I read it all, I only responded to the parts that I felt were worth responding to. The rest was hot garbage from somebody who’s a special birthday boy.
I know you’re lying because I never once talked about myself or how special or great I am. First you lied about the one person doing drugs and now you’re lying about this.
For the record: I am not special or great or anything positive. I am one of the worst people on this planet. By far.
Here, let me refresh your memory from your original post:
“The library here really did have to remove benches outside in a couple of places (in part) because of homeless people.”
"Unfortunately, some (far, far from most) of the local homeless around the library were either very publicly using drugs or getting so fucked up on those drugs (or possibly just having a really bad mental illness episode) that they were harassing people and scaring kids. "
So there was more than one person doing drugs? What is your point?
You know, your wife probably feels bad about removing the benches. She probably doesn’t claim that it had to be done. She probably tried to figure out how to keep the benches.
I thought this was about you claiming I was saying I was special and great and terrific and all that.
I mean I don’t know why you would lie about someone as awful as me saying something about that about myself, but if you’re going to pretend you never even said it, I think there’s no point in continuing. And before you ask, I have no idea why she’s married to me either. Probably super low self-esteem. If I didn’t have a child who depended on me, it wouldn’t be something she would have to worry about.
I just said that you were a “special birthday boy” because it seemed to me that you think you are above the homeless societal issues. You never addressed any of my points. It’s like you never read any of my replies where I kept repeating myself that my problem isn’t that your wife removed benches.
Now, I agree, you are awful, right now. But you know what, I have faith in you. I know you got the stuff to do better. Work on yourself. Drop the birthday boy attitude and come back a lion! Don’t do it for me, do it for you!
No, every homeless person in this world is better than me.
And no, I don’t have the stuff to do better.
So I’m not sure why you’re still lying about this supposed attitude of mine where I’m not worse than almost everyone else, you definitely included.
Like I said, if there wasn’t someone who depended on me, this would not be anyone’s problem.
Also, your “I have faith in you” is another lie. No you don’t. Stop lying. Just because you’re better than me doesn’t mean you get to keep lying to me.
First off, no one knows what they are doing, everyone is doing their best, life is short. No ones best is enough, no ones life is long enough to do what they need to do. Everyone is messing up all the time. It is the human condition. The people who come out on top are those who make small manageable improvements. Did you not shit your pants today? Great job! Give yourself a star! Maybe you will never stop shitting your pants. Maybe you will. Who knows maybe shitting your pants will help you one day. Also 1000% billionaires are giving themselves stars for not shitting their pants.
Look at your situation. What do you need to do next? Gather evidence, make a choice. Was it wrong? No. Was the outcome bad? Maybe, but you didn’t know that before you did a thing. Now you have new evidence, make another choice. This is the waterslide we are all on. Oh, and guess what, if a bad happens to you, you may be traumatized by it. What’s the result? Your brain thinks avoiding a good situation is good instead of bad because the situation reminded you of the trauma. And there is nothing you can do about it. That’s life.
Why do you care if I am lying about “I have faith in you” or not. Don’t care. Stop caring. We don’t have time, you don’t have time. Take every complement at face value. Take every insult as coming from someone who doesn’t know what they are talking about. Life is too short.
Your brain and it’s feelings, they are not your friends. Your brain is trying to keep you alive in an environment that it wasn’t evolved to handle. Feel and share your feelings, they are real, but they don’t reflect reality or the facts of the situation. Use the rational part of your head as much as you can.
Life doesn’t make sense, stop trying to make it make sense. It’s your life, your water slide ride, you can choose to do with it what you will.
Edit:
Except for me of course, I am perfect and have no flaws :D
I didn’t read any of that. Why would I be interested in pointers from someone who came into this discussion being rude and insulting to me and then continued while also lying to me repeatedly, including about me to me?
I get that you suddenly realized you were talking down to someone significantly inferior to you, but this desperate attempt to make up for it isn’t going to work. Sorry.
Good job not responding to almost anything I said. It proves you don’t read.
I read it all, I only responded to the parts that I felt were worth responding to. The rest was hot garbage from somebody who’s a special birthday boy.
I know you’re lying because I never once talked about myself or how special or great I am. First you lied about the one person doing drugs and now you’re lying about this.
For the record: I am not special or great or anything positive. I am one of the worst people on this planet. By far.
Here, let me refresh your memory from your original post:
“The library here really did have to remove benches outside in a couple of places (in part) because of homeless people.”
"Unfortunately, some (far, far from most) of the local homeless around the library were either very publicly using drugs or getting so fucked up on those drugs (or possibly just having a really bad mental illness episode) that they were harassing people and scaring kids. "
So there was more than one person doing drugs? What is your point?
You know, your wife probably feels bad about removing the benches. She probably doesn’t claim that it had to be done. She probably tried to figure out how to keep the benches.
Does she know your posting this shit online?
I thought this was about you claiming I was saying I was special and great and terrific and all that.
I mean I don’t know why you would lie about someone as awful as me saying something about that about myself, but if you’re going to pretend you never even said it, I think there’s no point in continuing. And before you ask, I have no idea why she’s married to me either. Probably super low self-esteem. If I didn’t have a child who depended on me, it wouldn’t be something she would have to worry about.
I just said that you were a “special birthday boy” because it seemed to me that you think you are above the homeless societal issues. You never addressed any of my points. It’s like you never read any of my replies where I kept repeating myself that my problem isn’t that your wife removed benches.
Now, I agree, you are awful, right now. But you know what, I have faith in you. I know you got the stuff to do better. Work on yourself. Drop the birthday boy attitude and come back a lion! Don’t do it for me, do it for you!
No, every homeless person in this world is better than me.
And no, I don’t have the stuff to do better.
So I’m not sure why you’re still lying about this supposed attitude of mine where I’m not worse than almost everyone else, you definitely included.
Like I said, if there wasn’t someone who depended on me, this would not be anyone’s problem.
Also, your “I have faith in you” is another lie. No you don’t. Stop lying. Just because you’re better than me doesn’t mean you get to keep lying to me.
Ok, let me give you some pointers.
First off, no one knows what they are doing, everyone is doing their best, life is short. No ones best is enough, no ones life is long enough to do what they need to do. Everyone is messing up all the time. It is the human condition. The people who come out on top are those who make small manageable improvements. Did you not shit your pants today? Great job! Give yourself a star! Maybe you will never stop shitting your pants. Maybe you will. Who knows maybe shitting your pants will help you one day. Also 1000% billionaires are giving themselves stars for not shitting their pants.
Look at your situation. What do you need to do next? Gather evidence, make a choice. Was it wrong? No. Was the outcome bad? Maybe, but you didn’t know that before you did a thing. Now you have new evidence, make another choice. This is the waterslide we are all on. Oh, and guess what, if a bad happens to you, you may be traumatized by it. What’s the result? Your brain thinks avoiding a good situation is good instead of bad because the situation reminded you of the trauma. And there is nothing you can do about it. That’s life.
Why do you care if I am lying about “I have faith in you” or not. Don’t care. Stop caring. We don’t have time, you don’t have time. Take every complement at face value. Take every insult as coming from someone who doesn’t know what they are talking about. Life is too short.
Your brain and it’s feelings, they are not your friends. Your brain is trying to keep you alive in an environment that it wasn’t evolved to handle. Feel and share your feelings, they are real, but they don’t reflect reality or the facts of the situation. Use the rational part of your head as much as you can.
Life doesn’t make sense, stop trying to make it make sense. It’s your life, your water slide ride, you can choose to do with it what you will.
Edit: Except for me of course, I am perfect and have no flaws :D
I didn’t read any of that. Why would I be interested in pointers from someone who came into this discussion being rude and insulting to me and then continued while also lying to me repeatedly, including about me to me?
I get that you suddenly realized you were talking down to someone significantly inferior to you, but this desperate attempt to make up for it isn’t going to work. Sorry.