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Jan 2018

Of course, love. It's never a fun thing. But hey -- if it's taught me anything, it's to not be afraid to stand up. Whether that's talking to an adult (in my case, it was my maternal mother) or fighting back (it did get physical because it had escalated to that extent). Just gotta give them the business sometimes.

Might not know why they do it, but the "why" doesn't excuse the "what".

I just hope you're doing your best, love. I hope it won't get that bad, but just keep on trying or ignoring him, whichever one gives you more relief.

@dawgofdawgness
At least he doesn't force you to do stuff. That would be hell for anyone...

There's no shame in running away, you know?
Just think about it as a strategical retreat.
Maybe tell someone about it. A teacher you're close with? A friend who's really close with a teacher? The case just goes through the grapevine.
If things go bad, you could ask a letter from the parents to let you switch. Triplesigned, underlined, and highlighted in Day-Glo.

(The next solution requires a lot of balls. Just a radical solution.)
If you really want to talk to him... you could tap him, call him for "a little chat", move somewhere quiet, and then let him rant about what he hates about you.
If he protests, you could make a huge spectacle about it. Raise your voice, act dramatic. Drama is the key. No drama = no crowd pressure = him not spilling the beans.
If a teacher is there, then good. He'll send your case to the top with a seal of "Urgent Priority".
And there, maybe, the (trash bag of a) guidance counselor can redeem herself. She could hopefully change her mind on the person.

But honestly, we got your back.
If you need help, there's a whole lot of us to talk to.
(Just don't complain if you get tired typing out those replies. You don't need to talk to each and every one of us, you know?)

EDIT: Assumed gender of guidance counselor. Changed pronouns to female instead of male.

Guess I'll just share my story.
Honestly, I think the popular group in my school has gone too far.
(I mean, really, my group calls them the Dickwad Squad. Can things get any worse?)

Okay.
So, I have these two friends. I'll call them Kan and Kul-Kul.
They're the best of friends, and I usually see them hang out together at the back (or with us) talking about whatever. Like, for example, Ace Combat, or Final Fantasy VI.
Lately, I became friends with them as well. They're nice guys when you get to know them.
Kan was hanging out with a few members of the Dickwad Squad, and one of them (I'll name him Starrick) told him to drop Kul-Kul in order to hang out with them.

That's a douche move if I haven't seen any.
Dropping your best friend to hang out with another group?
I mean, sure, friends are kinda assholes, but they're good assholes. Those guys just want to use you until you're nothing but a husk.

So now, both of them are kinda enraged at the Dickwad Squad.
And honestly, I'm worried.
Anger can make you do lots of things. And I'm pretty sure they can do a whole lot of harm with that anger they have against them.

I'm not opposed to them. I mean, I'd beat down all of them, any time. Just give me a dos por dos or a pipe, any time.
They just need to give me one more reason.

Back to the point.
I don't want them to risk themselves any further, you know?
Just snub them to the ends of the Earth. If they demand an answer out of them, they could try to get out (so the others could know that they tried to escape this). If that doesn't work, well, they're free to punch the lights out of the Dickwad Squad.

Okay so I recently recovered from an injured elbow in my drawing arm... only to have an accident and cut my other hand really badly. Now typing is really hard. Sure, I can draw since my dominant arm is better... but I'm in even more pain than before.
This morning I changed the bandage pad, and when I took it off the scab tissue was still new so it was super sensitive and I had a rush of pain so bad all the blood just rushed outta my brain and I got really nauseous......... almost fainted / threw up / both in my mother's bathroom. RIP

Nothing has ever hurt that much in one go. And I've been hit my a car twice.

I woke up a few days ago to a strange smell. Thought it was smoke. Heart started to pound. Thought about what if the flat burns down. Talked myself into going back to sleep so I can die without effort and not make my mom so sad that she would be if I actively offed myself. Didn't burn to death, dunno where the smell came from.

Depression is fun. When I was walking to my psycho therapy session everytime a car went past me my brain was screaming to jump infront of it. I'm too much of a wuss though.

Can't really comment and help the above post :frowning:

My own little rant is a small one on some of the comments that I get. Not every series I draw and write is a yaoi, just because my most popular series is a yaoi. There may be guy x guy jokes, but it's not the main focus.

I just wanna bitch about how some pages I draw get a lot of traffic and others don't when you expect them too cause there's more content and you just feel.like.crap :slight_smile:

I have met two people who had depresion and overcame it, and both had something in common. they set themselves a goal to overcame it and do the full proccess.

You may not have realized it, but i think you are stronger than what you believe. Even in your moments of grief, you revive a topic spreading positivity(the one you created in the first place), and this helps a lot of people, you gave a lot of people a reason to smile and feel good about themselves.

Being strong is not about never falling, being strong is about getting up when you fall. And i know you can do it.

I hope the therapy works for you, You make a great difference here for the better.

The least i can do was to give back some positivity :wink:

Here, here! :smiley:


@Mari I think you're a lot nicer than you give yourself credit for. :slight_smile::heart:
I know it must be hard, but every day is a chance for life to get better. You'll get through this !!

Yeah, Mari, you're way nice and a cool cat. Idk how to quote Diego, but I would if I could.

I can say dealing with depression is hard. I have no idea about what advice to give you, but I know my own way of getting out of it was thinking about how short life is and how little i've experienced of said short period. Almost miniscule. If that helps your thoughts, I would feel honored. :slight_smile:

I wish life was as easy as AC
Take all my bills Tom Nook, just let me off the hook

Thanks all. The whole goal thing doesn't really work for me anymore (since I've gotten just worse since 2016) but it's solid advice to people who can still function on a daily basis. Like there's probably 50 million different maggots living in my flat because I'm too paranoid/anxious to take out the trash and I get mail like once every 4 months because I'm so scared of it... But yeah. I appreciate the sentiment.

I wish student life was easier.
More time to write something that matters, and less time working on things that wouldn't matter after a little while.
Is it just me?

If you feel okay sharing, did something happened that have you feeling paranoid?, if you are being treatened, harrased or anything is better to call the police or some authority.

......Are you okay Scorpius?, if you are having any kind of depression, feeling unmotivated or anything.....I can tell you that depression is like black glasses: it makes things look darker, but that doesn't mean the world is as your eyes are currently seing it. If you are having any symptom of depression, you may need from profesional help. Don't feel ashamed to ask for help and take care of yourself.

It's just low self-esteem amplified by depression. I'm afraid people see me if I go out. It's completely irrational, but most of the stuff with depression is.

@ScorpiusNox (i tagged you just in case)

Mari, Just found this, thought it may help you. Just take care of yourselves, okay?.

I know the source may not be the conventional thing people may expect, but the advice and message makes lot of sense.



I appreciate your concern :slight_smile:. I did all of those things, though. I'm not a danger to myself. I'm just alone.

Glad to know, i got scared for a while.

Anyway, i am here if you need to talk. (not literally now, because i have something to do now, but you get my point)