreck of this place Asspies have left it in (fandom not just DB) I daresay she was entirely justified. And I would have gleefully joined her.
Well, if we’re going to make this a bullied thread, I guess I can chime in, too.
I’ve been fun of for almost everything about me: my shyness, my video game selection, my atheism, my body shape, my size, my more feminine features, you name it.
It kinda stopped after a while, and i think I’m mostly fine.
I guess it’s not too far fetched for people in fiction to be dicks in real life, like the guy who played Random Task in the first Austin Powers movie who was convicted of rape.
