I don't hate anyone. I don't even dislike you. I'm tearing you down to show you your weakness. In case it escaped your attention, that is part of what we do best, here. Stop being such a pussy and take it like a man. It'll make you stronger, if you allow it to. Already, it has modified your behaviour, for the better.
I know exactly how to push all my own buttons, Jay. My sex drive is through the roof. I just much prefer pressing all of yours.
Here, at least. :p
by anastaciaIt's a mind game. The person has to get into your head and know what you're scared of or what you truly dislike in order to use it against you. As someone once told me, it has to be true enough so that you believe it even if the person saying it doesn't mean it. Idk, I'm still fighting myself on whether I like it or not.
It doesn't have to be true at all. You just have to believe it enough for it to be effective.
But did you call them all "one of mine"? That's the point I'm making here. Who hasn't had multiple people in a single day or more than one at a time? I'm not a prude and I'm not impressed by high numbers of casual sex partners. Anyone can go to a bar/club/whatever even craigslist and get someone to enjoy for an hour.
If you saw me you wouldn't be able to get your bib on quick enough.
If they believe it enough then it is more than just a kernel of truth. What I mean is: the target has to believe it. One without a sense of self may not know the real truth about themselves anyway and will be vulnerable to suggestions. All they have to be is insecure, and it will be sufficiently effective.
Whether the title given bears any real truth is of no consequence.
You are failing then... Between multiple combat tours, killing other human beings, seeing close friends die, coming back from a patrol and seeing my bunk destroyed by an RPG, watching IEDs blow up a vehicle 30 meters in front of me, a psychotic mother, a failed marriage, a serious motorcycle accident that left me bed ridden for over 3 months followed by 3 more months of painfull physical therapy, living in third world countries, being homeless and having to deal with neighbors who let their dog shit in my lawn... There is very little you could ever do to "tear me down". Especially Over an internet forum.
But your desire to do so says alot about you. It tells me that you have no life, nothing of significance at least, you're do hate yourself, your lack of accomplishment, you know you're quite clever but you are also quite aware of how little you've done with that strength. Your life is empty and it's sad. So sad, that the greatest pleasure you get is when tearing someone else down so they feel the same emptiness you feel. You hate yourself and you feel unworthy of love so you punish any who would dare get close enough to do so. You are a fragile brittle person... SO afraid that others will break you... so close to that point already... and it's so painfully obvious.
But me? In spite of all of the things I've been through, I LOVE my life... Some mornings I wake up, and I look at where I came from, and all I've done, and I realise that I am beyond blessed, SO undeserving of the amazing life I have to know that I've lived more, lived deeper at the age of 26 than most ever will. My life is beautiful, and if I died today, I will die and have a worthwhile story to tell, having lived a bountifully full life.
Can you say that?
And now the truth comes out. See how that works? This is by far the most eloquent rebuttal I have ever seen you craft- and for once, you used your brain, and not your fabled penis, or the dominance you ineptly seek to assert with it. But unfortunately for you, not a word of it is true.
It doesnt make me feel good to tear you down because I feel miserable, empty or unaccomplished. But I do like a good fight, and your weaknesses are glaring, which makes you an easy target. It is like the forum's official sport- and I play to win. The trick is to remember that it is just a game.
In truth, I often wake up feeling exactly as you do, Jay. I appreciate your candor, and would urge you to persist in it, as opposed to making an unedcuated, miosgynistic ass clown of yourself by constantly waxing poetic about your golden cock. I've been through a lot of shit too. You're in good company, here.