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I've found that I feel somewhat of a contempt when I see people crying. Like I can show some sort of empathy if it's over something serious like the death of family and friends, but for anything else I tend to take the view "that the entire world has problems, and you have to deal with it" approach. Maybe because I'm around way too many melodramatic high school teenagers. Even so, I still have problems talking to people or comforting them when they cry; I just don't know what to say...

What about you?

I turn into a tissue-wielding ninja ready to comfort at any opporunity.

I've found that I feel somewhat of a contempt when I see people crying. Like I can show some sort of empathy if it's over something serious like the death of family and friends, but for anything else I tend to take the view "that the entire world has problems, and you have to deal with it" approach. Maybe because I'm around way too many melodramatic high school teenagers. Even so, I still have problems talking to people or comforting them when they cry; I just don't know what to say...

What about you?

I don't have a conscience, I wouldn't know.

It depends on how well I know them. Holding them and letting them have a good cry is worthwhile if you're not pressed for time.

Depends. Did I make them cry myself?

It depends on how well I know them. Holding them and letting them have a good cry is worthwhile if you're not pressed for time.

But that's the thing...I can't do that...I can't bring myself to involve myself that emotionally. It feels weird when I try to offer comfort even if I'm sad too.

If they're a woman, take advantage.

If they're a man, punch them in the nose. That'll give them something real to cry about.

No, I comfort them.

I lower my head and put my arm around their shoulder. Followed by:

"Just a small town girl! Living in loooonely wooorld!"

I've found that I feel somewhat of a contempt when I see people crying. Like I can show some sort of empathy if it's over something serious like the death of family and friends, but for anything else I tend to take the view "that the entire world has problems, and you have to deal with it" approach. Maybe because I'm around way too many melodramatic high school teenagers. Even so, I still have problems talking to people or comforting them when they cry; I just don't know what to say...

What about you?

It depends on who it is and the circumstance. If it's a toddler with a scraped knee I am all with the tissues and hugs.

If it's a teen with OMG relationship problems (as long as it's not abusive) it's the friendly ear and a point toward the guidance counselor if it's serious.

If it's a good friend, then the ear and broad shoulders.

If it's someone whining over something minor, "It's not that bad. Deal."

If it's a stranger and they don't seem to be in immediate danger or asking for help -- avoid even looking at them.

I usually try to detach myself from the situation if someone is crying. Most of the times that I've seen people cry was in my AP classes in high school. Most of the students break down in tears because they have issues with anxiety and keep worrying about every assignment when they usually end up getting an A in the class.

If I don't know them well, I stand there awkwardly.

If I know them well but feel uncomfortable, I try to comfort them.

If they're personal friends, I give them a hug. :fluffle:

Typically, I'm busy running the other way. *nod*

But that's the thing...I can't do that...I can't bring myself to involve myself that emotionally. It feels weird when I try to offer comfort even if I'm sad too.

You don't have to involve yourself emotionally. Just hold them. Let them cry. Don't say anything. You may surprise yourself.

Typically, I'm busy running the other way. *nod*

:rolleyes::p

I turn into a tissue-wielding ninja ready to comfort at any opporunity.
That is an awesome description. I've got a mental image of you, leaping about, flinging deadly accurate tissues like shuriken. :D

Personally it depends on the person and, considering the situations in which I find crying people, how drunk I am. :p

I usually try to detach myself from the situation if someone is crying. Most of the times that I've seen people cry was in my AP classes in high school. Most of the students break down in tears because they have issues with anxiety and keep worrying about every assignment when they usually end up getting an A in the class.

Wow...that's pretty pathetic. But I try to detach myself too...I usually find that I really don't care one bit what their problem is, even if they're my friend. Luckily, it my closest friends aren't that big of pussies so I don't have to deal with them crying.

I just try to help and cheer them up. :) I'm nice like that.

I just try to help and cheer them up. :) I'm nice like that.

I try to comfort them, and if we're close enough I give them a big hug. :)

I tend to cry for pretty much no reason, but usually just when I'm alone. I used to cry a lot in middle school. I've gotten better at not crying.

I usually feel kind of awkward when I see other people cry. If it's a family member, I might hug them. If it's a friend, I would try to help them or I would feel really sad with them (like when the bus driver kicked my friend off the bus which we rode together on the way to tutor kids on her birthday because someone had given her ballooons for her birthday).

Wow...that's pretty pathetic. But I try to detach myself too...I usually find that I really don't care one bit what their problem is, even if they're my friend. Luckily, it my closest friends aren't that big of pussies so I don't have to deal with them crying.

My friends never really cry either. I remember the one time someone pushed my friend onto the mud during lunch and everyone around just laughed at him. He put his hood over his head and just walked off, probably crying. All I know is that half the friends in my group immediately ran after the perpetrator who pushed him and proceeded to beat the crap out of him. I guess that's one way some people comfort others. Resorting to violence to show that they care.

It really depends.

I made some women cry, and most of the times I didnt give a damn. The motives were so little.

Now, if its something big, then I just let them cry and go do something else. There is always someone else to help them anyway.

I dont give confort, I give options and help. I just hate women´s mentality that when they have a problem, they need confort, not someone to solve the problem. That is why I usually dont give a damn if its a woman.

If its a guy, I find its lame, point and laugh.

i generally feel a little useless and hope that someone else will come along and comfort them. if it's just me and them i try to offer words of consolation and comfort but i rarely hug anyone unless i'm drunk or i know them really well, and even then only certain of my closest friends would i be able to physically comfort without feeling distinctly uncomfortable.

All I know is that half the friends in my group immediately ran after the perpetrator who pushed him and proceeded to beat the crap out of him. I guess that's one way some people comfort others. Resorting to violence to show that they care.

That is what man do.

My friends never really cry either. I remember the one time someone pushed my friend onto the mud during lunch and everyone around just laughed at him. He put his hood over his head and just walked off, probably crying. All I know is that half the friends in my group immediately ran after the perpetrator who pushed him and proceeded to beat the crap out of him. I guess that's one way some people comfort others. Resorting to violence to show that they care.

I don't know if I'd cry if I was your friend; I think I would feel a great deal of rage, but it really depends. I doubt I'd win the fight, so I probably wouldn't do it.

The reason I try to refrain from crying is I cried for stupid shit when I was younger and looking at it in retrospect, it makes me look like a total pussy. I don't want to go back to that time. I don't think I've ever been able to comfort people, though, so I don't know why I'm so cold in that aspect.

I actually feel very uncomfortable and either get away or punch them. Well the first two part is right, I don't punch them but I do try to make the crying stop.

Personally I haven't cried in a long time myself, I guess nothing upsets me anymore.

Most of the times that I've seen people cry was in my AP classes in high school. Most of the students break down in tears because they have issues with anxiety and keep worrying about every assignment when they usually end up getting an A in the class.

I've cried about that before, but that's because it's the only way for me to have any form of self-worth or confidence. I haven't yet fallen below straight A's though. All of my grades were above 95% last quarter; that made me really happy.:)

I've found that I feel somewhat of a contempt when I see people crying. Like I can show some sort of empathy if it's over something serious like the death of family and friends, but for anything else I tend to take the view "that the entire world has problems, and you have to deal with it" approach. Maybe because I'm around way too many melodramatic high school teenagers.

It is dangerous to make assumptions like that. Just looking at a person who is crying you can't tell if they're paper's been lost or if their grandmother just died. It is best that if you don't particularly know the person very well, that you just acknowledge it and move along. If it is someone you know, then you speak to them. Even if it is something you consider trivial, you just let it be, NEVER tell someone to suck it up, as you cannot put yourself in their shoes...

...and I just lectured, I apologize.

Anyway. I feel bad whenever I see someone crying. My natural reaction is to find out what is wrong. I know from experience that when I'm in pain, I like it when someone cares enough to speak to you. However, not everyone, myself included sometimes, wants someone to talk to, and just wants to work it out on their own.

I've cried about that before, but that's because it's the only way for me to have any form of self-worth or confidence. I haven't yet fallen below straight A's though. All of my grades were above 95% last quarter; that made me really happy.:)

I was sort of like that when I was little. That's why I have a couple of hobbies that I can obsess over. So if I screw up in school, I just focus on my hobbies to forget about it.

It is dangerous to make assumptions like that. Just looking at a person who is crying you can't tell if they're paper's been lost or if their grandmother just died. It is best that if you don't particularly know the person very well, that you just acknowledge it and move along. If it is someone you know, then you speak to them. Even if it is something you consider trivial, you just let it be, NEVER tell someone to suck it up, as you cannot put yourself in their shoes...


Oh I am not stupid enough to tell people that; that's just how I feel. High school kids have quite tumultuous tempers...I wouldn't want to get fucked up because I told someone to deal with it, when I truly do not care much for their problems anyway.

I was sort of like that when I was little. That's why I have a couple of hobbies that I can obsess over. So if I screw up in school, I just focus on my hobbies to forget about it.

I have hobbies, but getting good grades/being smart is the only thing I'm good at. If I mess up at that, I'm worthless.

If its a guy, I find its lame, point and laugh.

Oh that's lovely...yeah...

Macho perceptions always make me laugh. Oh, guy by the way, who is secure enough in his masculinity to admit that he has cried.

How do I react?

"Ugh."

I have hobbies, but getting good grades/being smart is the only thing I'm good at. If I mess up at that, I'm worthless.

You'll hopefully learn that one day, grades aren't the only thing. This is coming from the school valedictorian. You know, I used to be a studious kid. Not a crazy kid who studied all the time, but I did all my hw, got 95s in everything. Now, I can deal with getting a 70 or 80. I still get 95+ in at least four of my six classes, but it doesn't affect me if I get an 86 in calculus or a 70 in English (what does bother me is an 89 on anything...that's frustrating). And like you, being smart is really the only thing I'm good at. But I've gotten a dose of senioritis I guess.

I have hobbies, but getting good grades/being smart is the only thing I'm good at. If I mess up at that, I'm worthless.

I'm not necessarily that good at all of my hobbies, it's just that I have a large obsession about them.

I'm not necessarily that good at all of my hobbies, it's just that I have a large obsession about them.

I'm really obsessive about Phantom of the Opera, but it doesn't make me any less obsessive about school.

I'm really obsessive about Phantom of the Opera, but it doesn't make me any less obsessive about school.

Oh I see. I'm at the point where I'm starting lose interest in my grades. Whether or not I get straight A's like last semester or all C's, as long as I pass the class I'm fine with that.

I have hobbies, but getting good grades/being smart is the only thing I'm good at. If I mess up at that, I'm worthless.

You're not good at being someone people like? :)
I wouldn't consider you worthless even if you didn't do well in school... and I'm a teacher.

Crying people make me a little uncomfortable, but I just adopt the "I'm here for you whatever you need" posture and freeze a look of understanding concern on my face and wait it out. Offering tissues is a big hit too. It's been working for me, as far as I know.

If it's a guy, I really have no idea how to act. Honest. Actually, I think most guys don't know how to act around crying males. It might be a good psychological tactic if you're in a fight, just start crying and they'll get so weirded out they'll either leave or head-asplode.

I'm a bit better at comforting a crying girl. But not much. I don't know how to be intimate with anyone anymore.

Throw whoever is crying into the trashcan.

If it has one of those peddles so you don't have to use your hands, all the better.

I've found that I feel somewhat of a contempt when I see people crying. Like I can show some sort of empathy if it's over something serious like the death of family and friends, but for anything else I tend to take the view "that the entire world has problems, and you have to deal with it" approach. Maybe because I'm around way too many melodramatic high school teenagers. Even so, I still have problems talking to people or comforting them when they cry; I just don't know what to say...

What about you?

I'm fine, and you're around way too many melodramatic high school teenagers.

I've found that I feel somewhat of a contempt when I see people crying. Like I can show some sort of empathy if it's over something serious like the death of family and friends, but for anything else I tend to take the view "that the entire world has problems, and you have to deal with it" approach. Maybe because I'm around way too many melodramatic high school teenagers. Even so, I still have problems talking to people or comforting them when they cry; I just don't know what to say...

What about you?

Eh, I have a chronic depressive disorder, and every once in a while(Usually every couple months), I hit a major depressive spurt, and have completely broken down crying without anything setting it off at all. At such times, I "feel" it coming now, and usually lock myself in my room. No need for people to see it.

Other people, however, are difficult for me to console: They usually have something that has set it off in one way or the other. I just tell them I can't even imagine what they are feeling for whatever reason(Break-ups, death in the family, etc-never had it happen so far to me), but if they need me, I'm there to talk about anything they want, and leave at that. I prefer not to pressure them into telling me things, only makes things worse.

Um, I do my best to comfort them.

That's kind of a no-brainer, isn't it? :confused:

I tend to cry for pretty much no reason, but usually just when I'm alone. I used to cry a lot in middle school. I've gotten better at not crying.


I'll be your online shoulder, and will always be there for you.

Uncomfortable yet?

I STRIKE AGAIN!

*woosh!*

Crying people makes me cringe. Sort of like watching a trainwreck. Or a massively physically handicapped guy eating soup. It's just one of those things I really, really don't want to witness, but can't take my eyes off.

Fortunately for me, I don't know a great many people with a tendency to cry. A couple of ex-girlfriends were pretty good at it, though I'll never know why. Seemed to be to get sympathy and attention, and there's quite possibly no less productive way to do that than crying. Unless experimental prodding and a sort of dumbfounded/disgusted/fascinated look is an OK substitute for sympathy, that is.Oh that's lovely...yeah...

Macho perceptions always make me laugh. Oh, guy by the way, who is secure enough in his masculinity to admit that he has cried.Yeh? Then stop teaching us the macho shit. Besides, what the fuck's so great about crying?

I know movies and shit always say it's a brilliant thing, but what's it good for, really? Filling your head up with snot and tears so you can't think, and gibbering so you can't communicate, strikes me as a piss poor way of dealing with problems, to be honest. If you need a hug or whatever, just tell people. Even emotional retards like me are liable to give you what you need, if only we understand what it is.

And if it's just general frustration, I suggest you start a good brawl, break something really expensive, run 'til you drop or build something nice for yourself or whoever you care about. All perfectly good outlets.

I have hobbies, but getting good grades/being smart is the only thing I'm good at. If I mess up at that, I'm worthless.

Let me tell you a little story, taken from a paper I wrote years back, and expanded a bit over the last while:

Contrary to popular belief, the world will not end in a bang, nor a boom, nor a spectacular display of pyrotechnics. Instead, the world end in a low whimper, a dull whisper, and then nothing. Consider a grain of sand in a desert. Consider now an explosion, only powerful enough to destroy that grain, and nothing else. Such an explosion would wreak devastation upon this desert far greater than the destruction of our world. As such, there is no single person whom can have any noticeable effect upon anything. If all things we consider great are nothing more than that low whimper, how can any single person, or their opinions and contributions, accumulate to anything greater than that whimper? In short, it cannot.

Now, one may read this, and come to conclusion that one should not heed other's opinions, as they are worthless, with almost no impact greater than a low whimper. Although completely true, that is not the point. Instead, the point is that you do not matter. You are worthless, as am I. Not one of us can accumulate anything greater than near nothing, and as such, we will die, not in a grand display and a bang, but instead a final grand whimper into nothingness.

Boy, that depressed a great deal of people whom I had read it, and a few couldn't talk to me for a while after that. Yet, I enjoyed every bloody minute of it.

So, with that, have a great night.

f

I find I feel very uncomfortable and have no idea what to do, I just kinda freeze and do/say nothing, and then feel shit about it afterwards as I feel I haven't helped at all. I haven't cried for as long as I can remember, not because I particularly don't want to, I just can't do it.

I've found that I feel somewhat of a contempt when I see people crying. Like I can show some sort of empathy if it's over something serious like the death of family and friends, but for anything else I tend to take the view "that the entire world has problems, and you have to deal with it" approach. Maybe because I'm around way too many melodramatic high school teenagers. Even so, I still have problems talking to people or comforting them when they cry; I just don't know what to say...

What about you?
I feign interest.

Oh that's lovely...yeah...

Macho perceptions always make me laugh. Oh, guy by the way, who is secure enough in his masculinity to admit that he has cried.

I´ve cried, but not in public, and I´m not proud of it.

Cried in movies and cried for others. I´ve cried of joy, but never out of self-pity or for myself. I think that if you´re crying for yourself, you could be using the time to fix the situation and the source of your misery.

Now, for a guy to cry in public, that is just too damn lame. Men arent supose to show emotions in public, and crying just like that is too damn lame.

Macho perceptions always make me laugh. Oh, guy by the way, who is secure enough in his masculinity to admit that he has cried.

Plenty of guys admit to crying. Like me.

Anyways, It depends what they're crying over. If it's family death, or something like that, I can empathise. However, if it's something really small, and they cry at anything, (like a girl I know), I can be a bit cold-hearted. Mainly because said girl does it ALL the time.

I tend to cry for pretty much no reason, but usually just when I'm alone. I used to cry a lot in middle school. I've gotten better at not crying.

I usually feel kind of awkward when I see other people cry. If it's a family member, I might hug them. If it's a friend, I would try to help them or I would feel really sad with them (like when the bus driver kicked my friend off the bus which we rode together on the way to tutor kids on her birthday because someone had given her ballooons for her birthday).

Ah poor Chandelier, you´re such an emotional wreck. I feel sorry for your parents that failed to help you develop your emotions properly. Fortunaly you have time yet, and college will probabily help you. School sucks, just as being a teenager.

And trust me, no one is useless if he cant do something properly. Shit, americans have this win/lose stupid notions where it looks like you´re worth nothing if you cant get money or be the best at something. That is quite lame, and I´m pretty sure most people get sad and miserable because of that.

Crying out of awe is OK. Crying out of pain is OK sometimes (if one hits the little toe, or so). Crying out of anything else is self-pity.

Men arent supose to show emotions in public, and crying just like that is too damn lame.

Perhaps it is those who do show their emotions who are more brave than those who have to hide them out of fear of what others will think. :D

Shit, americans have this win/lose stupid notions where it looks like you´re worth nothing if you cant get money or be the best at something. That is quite lame

Quoted for mighty truth. Society's like America and Britain have this nasty habit of wanting the absolute best out of people - you have to look the best, perform the best, BE the best - and it pushes some people too hard. For example, Britain has the longest average working hours. And shortest holidays.

Perhaps it is those who do show their emotions who are more brave than those who have to hide them out of fear of what others will think. :D

Again, QFT.

Perhaps it is those who do show their emotions who are more brave than those who have to hide them out of fear of what others will think. :D

No way. Unless they are crying and doing something at the same time to solve it. But if they are just crying and sobbing in the floor, that is just too lame.

Let me show you something lame: the guy is the host of this show, together with another guy and a woman. They were doing these stunts like going through a walkway, and the other guy and the women had went there and done it. But this guy just cries like a little baby.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5iFmSxI07J4

That's an interesting topic.

I would feel sorry for them.

No way. Unless they are crying and doing something at the same time to solve it. But if they are just crying and sobbing in the floor, that is just too lame.

Let me show you something lame: the guy is the host of this show, together with another guy and a woman. They were doing these stunts like going through a walkway, and the other guy and the women had went there and done it. But this guy just cries like a little baby.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5iFmSxI07J4

ach, he probably has an extreme fear of heights. the fact that two people went before him makes no difference as phobias aren't rational. having said that i'm terrified of heights and i did a 134m bungee jump without crying. although if someone tried to make me pick up a huge spider i can't tell how how i'd react, probably run screaming like a little girl to be honest

Yes, but as I said, its ok if you´re afraid and try to fight it. But if you just stay frozen to death holding the pole and doing nothing about it, that is just lame beyond reason.

Yes, but as I said, its ok if you´re afraid and try to fight it. But if you just stay frozen to death holding the pole and doing nothing about it, that is just lame beyond reason.

Have you got a phobia?

Have you got a phobia?

I had social phobia when I was a kid/teen, but I got over it. How? Dealing with it as a problem.

I had social phobia when I was a kid/teen, but I got over it. How? Dealing with it as a problem.

Good for you that you got over it, but I'm guessing at times it made you feel like shit, and quite small, no?

depends if they are crying for something stupid or pointless i might get angry, but usually i ask whats wrong....

Good for you that you got over it, but I'm guessing at times it made you feel like shit, and quite small, no?

Yes, when I was 12.

I usually just back-hand them again.

I give free hugs. Unless they also have a funny look in their eyes and are holding bloodstained implements. A pat on the back would suffice then.

I tend to think, "Is sex with me really that bad?"

Aaaannnyway...

Here's Tom Bodett's (http://taipei-taiwan.org/crying.html) take-
Crying

by Tom Bodett

Hi. This is Tom Bodett, here all the way from Homer, Alaska with a rather weepy subject for your consideration.
Of all the bodily functions humans have to deal with, crying is by far the hardest one for men to handle. It's no great secret that men prefer not to cry and women do a whole lot more of it than we do. Of course, it might be argued than women have a whole lot more to cry about, but that's another discussion altogether.

Even though it's rarely discussed around the beer coolers and campfires, men do feel a need to cry probably about as often as women. I'll readily admit that I've shed a thousand times less tears over the years than I've had the impulse to. But, why me and most guys refuse to cry has been blamed on everything from stupidity to social conditioning and no doubt the answer includes a good deal of both.

But the reasons that why we don't cry are probably not as important as the reasons why we should. New research points out, as new research is prone to do, some startling facts about crying. It seems they've found that tears contain a whole bunch of nasty toxins the body makes under stress or emotional strain. It's beginning to look like crying is just another one of Mother Nature's charming little ways of ridding our bodies of a lot of crummy things we don't need floating around inside of us. These toxins, when left to their own devices, are most interested in causing ulcers, colitis, and generally serve to drive a person to an early grave. We've known for years that men have a better chance of developing stress related diseases than women. This has so far been blamed on the tendency in men to take themselves too seriously, work too hard and generally conduct themselves like perfect idiots at least half the time.

It's a popular argument that's hard to poke holes in, but crying may be offering us an out on this embarrassing topic. If all they say about this poison in tears is true, then men could add years to their lives and save a fortune on antacids if they let loose with a few more tears than they do. But talking about this is a whole lot easier than doing anything about it.

See, I'm one of these guys who will sit at the end of a tragic movie dinking around with a popcorn box on the floor rather than show my glassy eyes to anybody. In fact during the real sad part, I'm hesitant to scratch my face or adjust my glasses for fear of someone might even think I was wiping off a tear. Dead dog movies are the hardest on me. I won't even go to a movie if I know a dog is gonna die in it. I thank my lucky stars the Lassie series went off the air before I had to act like a man. That dog was always too close to dying for comfort.

Actually the only time I ever remember crying in front of other men was at the funeral of two dear friends. Everyone was on the verge as it was, then somebody sang a sad song and, oh, god, there we were, all bawling like babies, wiping our noses and feeling like perfect fools. We made a point to get good and drunk afterwards and swap only those stories about our friends that were funny or off-color. If the conversation started to approach decency or tenderness, another bottle was quickly produced to beat back the urge. It's really too bad, because I know I could¡¦ve cried for a week over those two guys. Who knows what I've got left inside of me because I didn't.

I have had my share of good private cries over the years for a lot of different reasons. In the sanctuary of my kitchen when that same sad song from the funeral came over the radio. And the first time I held my son. I cried easily when my Grandma Hattie died and again, when we started the bombing in Baghdad. There's times when the tears can't be fought, they just come, like it or not. I'll also admit that I felt better afterwards.

I think there's something to this toxic tear business. See, men are poisoning themselves with protocol and I think we oughta cut it out. All we gotta do to save our hides is figure out a way to make crying OK. The first thing that comes to mind is that sense crying is a process of flushing our systems of unwanted substances, it makes it part of our body's waste disposal system, right? Well, getting rid of bodily waste is already a big topic of discussion among men, so maybe there's a way that weeping can be put right up there alongside farting and writing our names in the snow. Although I doubt there's any chance that sobbing will ever reach the same lofty significance of, say, hanging a logy on a wall stud at 10 paces, we could always try.

Yeah, I can just picture it: truckers, longshoremen, hardhats and suits all sneaking off to the parking lot for a good cry and then bragging about it afterwards. Crying is an infectious sort of thing. One person starts and pretty soon everybody's doing it.

There's a storyteller by the name of Michael Mead who talked about men and crying. "Sometimes, men resist crying," he said, "because they're afraid once they start, they'll never stop." I wouldn't let that hold anybody back. I think we'll stop, just as soon as we feel better.

You're not good at being someone people like? :)
I wouldn't consider you worthless even if you didn't do well in school... and I'm a teacher.

I might be. I don't know. I'm usually really uncomfortable around other people, but on the other hand I do tend to get along fairly well with most people.

Thanks. It's just that I'm the best at my school, and I would feel horrible if I ruined that.

Let me tell you a little story, taken from a paper I wrote years back, and expanded a bit over the last while:

Contrary to popular belief, the world will not end in a bang, nor a boom, nor a spectacular display of pyrotechnics. Instead, the world end in a low whimper, a dull whisper, and then nothing. Consider a grain of sand in a desert. Consider now an explosion, only powerful enough to destroy that grain, and nothing else. Such an explosion would wreak devastation upon this desert far greater than the destruction of our world. As such, there is no single person whom can have any noticeable effect upon anything. If all things we consider great are nothing more than that low whimper, how can any single person, or their opinions and contributions, accumulate to anything greater than that whimper? In short, it cannot.

Now, one may read this, and come to conclusion that one should not heed other's opinions, as they are worthless, with almost no impact greater than a low whimper. Although completely true, that is not the point. Instead, the point is that you do not matter. You are worthless, as am I. Not one of us can accumulate anything greater than near nothing, and as such, we will die, not in a grand display and a bang, but instead a final grand whimper into nothingness.

Boy, that depressed a great deal of people whom I had read it, and a few couldn't talk to me for a while after that. Yet, I enjoyed every bloody minute of it.

So, with that, have a great night.

f

I guess you win this time in your quest to disturb me. Since I'm pathetic and worthless, I can admit that I cried last night for about an hour thinking about how worthless I am and partially because of this post. It told me that I would be better off dead, since I can't make any sort of positive difference in anyone's life.

I guess you win this time in your quest to disturb me. Since I'm pathetic and worthless, I can admit that I cried last night for about an hour thinking about how worthless I am and partially because of this post. It told me that I would be better off dead, since I can't make any sort of positive difference in anyone's life.

You've made a positive difference in my life by being a cool, fun and interesting person. :)

You've made a positive difference in my life by being a cool, fun and interesting person. :)

Thanks. I thought of you, Zilam, FD, Gravlen and Ifreann when I was trying to be able to go to sleep so that I could be able to breathe again. Eventually listening to Music of the Night helped.

When they start crying I usually stop punching them in the crotch.




Usually.

Thanks. I thought of you, Zilam, FD, Gravlen and Ifreann when I was trying to be able to go to sleep so that I could be able to breathe again. Eventually listening to Music of the Night helped.

Yay, I helped!
*does the dance of helping*

Yay, I helped!
*does the dance of helping*

Yes, you did.:)
I got about half of my usual amount of sleep last night though.:(

I just leave them alone.

I usually ask what's wrong. They don't tell me. I leave it be. If they tell me. I usually don't have anything to say or can't relate to their situation. And if I try to help anyway. It usually doesn't help.

Contrary to popular belief, the world will not end in a bang, nor a boom, nor a spectacular display of pyrotechnics. Instead, the world end in a low whimper, a dull whisper, and then nothing.

This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang, but a whimper
- T.S. Eliot