R. A.
But...the future refused to change.
- Aug 8, 2022
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Tongue in cheek title.
I don't post to the public forum anymore because I don't want shit I write scraped by researchers' data mining tools orignored read by disingenuous journalists, but I figure this is one of few things that should be available for either nefarious purpose. Note I'm not posting this in recovery cause I firmly have not and this site doesn't stop the drive to die. Only real-life circumstances changing could do that.
This is nothing new; people post all the time here about things like this. So I'm just adding my version. The ability to scream into the void is in itself therapeutic. When I'm having an episode, exorcising that agony within helps - obviously; look at all the people doing the same. Doing so in a way that isn't a physical book that might be found and used by authorities to incarcerate me in a "hospital" is all the better. Better still that I might also be able to get some kind of response, feedback, validation or whatever from others who get it.
Or, I can float around reading others' accounts; a lot is too intense for me to handle, but the stuff I can gives me a "pacifying" (to stretch the use of the word) sense that I am not alone - sometime I feel bad for feeling so bad knowing how much worse it could (and will likely eventually) be, but sometimes that is more comfortable than being in the depths of despair. Sometimes it does give me the most minor of boosts but very rarely.
For any future NYTers or fixers or Tantacruls reading this: consider that this is most likely the case for most people here. Recognize that if you care so much about people not dying, this site has almost certainly kept more people alive, at least for significant lengths of time, than it has killed them. Most of the info here on methods exists elsewhere on the internet. Reflect on what drives people here and to this state of mind in the first place. School yourself on fucking harm reduction for fuck's sake.
For other members: thanks, sorry, wishing you well.
I don't post to the public forum anymore because I don't want shit I write scraped by researchers' data mining tools or
This is nothing new; people post all the time here about things like this. So I'm just adding my version. The ability to scream into the void is in itself therapeutic. When I'm having an episode, exorcising that agony within helps - obviously; look at all the people doing the same. Doing so in a way that isn't a physical book that might be found and used by authorities to incarcerate me in a "hospital" is all the better. Better still that I might also be able to get some kind of response, feedback, validation or whatever from others who get it.
Or, I can float around reading others' accounts; a lot is too intense for me to handle, but the stuff I can gives me a "pacifying" (to stretch the use of the word) sense that I am not alone - sometime I feel bad for feeling so bad knowing how much worse it could (and will likely eventually) be, but sometimes that is more comfortable than being in the depths of despair. Sometimes it does give me the most minor of boosts but very rarely.
For any future NYTers or fixers or Tantacruls reading this: consider that this is most likely the case for most people here. Recognize that if you care so much about people not dying, this site has almost certainly kept more people alive, at least for significant lengths of time, than it has killed them. Most of the info here on methods exists elsewhere on the internet. Reflect on what drives people here and to this state of mind in the first place. School yourself on fucking harm reduction for fuck's sake.
For other members: thanks, sorry, wishing you well.
