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Old Jun 8th, 2011, 06:09 PM       
Now time to pick this apart piece by piece, it won't be kind, but this isn't i-kindness.com either, but buck up trooper! I promise there will be some useful advice and life lessons in the pick apart.

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I remembered why I came here.

It was to help a friend in need. I joined the fray to bail him out.

And you tore me apart. Your faces twisted into grim visages and you feasted on my hapless flesh while I tried to shield Lygurgus from you.

How much humanity in yourselves are you all ignoring by being your callous selves from one end of the year to the other on this site?
So you admit to being a white-knighting bitch, then react in confusion when your ass gets handed to you for doing so?

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Maybe I should show you the part of yourself you've been missing:



Empathy.
Oh we have empathy, for people who deserve empathy. Not for whiny bitches though

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There, now you can feel as emotionally abused and manipulated by me as I've been by you. Think about your families and the people you love. Think of who you miss and who you let slip between your fingers. Think of the ones whose lives and families you threaten just to laugh at as they cower in fear.

Then, maybe, you'll feel like me. Only, I don't get to see them again. I drove them away with unhealthily held anger I never purged from being wounded in my childhood. No one stepped in to help. When I should have been learning to love people as they are, I was being taught that I should fight back, that I should fight dirty, and that it's my fault I'm picked on. ("We can't fight your battles, Don") THANKS, FAMILY! THANKS SO MUCH FOR LOVING AND PROTECTING ME. When you push someone away enough, one day they'll stop beckoning. They did.
So what the fuck are you complaining about then? If you drove your family away there's nobody there for us to 'threaten' is there? God your stupidity should be bottled and sold at the carnival

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I didn't kill my friends. One killed herself while she was angry with me for saying she needed to be a better role model for her kid. All she wanted to do was drink. I didn't even see her do it- she shut me out and did it, and then I found out about it, as Tadao says, "a day late and a dollar short". In one case, it was a whole three months after it happened that I knew. How would you like to know that someone you were dating died after a big fight you had with them... 20 days before, in an attempt to extend the olive branch, you wished her a Merry Christmas on IM?...and you only found out 3 months after her body was cold that you had been typing words that would never be read? How would that make you feel? Like you weren't a good enough friend that she kept it from you in the most final and unpreventable way there is? BINGO! "Hmmm, think I'll carbon monoxide myself casually and let my boyfriend know sometime in late Spring".


What about your other friend, who, 5 years earlier and without warning, finished his shift, and then went home and shot himself in the head after listening to your music which he said he wasn't in the frame of mind to listen to, but which you insisted he listen to anyway? His brother called the next day. "Your manager can't come in to work this morning, Don. He's not going to make it. He...He passed." And then you listened to the answering machine message, which served as his final words to you, ever: "just do the best you can, and that's all anyone can ask". NO. All anyone can ask is that you STAY ALIVE FOR FIVE SECONDS while someone is trying to talk sense into you.

And then you watched the strain your boss's death put on the relationship with your girlfriend to the point that she couldn't take your inability to process grief, so she dumped you?! Then, and only then, are you actually alone in the world.
Why are you bringing this here? This is the sort of shit you should be telling a therapist, not a bunch of guys and gals who tell cock jokes all day

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I can't stay here, because I have too big of a heart to weather the abuse. I couldn't even handle removing a trap from a tiny mouse's face two months ago. I didn't realize it was going to come down right in the middle of the little guy's forehead and spray blood. I watched its death rattle, trapped between the wall and a bin. Picked it up by the tail, not realizing the trap was heavier than his little body was. He squirmed; I shuddered, set him outside on the patio, hoped he would make it. I don't like to kill things. I'm not a murderer, or a stalker, or a criminal. I'm a human being and I enjoy the company of others. I'm a social animal and I feel pain when I see it in someone's eyes. And I want to help them...If you can't do that, then you should be ashamed to call yourself a person. You're a thing with instincts. I hide my sensitivity behind meanness, but that doesn't mean it's not still there. It's always been. I am the shape of utter agony at times. I had to quit singing because of my tongue ulcers, so I couldn't even vent. I had no outlet for anger. That's when I found comedy. If I couldn't laugh, I'd cry like that video probably made you do.
A lot here to break down but...

1) then go the fuck away

2) the mouse died quickly, that's what snap traps do

3) If you enjoy the company of others, go out and find that company in the real world and quit trying to fill that gap in on a forum where people use farting and vomiting emoticons for comedic effect.

4) you mistake us not feeling sorry for you with us not feeling empathy, we feel empathy just fine, just read through the poli forum, there's all sorts of strong feelings about all sorts of things, we just don't feel any empathy towards you because you piss too many people off

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I can't be funny right now because I'm grieving everything I've lost in the past five years. A lot of stuff. I've weathered several deaths in my family, been shut out of my industry because people thought my sense of humor was rude, worked my ass off for three years on a project that turned out not to mean a whole lot, been through several break-ups because I was an emotional yo-yo, and- during all of this- been treated like absolute shit by the general public nearly every day for many hours, despite not having the coping skills to deal directly with people I don't know. Then, when I got OFF work, I continued to be treated like garbage by strangers on the internet. Despite how hard I worked on the music and tried to get it into online stores- "THANKS, DON! I'LL JUST DOWNLOAD IT!" - and how many hours I sat, and sweated under 100 degree lights in the Summer, in a room without ventilation, trying to imbue inanimate clay figures with a life force I didn't even have, myself.
No, you can't be funny because you are not funny. And if you have all these issues to resolve, you should be doing that, not saddling our forum with your emotional waste and baggage. You are pissed, (and I have said this before, but like every other piece of practical advice that countless others have said to you here, you obviously ignored it) because you expect respect and confidence to come from us, but how can we be sold on doing so when you clearly have no self respect or self confidence?

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So think what you will, about this "Don Carlson", and how much fun it is to pick on him, and belittle him, and ruin his music and animation. But don't forget- you don't actually know him, and at the end of the day he has feelings and the most basic of rights to lead his life as he sees fit- and that's not for YOU to decide. It's my life. Get the hell out, or contribute something to it. You'll be surprised at how much you'll get back when you do.
See this whiny bitchery is why everyone detests you so. You bring this all on yourself, it's like the old vaudeville joke:

Patient: "Doc, it hurts when I do this"
Doc: "Then don't do that"

You complain that we invaded your life, ruined your music, and somehow stripped you of your rights, all from the comforts of our own homes. Pretty impressive feat I must say. But here's the problem with that little thought, we only have the power over you that you grant us. If you let our posts effect you that much, it is because you chose to let them do so. It takes 2 for an abusive relationship to exist, and you would do well to remember that.

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I am broken hearted and a little bent out of shape, but I am loyal to my friends. That's what brought me here in the first place. You'd see that if you knew me. I'm always inconveniencing myself to make someone else's life more comfortable. All I ask is that if you want me gone, know me first. Then decide. You never know who you might meet if you just give them time to blossom.
And we have gotten to know you, we now know you are needy, whiny, codependent, sniveling little malcontent. Who in their right mind would want to delve further down that rabbit hole?

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I leave you now, with a bunch of fat old women bowling.

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Because that's what you came here for and expect of me- mocking peoples' happiness, no matter how simple and beautiful it is.

By the way, I have four cats. I love them dearly. Not a day goes by that I don't cuddle with the fat black and white one and scritch behind his ears. Cats are the best, they just spray everything. I'd love to have them as kittens again. No pain, no old age settling into their bones... Just young and free like I wish I was. I'd give anything to come home to someone who loves me. Instead, I come home to my cats. Soon, I won't even be able to do that. If home is where your heart is, I left mine in a dingy basement in Ohio. I left because she cheated on me. Should have stayed and forigven her. Then maybe I'd feel whole enough to crack funny jokes about things and stuff.
And then you close on a "I should have not made the only decision in my life where I had a scintilla of self respect" statement....

Look, I don't know what you are looking for, but you will not find it here Don. This forum is clearly not for you, instead of saying, "this is how it is, I should just roll with it" you decided to try to change us. There are plenty of feel good forums filled with mods who will shield you from the harsh realities of life, I suggest you find what you are seeking there.
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