But this is it. Enough.
I am going to say this once. Only once.
Grow the fuck up. Everyone needs to. And they need to now or all this shit is going to fall apart.
We are all now, officially, adults. I am one of the youngest people here. But really… and I don't say it to make myself look shiny, but it DOES take a lot to piss me off. If you're my friend, I will put up with you for the most part, because I love my friends and I'm willing to put in the effort. I can be immature. I can be needy. I can be whiny. I can be intimidated by people I don't know very well and even by those that I do. And best of all, I know all this. I'm not blaming it on my age, because hell, I'm a person. I have faults. Everyone does.
But guess what? Knowing isn't enough. It's caring enough about what you're doing to others AND, here's the big one, actually trying to get better that counts. If that means getting offline and staying away for a week, then do it. If not for yourself, then for the people you care about who you are hurting. If that means not talking to a certain person, fine. Don't. You know what you can and can't deal with.
You do know when you're really trying. Somewhere in that brain of yours and hopefully in your heart, you know. And you're the only one who can really say for sure. But if you know the answer you're giving is the wrong one, hey, here's a good time to try fixing it. I know it's hard. Life is hard. But we're people, and people adapt. If you need to ask for help, do it. Don't whine. Don't start shit. Just ask. There are people who will help you. And if no one else, I'll do it.
On another note:
If you cannot separate what the Host feels or does from what the muse feels or does? Then you need to either learn or leave. It's very simple.
This is supposed to be fucking making us happy, and it's VERY hard for me to remember the last time the Lair, as a community, did that. Every day, wake up, oh look: there's a new problem. With the "she said, she said," the constant cries of "unfair" and "unloved," and the deafening paranoia that people seem to love to cover with spite.
I mean, Jesus Christ, people. You don't even have to talk to these people that much. You don't see them at home, you don't have to share a bathroom with them, or fight over the last cookie. You. are. online. friends. [For the most part. I know there are exceptions. Go with me here.] There is NO reason for all this shit that seems to happen on a fucking regular basis.
We ALL have problems at home outside musing. Every. single. one. of. us. Because, surprise of surprises: we're human. That's what happens. And all this? This isn't helping ANYONE. We have too much stress in our lives as-is.
If you think it's aimed at you, fine. Then it is. If you don't, then it isn't. No matter what I say about that, you're going to think what you're going to think. You should know what kind of person you are. Fuck your intentions right now. You should know who you are. And if this is aimed at you, then I don't know what else to tell you.
All this shit is hurting people who don't need to be hurt right now. People I love. Hell, it's hurting me too. Yes, what you say and do can hurt all of us. It shouldn't, but apparently this works in both a positive and a negative way. Deal with it. Bottom line is I am sick of watching other people get caught in the backfire and have things made worse for them than they already are.
This isn't fucking middle school. Grow. The. Hell. Up.
So let's try this again. My name is Carlen. I'm saying this because somewhere in my head, I think it's right. Whether or not it is, who can say? I love my friends. I'm sick of seeing everyone here suffer because of the above things. I think it's disgusting that others have to have their relationships with others jeopardized and limited because of jealousy, paranoia, and greed.
I'm leaving comments on. If you've got something to say, say it. Far be it for me to stop you.