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You know what?
I hate pity whoring. Yeah, that's right, this is a highly coincidental post. For a highly coincidental incident.
But you know what? It needs to be said anyway.
Flailing around your "problems" and wailing about how you're "OMG LEMME KILL MYSELF" all the time is pity whoring, plain and simple.
Yes, I know I've done the self pity thing in the past. And I still do. But fuck, I'm trying not to anymore. I got sick of it out of myself. I'm sick of seeing it in others. I'm sick of it entirely.
Yes, I am probably clinically depressed. It's hard, life always seems to suck. But you know what? I don't lord it all around anymore. I don't wave it in front of me like a banner screaming for your sympathy and empathy and love and hugs. I don't use it as an excuse.
"But you go whine and cry to people when you feel down!" Yes I do. I'm a girl, we like to feel loved when we're down. This is normal, not just for women but for humans in general. But what I don't do anymore is constantly threaten suicide and mope about how I'm all clinically depressed and my life sucks and I should just end it all. Thank God Mia, and my family here online, slapped me hard across the face a few times.
"But you still do the 'oh look at me I'm so worthless!' shit!" Yes I do. I never said I was cured. Only that I was working on it. I'm only human, give me some time. Think of it as a perpetual New Year's Resolution, to cure myself of my own depression. If you really want me to cut it out, toss me a rope or something, help pull me out of the river. I'm not the strongest swimmer, but I'm not afraid to call out for help.
So yeah, that's it. I can't stand it, and I'm working to fix myself. In the meantime, all of you little- nevermind, I wouldn't want to start another flood of "OMG SUICIDE!"
I hate pity whoring. Yeah, that's right, this is a highly coincidental post. For a highly coincidental incident.
But you know what? It needs to be said anyway.
Flailing around your "problems" and wailing about how you're "OMG LEMME KILL MYSELF" all the time is pity whoring, plain and simple.
Yes, I know I've done the self pity thing in the past. And I still do. But fuck, I'm trying not to anymore. I got sick of it out of myself. I'm sick of seeing it in others. I'm sick of it entirely.
Yes, I am probably clinically depressed. It's hard, life always seems to suck. But you know what? I don't lord it all around anymore. I don't wave it in front of me like a banner screaming for your sympathy and empathy and love and hugs. I don't use it as an excuse.
"But you go whine and cry to people when you feel down!" Yes I do. I'm a girl, we like to feel loved when we're down. This is normal, not just for women but for humans in general. But what I don't do anymore is constantly threaten suicide and mope about how I'm all clinically depressed and my life sucks and I should just end it all. Thank God Mia, and my family here online, slapped me hard across the face a few times.
"But you still do the 'oh look at me I'm so worthless!' shit!" Yes I do. I never said I was cured. Only that I was working on it. I'm only human, give me some time. Think of it as a perpetual New Year's Resolution, to cure myself of my own depression. If you really want me to cut it out, toss me a rope or something, help pull me out of the river. I'm not the strongest swimmer, but I'm not afraid to call out for help.
So yeah, that's it. I can't stand it, and I'm working to fix myself. In the meantime, all of you little- nevermind, I wouldn't want to start another flood of "OMG SUICIDE!"