> Come on, it was a single, harmless image and a good joke.
> Lighten up a bit.
I interpreted it as a personal insult, but hey, if it was a joke, that's fine with me. No harm done, and I retract my statement
> You know, all you do on these boards is criticise people and
> cuss them out. And you get away with it because you're an
> admin.
I'm neither an admin nor a moderator, if you have a problem with what I say or do, please don't hesitate to take up the issue with the moderators. Given the fact that the moderators haven't yet done anything, I can only assume that nobody cares.
> But just so you know, in real life, if you said these things
> to my face or to some of the people I know on here, I'd
> punch you straight in your goddamn teeth.
Yeah, we've got a real big man behind the keyboard here. We all know that escalating what largely amounts to a verbal pissing contest on a message board, something that happens day in and day out on the Internet, to physical violence is the really mature way of handling it. What do you say at MAGfest we discuss your propensities for violence over a soda like men instead of assholes? <img src=smilies/upeyes.gif>
Anyway, with regards to my most recent response to 9th Sage, if it seems like I've been overly prone to jumping down peoples' throats over the past two weeks - more than usual, I mean - it's because I most certainly have. Why? It's because of my medication. I'm on a combination of Risperdal and Zoloft to combat my chronic depression and general short temper that's hereditary throughout my entire family history, the problem is that over the past two weeks I've taken my pills maybe twice, and for very good reason. I hate it. While I agree that not taking it turns me into a humongous asshole online, and forthat I'm sorry, when I take it it makes me dead tired for about three hours, and then afterwards I just feel numb to the world. Sure, it brings down the peaks and valleys of anger and depression, but it does the same to all emotions, including happiness and my sense of humor. I barely smile without it, I barely laugh at jokes. Sure, my mind is clear, but my inner monologue is not only calm, but silent. Imagine that you have some kind of sentient robot that can think but not feel emotion. That's what I feel like when I'm on that shit. When I don't take it, I'm a completely changed person. I'm actually expressive, I actually feel emotions. I can laugh my head off at what I should rightfully laugh my head off at, I can actually get happy when something happens, but then of course I'm also more prone to being dreary and depressed, too. I can't control it, it's just like this shadow that passes over me with no warning and for no reason. Likewise, I'm also more prone to getting angry and yelling at people online and in person, as you just saw demonstrated. Unfortunately, after about four days of not having the medication in my system, I almost start to go through withdrawl, I just can't sit still, I constantly have to tap my fingers or my foot, the littlest things piss me off so incredibly much like you just saw, my mind runs a mile a minute, and I can hardly focus on a single task or thought for very long. I haven't taken my meds since Monday afternoon, and I'm really beginning to peak right now. The reason why I'm opting not to take them is because when I do take them in the morning, as I said, I'm dead tired for about three hours and then like a zombie and almost falling asleep for another four or five hours after that. I find that how well I do in class decreases sharply when I actually take my medication, because without the medication I'm not just sitting there, emotionless, almost mindless in a sense, practically falling asleep - I participate in class discussions, I can actually get interested in what's going on in class, and so on. Of course, I plan on talking with my physician as soon as I can to see if I can try another brand of anti-depressant, because this obviously is having unintended side effects. The problem is that with situations like this online, I can't not take my medication, but I also can't take it and expect to do well in my classes, either. It's a very fine line that I walk between pissing myself off by doing poorly or pissing everyone else off by laing into them.
So, yep. Gay furry on medication over here, go ahead and laugh at me. Come one, come all, see the freak of nature. Go ahead, laugh at me, make all the fucking fun of me you want. You know you damn well want to, so go ahead, laugh, point, laugh your fucking heads off. Go on, point out to me what a pathetic piece of shit I am, despite the fact that I already know what a sad loser I am for hanging out online and yelling at people. <img src=smilies/cwm10.gif>