Posts Tagged ‘life’

I surprised myself but I did it and I’m stoked.

A few people on the second Discord server that I joined began posting flashers in main chat, joking about “making me convulse”, and one of them had the gall to talk about how they didn’t want to get out of bed, so they were going to… take it out on other people. They didn’t want to get out of bed, so they were going to… do things that had a high risk of harming people in real life. If I actually do have seizures back-to-back in real life, this could kill me, but I don’t expect nor do I trust these people to care about the health or lives of other people at this point and I sure don’t trust them to handle doing any research on it. So I’ve decided to institute a “zero strikes and you are permanently out” policy when it comes to this sort of thing. If you know that I am epileptic and you do this, I am kicking you out of my life for the rest of your life or the rest of my life. We are no longer friends. We will never be friends. There is absolutely nothing that you can ever do to get me to forgive you. Deal with it. If you know that I am epileptic and you comment on how that will “make me convulse” as you do it, the same principle applies. I can, and I will, hold a grudge for forty years if your actions seek to hurt me in real life. Again, deal with it. Find a way to deal with it. I have faith that you can.

At any rate, these were actions that you consciously meant to take. I may have grown up with a lot of these people, but it doesn’t mean that I have to continue being in the lives of the majority of them or participating in their Discord servers or communities when their acts maliciously hurt other people… and that’s what I’ve decided exactly what not to do. I quit all of the Discord servers that these people are on or participate in even though I do think a handful of them are good people, and I don’t mind reconnecting with a handful of them, because I don’t want to be exposed to this level of drama and vitriol. I don’t want to be exposed to people who will maliciously hurt other people like this, or people who want to maliciously hurt other people like this, and I do not intend to go back on this given any circumstances. I do intend on continuing to converse with, and maintain connections with, the individual people that I have reconnected with who I do enjoy talking to and being in the lives of, but this does not hold true for the majority of them and I will not be giving “the majority” as a whole a second chance. As it is, when the pandemic finally becomes endemic (or when the pandemics finally become endemics… or in the case of monkeypox, stop, I guess I should say), this will make it that much easier for me to be around less and not have various people questioning where I am.

If you flash memes one time on purpose I’m now out.

Me for four days: I wish I could sleep easily. It’s hard to go to sleep.
Me on the fifth day: zzz

That went well.

Anyway, I am one Discord server down (the order of these surprised me, like I didn’t expect this one to be first… but I’m going to hold grudges if people are going to post flashers in main chat knowing that epileptic people are actively chatting and trying to participate, and that’s just the top of the list for me). I’m getting used to the pace of the Discord server that I’d been invited to, that I thought might be a bit overwhelming for me at first, but not throwing myself into it seems to be helping. I try only to update people on seizures once I am well into the postical period of them or if that has passed because I don’t want people to unnecessarily worry about me… I mean, unless they caused what happened and should. But I’ve been man down for a few days, so to speak. I’m having migraines that are completely refractory to my standard medication, which sometimes happens. It is what it is and I’m getting over it because I have to get over it to keep going on

Still, I don’t care how much you claim to dislike a person, doing something to risk a seizure is not alright.

Does it bother you that I don’t want to be friends?

Every time I get an invite to a Discord channel created and ran by some of the people that I grew up around, I wind up kicking myself if I decide to join their server (barring all of like… two exceptions right now, and I had wanted those to be the only two exceptions). When this pandemic finally becomes endemic I’m going to be available for chat a lot less than I have been, so it all might work out in the end. I mean, there was a reason that I uninstalled AOL after my youngest son was born and… just didn’t tell any of them, and why I went twelve years without being contacted by any of them until one of them managed to contact me on Facebook and then invited me to several of these servers. Although I do like some of them and don’t mind being back in touch with some of them, the same can not be said for the majority of them, and I find being on most of the servers that have spawned from this uncomfortable. I’ve always been really good at keeping my Internet life separate from my… real life, although a lot of that might owe to where I live (and might change if, or when, I ever move out of this area). These people are leading the charge that screws themselves over in this.

I’ve been transparent about this since I began being added to invite lists for these servers because I used to use AOL, though. A lot of you make me uncomfortable. No, I can’t get past that to become your friend. Please stop inviting me to “reunion” servers (I’m fine with the two that I’ve been a member of for… a little while now, and they should know who they are if any of their members read this post). I’m uncomfortable.

While I still remember to make this post…

Bub (and Monster) saw the developmental pediatrician for another check-up with them, and this was the first time that he had been told about Bub’s propensities to harm other people during meltdowns. He agreed with me that this was concerning and needed to be dealt with by means of medication, and seeing that Bub had already been put on Risperdal at his last visit with him, chose to increase the dose to .5mg in the morning and .5mg at night. If, for whatever reason, that doesn’t work, he can take 1mg in the morning or 1mg at night. He’s also being put on guanfacine to help level his mood out a bit more since he’s actually caused me to need to go to urgent care and the emergency room as a result of these meltdowns, with half of a pill being the starting dose and standing instructions to go up to a full pill per day if he needs it. His developmental pediatrician said that I could read the dosing instructions on that when I picked up the prescription for him and call them if I had any questions. I’m glad that this is being taken seriously by his care team and all of those who interact with him. I’m hoping that the changes to his medication regimen go well.

None of this is actually a bad thing here.

Since we’re still in a pandemic, people seem to have this misconception about me that I’m going to continue to be as available online as I’ve been since the start of it… when that is not going to be the case. Like yeah, I’ll still be online (even if a lot of it is technically me idling in apps like Discord, leaving it open in case anyone wants to leave a message), but I’m not going to be online as much as I have been. And the only exception to letting myself idle on Discord as I’ve mentioned will be when I’m streaming, because I don’t need to have a whole bunch of notifications go off in the background — I’ll get to them when I get to them, but it won’t be while I’m actually streaming. I don’t see this as a bad thing, though. There’s always going to be a point at which I just don’t want to communicate any more with people than I’ve already been doing, or have been doing up until that point — this is one of the reasons why I’m reluctant to join voice chats on Discord and why, as I’ve said, “the Internet stays on the Internet”. And I know I’ve mentioned this in here, but I almost never actually meet up with people from the Internet. I would have to know you for a really long time first.

As I’ve mentioned, the last person that I met up with that I didn’t know in person, who was not from this area, was that guy that I had been in a long-distance relationship with. I know that I’ve mentioned it in here before, but I had absolutely no idea that he and his mother were doing the things I’ve written about, let alone capable of. No one that I knew had any idea, either. It actually surprised a lot of the people that I knew in person who knew that I had been in this relationship to be told that not only did I have to report his mother to the state, but I also had to aid in the report that someone else would be making to the state as well (the narcotics theft, as I had informed the sister of the person that he had been “acquiring” these from, and all I could do was provide her family with the information that I did). These things were supposed to be “secrets”, I guess, kept “in the family”… but I didn’t feel comfortable with that level of deception, and I didn’t want to be in a relationship with or even around people like this. I did what I had to do turning both of them in for them.

The fact that this even happened — as in, that these people were actually capable of these things, as no one would ever even have begun to suspect it had they not already been made aware of them — was actually enough to sour people that I knew in real life from “meeting people off (of) the Internet, because you would never know if these people were who they really said they were”… and I mean, I can’t blame them for that.

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