@Silence:
It's for one day. …Really man?
I guess my confession
is that I really hate racism. :I
This is what annoyed me about our Ron Paul debate. The whole racism part kind of overshadowed a good deal of the Arguement. That aside I can understand your loathing towards it. Nobody should have to be treated differently because of minor differences, be it religion, skin color, sex, nationality etc.
That said sometimes I can understand why people are racist or descriniate or just have that much hate in themselves that they would become this kind of being. Unfortunately we are a thing of our surroundings, and not all people are lucky enough to be raised in moral and humane environment.
It's weird just how much racism I see over where I am at the moment, and I can understand it, or at least why people would give up after holding out for so long in finding someone decent amongst that crowd of people.
Meh it's a tricky topic here. I don't believe I grouping everyone in under one title or making blanket statements. But at the same time i am more cautious of this particular group of people. Simply because out of the 100+ experiences I've had all were bad or not positive in any way.
@Nami:
Spoilered for random not much sense making.
! Yesterday in school I had a couple woman magazine in my hands. I actually need to go through them and find material for a portfolio I have to do for my first design thingy.
So I scrolled through it and came upon this one article. A report about a woman who has borderline syndrome and how her bf deals with it and how relationships are hard to keep and make and blablablabla. For me, it was like a flashback to my teens. There was a time where I was interested in all these personality disorders a person can have and what of these personality disorders I might have. The therapists I had, never really made a statement, a diagnosis about this. So I'm kind of still wondering. On one site, I'd like to know what kind of personality disorder I have, on the other hand I don't. It's not that it would frighten me. It's just that… why put a label on it? What if I would abuse this knowledge? "Hey, I have borderline syndrome, don't treat me like this, be more kind to me!" I totally don't want this. But somehow I do want it..
! Today we watched a movie in cinema. The main woman was raped and just afterwards, she put this table cloth over her to cut herself out from the world, from everything bad that happened and her dead parents laying next to her on the ground. Then later there was this scene where she got a panic attack, she ran into the bathroom and put a few needles deeply into her leg until she calmed down. My classmate next to me asked "Why is she doing that, that's crazy!" I calmly and matter of factly said "Stress relieve, getting lost of the pressure." "There's other ways for that!" I wanted to say more, but I thought it's not the best time to try to explain to her how some brains work. All I know was that I could relate to the woman. Also to that article.
! So what if I put a label on myself and say "Yes, I have borderline syndrome."? It's not like it's changing a thing. It's just explaining things, situations and why I can relate so much to "weird" people from movies. Why I actually love to see those things. Because maybe it makes me feel like I'm not alone.
But do I want to let other people know this too? I know my dad knows, that I do have personality disorders but... do I want to be the girl with a personality disorder for my whole life? No. Do I want to worry my bf and friends? no. Am I still worrying them? Yes. Wouldn't it be better of me, to let my bf and friends have a nice life without me being able to destroy things? Because I know I could with so many things. Do I want to let someone go through so much shit because of me just because I love him? Don't I want him to have a happy, nice, stress-free life? What gives me the right to take a happy life from him? Egoism. I want to be good enough for once. I want to prove myself and the whole world that I can be the best me that's possible. But that's me now. I will have phases again, where I will question everyone and their feelings and mine. Where I will push them away to see how much they're willing to fight. Where I will drown them with my love and won't let go until they can't breath anymore. I want someone strong who will go this journey with me but I'm afraid atm this isn't possible or too much to ask. But I guess it's always too much to ask.
we need to have a talk babe. <3
@RobbyBevard:
Then we'll be sure to affect you on a different day entirely, if that's what you want. And we won't tell you when.
can I vote to be targeted or does that spoil the fun?