"get out in the real world" who the fuck do you think you are? you think you fucking know me? know how often i leave the house? you think i base my whole opinion of the world on what i see here? yeah you’re right i never leave the house i’ve been in this apartment for 2 years non stop haven’t set foot outside once nope not at all none of what i think or post about is based on my personal experiences out in the world or things that i’ve heard from family members friends and other peers in my community or even in other communities i’ve visited
for one thing, most of the shit i post here is queued. for another thing, i’ve been living in the “real world” for quite some fucking time. and for ANOTHER thing, you think someone can’t run a blog as well as function out in the world? please
you think if i’m so fucking interested in this stuff as to spend time reading and writing and thinking about it this much at home, i don’t practice the same shit away from the computer? ha
i used to work with a very specific type of people, most of whom had violent streaks. taking care of them and helping them lead as full lives as they possibly could. on a regular basis, people acted “crazy” and “violent” around me, attacked me, tried to harm me, etc. i was stabbed with a fork, i was thrown down stairs, my hair was ripped out, i was punched, kicked, bitten, threatened with knives, had heavy objects hurled at me. i was put in dangerous situations quite often.
not once, not one fucking time, did i want to hurt any of those people. i wanted to help them. it was not only my official job to protect and help them, but my deep internal desire to do so. because they were misunderstood, and condemned by so many others, written off as violent and unworthy of attention or help. when in reality, whenever they were acting out, it was because they desperately needed something and couldn’t figure out how to communicate it…because most of the time, people just ignored them.
you come here, thinking you know shit about me, thinking your anonymous commentary with arrogance and typos and assumptions and false compliments are gonna make me feel some kinda way or change my mind. i am in the real world. i know things aren’t 100% as they are depicted on the internet. i also know that making snap assumptions and coming into people’s askboxes anonymously telling them what they should be doing with their lives is total and utter bullshit. fuck the fuck off. i don’t need and didn’t ask for your halfassed input.
now get the fuck off my blog and go try to “educate” somebody who thinks you’re worth listening to. you haven’t done a damn thing for me.