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 Posted: Sat Dec 04, 2010 1:37 am
There's a lot of f*cked up things that people amongst us -- myself included -- have experienced. We can have a section for non-trivial facets of life, and even sections for people to share their more intimate experiences -- or to have intelligent discourse, but I honestly really don't think this is the way to go about it.
Really this just seems like trivializing events, and some of these are truly horrible.
I don't feel it appropriate to just list these things.
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Posted: Sat Dec 04, 2010 1:53 am
I myself never see it as a contest. I don't care what the brats whine about. I just personally consider weaklings to be weak, and brats to be brats.
I know that Elyzia has her issues with seeing kids whine about the little things to folks who have just finished sharing stories of truely horrendous events in there lives, and frankly I can't blame her for that. it isn't wrong at all of her to express her disgust with it, and to let us know who does and does not have her respect.
I wouldn't mind one way or the other whether this thread were made or not. I still have some things I will never share here, and I didn't expect that I'd share what I did here. but I have found that having a sepperate place to occaisionally mention my issues without feeling like I'm gonna overshadow everyone around me has been pretty therapeutic.
in short, I get what you're saying, but I just honestly don't give enough of a rats a** about the sheltered brats to cater to anyone inbetween. and also, I know that anyone who has been through Hell will benefit from trading war-stories, if ya know what I mean.
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Posted: Sat Dec 04, 2010 2:02 am
I do get what you're saying too. I just kinda think there could be a better way to bring real discussion into this forum than just, y'know, listing stuff.
And it's true, having a place to let things out is good, but again, I just wonder about how it's done specifically. It probably isn't that big a deal but it does seem to sort of undermine parts of it.
And yeah, I do know what you mean, sharing experiences is always good to be able to do. Still I'm pretty reserved about it at the best of times.
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Posted: Sat Dec 04, 2010 3:43 am
Chieftain Twilight xXxdark_heartsxXx Chieftain Twilight xXxdark_heartsxXx Well lets see...
I had to move from Sydney, New South Wales, Australia into a small town in the Nothern Territory called Alice Springs which is still in australia but just in a different state to sydney. Its one of the hardest things ive had to do, i had leave my friends, my dad, my eldest sister and my grandparents to live with my mum parents my mum and my sister. Its all cause we lost money, my mum was sacked my dads company he was starting was build from almost nothing. But after a while ive gotten used to it, I was 12 at the time.
Then i found out a couple of months ago that my mum was once in a mental hospital not wanting to live anymore, but this was i think before i was born. It actually effects me quite alot cause i sometimes think wat happens if she needs to go bak? if life it gets too stressful.
Anywayz wen i was in year 2 my dad came home drunk and abused my mum. My mum had a bruised eye for quite a bit, and my dad was taken by the police for bout 3 days. Sad thing was my sisters were in tears that night i was just standing there watching no tears no nothing :/ My dad palmed my eldest sister in the mouth then strangled my other sister but shes ok. My dad never touched me i was actually kind of lucky we moved.
Though i reackon one of the worst things of all is not being able to tell my new friends here in Alice bout why i actually moved here, what's happened in my life. Its hard going to skool everyday all happy then coming home knowing that theres always alot of s**t going on. well, start small. you needn't nessesarilly ever have to tell your friends if you don't want to, but you should find somebody you can talk to about this. maybe a Councilor at School? oftentimes in Highschools and Colleges there are Students who have Office Hours for just that kinda thing; someone to talk to, to de-stress. I understand the feelings like you have to keep it to yourself. but the truth is that it's not that you can't talk to people about it. I wouldn't suggest just randomly popping off with "ok guys, here's something about me you didn't know." instead you should let it come out naturally, when the time is right. I won't try to convince you to tell your friends about it at all, it's up to you if/when you want to share this with your Friends. but I do suggest that you find someone who you can confide in, who can keep a secret, to talk to about it. it will make you feel better. I would talk to a counceller bout everything but i feel more like i should tell a friend why i here, But i dont because i could be risking having a rumor or something going round and i do because maybe they'll understand more bout me. Plus my mum doesnt really want me tellin anyone. There is my cousin i could tell as i dont think she knows the proper reason why im here. I gave you my advice, and I stand by it. and i thank you very much for that, and i'll keep your advice in my mind
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Posted: Sat Dec 04, 2010 7:03 am
I had a breakdown a few months ago. I tore up every piece of art that was 'old'.
I just hated it all, looking at it, and thinking that I used to be so proud of myself for it.
I just couldn't look at it anymore. I heard everyone from my old school all over again, telling me that it would never be good, I'd never have a chance at being good at the onething that stopped me from killing myself at that point in time.
The moment after I stopped, when I realized what I did, what a huge piececof meI had torn up, shredded and thrown away, I just couldn't do anything. I had to sit there and cry, because I had put so much of myself in to those drawings. Realizing that no matter how hard I tried, I could never get them back, never tape them together... I couldn't even redraw them, because I'll never again be the person I was when I drew them.
And after everything I've read here, I feel pretty stupid for feeling bad about this, albeit it won't change.
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 1:19 am
Figuren I do get what you're saying too. I just kinda think there could be a better way to bring real discussion into this forum than just, y'know, listing stuff. And it's true, having a place to let things out is good, but again, I just wonder about how it's done specifically. It probably isn't that big a deal but it does seem to sort of undermine parts of it. And yeah, I do know what you mean, sharing experiences is always good to be able to do. Still I'm pretty reserved about it at the best of times. :shrugs.: gives some examples then. cause I dunno what I'm supposed to say about stuff like this that's happened to me... it is what it is. it happened, it ... it defies normal emotion. the best way I can think to actually... deal with it, or talk about it.... is to tell the story as stoically as you can, answer questions, and chat with someone who relates. the rest kinda-sorta comes out on it's own in that way. but realy, what can you do? these are all events that you can't realy talk about. feelings you can't express. the only way to realy understand someone about it is to have experienced it yourself. so that you're sitting talking about it, and how you dunno how to explain it, and they go "yeh, I know what ya mean, it's like..." ya know? it's just what it is. realy though, I am curious what kind of examples you can think of for alternatives. I'd like to see some other ideas. maybe something that can spur more talking, etcetera. but I'll be honest, I'm probably more likely to just keep coming in here, and sharing more whenever I have the nerve to.
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 1:22 am
RosesFallingLikeRain I had a breakdown a few months ago. I tore up every piece of art that was 'old'. I just hated it all, looking at it, and thinking that I used to be so proud of myself for it. I just couldn't look at it anymore. I heard everyone from my old school all over again, telling me that it would never be good, I'd never have a chance at being good at the onething that stopped me from killing myself at that point in time. The moment after I stopped, when I realized what I did, what a huge piececof meI had torn up, shredded and thrown away, I just couldn't do anything. I had to sit there and cry, because I had put so much of myself in to those drawings. Realizing that no matter how hard I tried, I could never get them back, never tape them together... I couldn't even redraw them, because I'll never again be the person I was when I drew them. And after everything I've read here, I feel pretty stupid for feeling bad about this, albeit it won't change. nah, don't. my Writings are like my babies.. they are literally Creations of mine... Expressions of Myself.... pieces of me, my very Soul is imprinted on each one... and like you, they are a very real part of my Life, my Identity, my Existence; they are one of the things I CANNOT live without! there are alot of trivial things in the world... but this is not one of them. this is not Tangible. this cannot be Measured. this is Real.
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 2:37 am
elyzia angelfromdown-under -Dad dying two weeks before my 4th Bday -Growing up from the age 6-17 with a man who both physically, mentally and emotionally abused me on a daily basis...the man who was suppose to be my step-father but couldn't see me as anything more than proof that he wasn't mums first choice Shittt, girl, I never knew either of those things! I'm sorry crying crying heart Whaa sorry i haven't got back...forgot i posted xP Yeah not something i generally mention as the b*****d doesn't deserve the recognition ^_^
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 3:01 am
:grumbles yet again at the use of teh word "b*****d" to describe an unlikable person.: stare
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Posted: Mon Dec 27, 2010 12:30 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 27, 2010 1:02 pm
Figuren I do get what you're saying too. I just kinda think there could be a better way to bring real discussion into this forum than just, y'know, listing stuff. And it's true, having a place to let things out is good, but again, I just wonder about how it's done specifically. It probably isn't that big a deal but it does seem to sort of undermine parts of it. And yeah, I do know what you mean, sharing experiences is always good to be able to do. Still I'm pretty reserved about it at the best of times. 
Instead of just talking about the things you think are wrong with this thread & saying how the subject it's about could be discussed better & all that, why don't you make a thread/threads that approach such topics in a manner you view as optimal? I mean, this is an open forum, there's no excuse for simply bitching about the way that somebody decided to go about making a thread on a certain topic & then failing to make the thread you're saying you'd like to see.
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Posted: Mon Dec 27, 2010 1:04 pm
I cut my eye with a cieling fan when I was a baby.
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Posted: Tue Dec 28, 2010 3:36 pm
I think the problem with me is that the "worst things" for me tend to come and go. Like I'll feel like this one moment was the worst thing ever, but a few days/months/years later I'll look back and say "that didn't suck at all." Because my views of the world change, ya know?
& some tragic things, like the early death of family relatives, is, well, tragic; but not so that I'll say to everyone who asks, "this made my life a million times worse than it was already." So I'll just put some things that have really shocked me and still leave me feeling shaken:
-Last year, I had a vivid dream where was being held by ankle underwater (my held ankle to my knee was above the surface), and I couldn't bend to the surface and was therefore drowning. What terrified me then, and still terrifies me now, is that I could feel my lungs hurting from used up air, and that the fact that my friend who was holding me was laughing as if the whole thing were a joke. I woke up in heaving breaths and my heart racing. & I've never liked being pushed underwater, but now I'm really nervous if someone swims up to me will a I'm-gonna-dunk-you face.
-A few nights ago, I had an average vivid dream where I was at a rummage sale buying some stuff and donating other crap from my house. I came home in the dream, and heard my mom say, "Oh no!" But the exclamation wasn't one as if she had simply lost or forgotten something (although the implication was that she couldn't find something and thought it had been donated)--it's the kind of exclamation when someone gets badly hurt or worse. I don't think I've ever heard her say "oh no!" in that kind of way in person, but it was so real and full of emotion that I was scared awake. & it made me think, I never want to hear my mom say those words in that way ever again, although, like I usually do, I thought that this would happen anyway. When I awoke I also realized a pain from a loss or some other negative occurrence, and that it was a terrible thing to feel. So now I'm shaken from feeling that pain, that awful dread, from those words.
If the real point of this thread was along the lines of emotional and/or physical injury outside of the dream realm, I really don't have any. I mean, I was picked on when I was little, and never listened to by adults when it came to a he-said-she-said problem. Like my principal back in elementary school didn't want to believe me or hear me out when I was accused of stealing a boy's hat and glasses. Now I wish I had more spunk to talk back to her and prove myself innocent and not have to sit at the front of the bus for the rest of the year... But, again, I don't feel that this is such a bad memory. It sucks, yes, and it's definitely given me a more negative and fearful look on life, but so bad as to be the "worst thing"? Not really.
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Posted: Tue Dec 28, 2010 5:02 pm
Being born into the same family as my Sister.
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 9:54 pm
Married a psychopath... enough said.
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