Right, there's an actual topic here.
When I was uninformed of traits like "blunted affect" being a possible symptom of schizophrenia, I was trying to find what the cause was, if there even was one. After enough searching, I found M.E.'s blog. Thinking I found the answer, I spent a lot of time contemplating it while my histrionic of an ex-fiance figured in her own mind that such a "discovery" was the beginning of our end (and consequently made it so).
I began lurking the forum when it was still Nabble around... a year ago I think it was? I stopped lurking as the result of a pre-mod Luna post that baffled me enough to make an actual account. I stick around for the entertainment and to watch how people's patterns interact with each other and occasionally change, interacting typically when curious about something or wanting to spur others to participate in a topic (if not tangent it elsewhere).
I enjoy this place's supposed lack of moderation for how it affects the community as a whole. Users when here are stuck learning to deal with or tolerate things that they don't like about the place (or leave), which lets the trends of the place develop from interaction instead of being steered by limitations. I also have a weakness for forums that aren't fans of their host media (in this place's case, M.E.).
by ObsidianWhy are you in this one?
I know why all the PF people ended up here, I'm asking everyone else, what brought you to this corner of the internet?
And if any PF people have any reasons besides the obvious one you're free to answer the question as well.
I am here for a few reasons.
i could be very emotive and say I am here because I am alone, a little lost and I miss someone - and that this is an odd sensation that I am not entirely comfortable with.
I could say that I am here because I am seeking other like minded souls and the forum where I used to frequent many moons ago has vanished.
I could say a lot of things.
The truth is:
I am starting to lose my grip on the mask and I am starting to enjoy the sensation.
i am exploring the theory that like minded souls may assist in alleviating the urge to toss the mask aside and roam through society.
So I seek....
Whatever works for you.
I had a friend who quit smoking. She'd been clean for 3 years when I knew her. But she loved to be around me bc I was smoking about a pack/ day (yeah yeah. I smoke half that much now :P) She said she loved the smell. She took little "pretend drags" maybe once out of every 5 times we hung out. She would get me to hold my cigarette about a foot from her face and she'd breathe it in without actually putting her mouth on it. lol
Kinda like what you're doing here? I think it's a good strategy. Pretend drags are better than hooking up with another abuser. ;)
0_o The post about my daughter was on another thread... but anyway... That guy wasn't a hookup. He was a room mate, and he didn't abuse me. I don't allow men to abuse me, thank you.
Every time I had any man in my house for any reason, I asked her about him. I gave her the speeches about being touched down there from the time she was old enough to talk. I asked if this guy did and she said yes.
She told me years later that she frequently told me yes when I kept asking her the same question over and over. She didn't know what I was asking her. She was too young. She only remembers the incident bc of the broken glass... cops, ambulance, etc. I guess she learned a lesson that day about saying yes without hearing the question.
by XenaI gave her the speeches about being touched down there from the time she was old enough to talk.
Way to corrupt a child's mind. Congrats.
She told me years later that she frequently told me yes when I kept asking her the same question over and over. She didn't know what I was asking her. She was too young.
She wasn't SUPPOSED to know.
And you still kept asking her. Okay...
Xena, children normally aren't put into circumstances where there's a need to make them aware that down there may have any other relevance than pissing. Not even "poor" children (def. not in a first-world country with excellent social services like Canada.)
And you still don't get it why the CAS was on your heels.
"Every time I had any man in my house for any reason, I asked her about him. I gave her the speeches about being touched down there from the time she was old enough to talk."
Ah, this must be the infamous paranoia I've read about so much. It's not even the entertaining, someones out to kill me type either. It's the whiny, gossiping, everyone is planning to screw me over paranoid. You quite frankly conducted just short of an interrogation on your daughter who you scared into saying yes.
Were you molested as a child? It would seem so.