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On responsibility. (subtitle: yukie snarls at whiny douches again.)
No, I didn't make you hurt me. You stupid motherfucker, how the hell could I manage that WITHOUT eerie powers. My dad drilled that into my head when I was a CHILD, that no one could 'make me' attack people. I guess your parents were lax or you've been listening to liars?
No, you're not going to get away with shit about shit by hiding behind RP characters, excuses, illness or angry gods. I sure never fucking got to, hwo the fuck come you think you deserve all the time to get treated nicer than me, ah?
No, I don't appreciate this bullshit artistry 'some are more equal than others' that's led you to decide I must be a deserving target. Oh look, the mindset of the abuser, in textbook form! I should show you to a psych class as a visual aid.
You dicks.
tl;dr childroon, If I have to carry my own weight, so does the rest of the able world. If I don't get to hide and snuffle and whimper and cower the second things get haaaarrrrdddduh, neither does anyone else. If I don't get enabled and mollycoddled at every turn by people who will reassure me that I'm ~*special*~ and that it ~*wasn't really my fault*~, no one else fucking gets to decide that those people are right instead of being the toxic little buy-a-drunk-a-drink-and-thereby-give-them-alcohol-poisoning kiddies they are.
This is not high school, childroon. I am ten years away from that place, and I have no desire to relive the politics and lunch-table bullshit and bitchy little jockeyfights with people who have not grown past fifteen fucking years of age.
Out here in the REAL WORLD, and in its mirror the interpipes, WE ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR OUR OWN ACTIONS. You think you can run from karma? Yeah, think again. How you act will produce a reaction. Just because some dumbassed rich pudgy white guy in DC gets away with shit by whoring himself out and buying everything off doesn't mean you should follow that example.
I have never been allowed to hide behind anyone. I have never been allowed to skip off apologizing to someone whom I've hurt. I have never been allowed to say IT WASN'T MEBAW or THEY MADE ME DO ITBAW or act or talk or behave as I damn please without the least bit of regard for the people aorund me.
I'm not your little FANGIRL. I'm not your little CHEERLEADER. I AM NOT SOMETHING FOR YOU TO USE. I'm not going to let myself be FUCKING BATTERED INTO THAT ROLE by insecure li'l boys and girls who cannot fucking STAND the idea of me having a mind and will of my own. heaven forbid I get hurt or angry. heaven forbid i disagree.
If you cannot fucking handle the fact that I am a human being whose heart and will are much, much stronger than yours because I have never ever had the treat of the shelter that you enjoy so much, and whose potential makes yours look like a drop of piss in the ocean? Then get out. I'm not going to be told that stating my credentials is putting on airs while your drunk little thang over there shoots its mouth off and brags and swaggers 'til the bovines return.
I'll put it to you people SIMPLE. That way even the rock-stupid will get it.
I AM NOT YOUR FUCKING PROPERTY. I WAS NEVER YOUR FUCKING DOLL.
I am not OBLIGED to deal with your shit. I am not obliged to let you take your issues with your heart/body/mind/job/husband/wife/partner/cats/gerbil out on me. I'm not your fucking spritzhead rah-rah bimbo. I'm not your whipping girl.
And I never will be. If that huh-huh-huh-huuuurrrrts you so so so buh-buh-buh-buh-BAYYUD whinewhinewhine sobsobsob gaspgaspgasp, then fucking tough. Life is pain, princess. Anyone who says differently is selling something.
And if you can't take that pain then you really sre MUCH weaker than me, and you always have been.
People who claim to cherish brutal honesty rarely do; they just want to be tactless dickholes and not face consequences. (I'm thinking of this annoying misogynist little forumite Asshu once clue-rammed right to Mars - and he STILL didn' get why he got plonked in the end.) Like, say, me being angry and mmmmmeeeeeaaaaaaaaaannnnnnuh. Apparently that's a nightmare on par with waking up next to a shoggoth that's wearing a party hat and your underpants and NO I don't know how that works either.
I don't have to sit and listen to grown-ass adults do the 'you're not allowed in my clubhouse' dance. I have an embarrassment squick anyhow. I find that shit nauseous.
You may think that if you drag your feet long enough people will forget the apologies you owe. That if you make enough excuses, people will start to buy your bullshit the way you have. That you can get away with this juvenile shit s lng as no one comes out and rack or titpunches you a good one.
You're wro~ong. ♥
No, you're not going to get away with shit about shit by hiding behind RP characters, excuses, illness or angry gods. I sure never fucking got to, hwo the fuck come you think you deserve all the time to get treated nicer than me, ah?
No, I don't appreciate this bullshit artistry 'some are more equal than others' that's led you to decide I must be a deserving target. Oh look, the mindset of the abuser, in textbook form! I should show you to a psych class as a visual aid.
You dicks.
tl;dr childroon, If I have to carry my own weight, so does the rest of the able world. If I don't get to hide and snuffle and whimper and cower the second things get haaaarrrrdddduh, neither does anyone else. If I don't get enabled and mollycoddled at every turn by people who will reassure me that I'm ~*special*~ and that it ~*wasn't really my fault*~, no one else fucking gets to decide that those people are right instead of being the toxic little buy-a-drunk-a-drink-and-thereby-give-them-alcohol-poisoning kiddies they are.
This is not high school, childroon. I am ten years away from that place, and I have no desire to relive the politics and lunch-table bullshit and bitchy little jockeyfights with people who have not grown past fifteen fucking years of age.
Out here in the REAL WORLD, and in its mirror the interpipes, WE ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR OUR OWN ACTIONS. You think you can run from karma? Yeah, think again. How you act will produce a reaction. Just because some dumbassed rich pudgy white guy in DC gets away with shit by whoring himself out and buying everything off doesn't mean you should follow that example.
I have never been allowed to hide behind anyone. I have never been allowed to skip off apologizing to someone whom I've hurt. I have never been allowed to say IT WASN'T MEBAW or THEY MADE ME DO ITBAW or act or talk or behave as I damn please without the least bit of regard for the people aorund me.
I'm not your little FANGIRL. I'm not your little CHEERLEADER. I AM NOT SOMETHING FOR YOU TO USE. I'm not going to let myself be FUCKING BATTERED INTO THAT ROLE by insecure li'l boys and girls who cannot fucking STAND the idea of me having a mind and will of my own. heaven forbid I get hurt or angry. heaven forbid i disagree.
If you cannot fucking handle the fact that I am a human being whose heart and will are much, much stronger than yours because I have never ever had the treat of the shelter that you enjoy so much, and whose potential makes yours look like a drop of piss in the ocean? Then get out. I'm not going to be told that stating my credentials is putting on airs while your drunk little thang over there shoots its mouth off and brags and swaggers 'til the bovines return.
I'll put it to you people SIMPLE. That way even the rock-stupid will get it.
I AM NOT YOUR FUCKING PROPERTY. I WAS NEVER YOUR FUCKING DOLL.
I am not OBLIGED to deal with your shit. I am not obliged to let you take your issues with your heart/body/mind/job/husband/wife/partner/cats/gerbil out on me. I'm not your fucking spritzhead rah-rah bimbo. I'm not your whipping girl.
And I never will be. If that huh-huh-huh-huuuurrrrts you so so so buh-buh-buh-buh-BAYYUD whinewhinewhine sobsobsob gaspgaspgasp, then fucking tough. Life is pain, princess. Anyone who says differently is selling something.
And if you can't take that pain then you really sre MUCH weaker than me, and you always have been.
People who claim to cherish brutal honesty rarely do; they just want to be tactless dickholes and not face consequences. (I'm thinking of this annoying misogynist little forumite Asshu once clue-rammed right to Mars - and he STILL didn' get why he got plonked in the end.) Like, say, me being angry and mmmmmeeeeeaaaaaaaaaannnnnnuh. Apparently that's a nightmare on par with waking up next to a shoggoth that's wearing a party hat and your underpants and NO I don't know how that works either.
I don't have to sit and listen to grown-ass adults do the 'you're not allowed in my clubhouse' dance. I have an embarrassment squick anyhow. I find that shit nauseous.
You may think that if you drag your feet long enough people will forget the apologies you owe. That if you make enough excuses, people will start to buy your bullshit the way you have. That you can get away with this juvenile shit s lng as no one comes out and rack or titpunches you a good one.
You're wro~ong. ♥