Journal Entry:
Sun Mar 11, 2012, 7:13 PM
I'm sorry this is a wall of text, but if you have time, please read it.
I am admittedly awkward with social situations. I sometimes say things without thinking, othertimes I say nothing at all and leave someone feeling ignored. I spent a good deal of my life metally ill without treatment. I grew up in a broken home and spent a good deal of my time alone. I did not like other kids and found myself often outcast from playground activities. In the recent years I've started therapy and a medication regiment. It was a real shock when I first took the medication. Among other positive effects, I was suddenly able to empathize with people. It was really difficult acclimating to this, because I had no real idea how to deal with it. I started bottling everything up. I still do this. It's unhealthy. I'm seeing a new psychologist and with his help I hope to work on expressing myself better. I don't need sympathy, I'm just trying to level with you.
I've been trying to socialize more both in real life and online. Baby steps. I think my biggest problem right now is that I constantly feel left out. I feel like what I have to say isn't considered important or I'm just not interesting enough to listen to. Then I become nervous and become quiet and distant. This, of course, often leads to me actually ignored completely. Even now I'm really nervous about posting this journal. I feel isignificant. I don't know how to change this yet, but I'm trying.
Thanks for taking the time to read this, it means a lot to me.
Sup guy, it's Matt from Gamer's Inn. I read your 'wall of text' and thought I should say something on the subject. I'd talked briefly with you about having similar issues that one night when that one group was making light of my beliefs. Remember? They were bashing on mormons pretty hard, and after they left you took the time to ask me how I felt about it... You showed genuine interest in my feelings as a person, not caring about my race, gender, size, or religious preferences. You are one of the most empathic and tolerant individuals I've come to know.
It pains me to say this, but when I first met you I was tempted to pass judgement on you... because of your sexual orientation. That is one of the things that irks me about my religion... their treatment of homosexuals. In my religion homosexuality is considered a sin... that it goes against the divine plan. This doctrine leads to a lot of intolerance and bigotry among my people... for which I am ashamed. Having had... issues... with... stuff... that the church didn't take kindly to... I have, thankfully, come to be more tolerant of 'sinners,' following a more Christlike approach, "Love the sinner, hate the sin."
I just wanted to say that you and Benji were (and are) amazingly cool people and it was wrong of me to ever even think that we couldn't be friends. Are you two still together? You tend to lose track of events when you're away from a place for 6 months like I was... but I digress. What I'm trying to say is that I'm sorry for ever thinking ill of you, even unconsciously, and I hope you'll forgive me.
Well, time to talk about the issues at hand. I remember when I first started taking medication. It was like... a whole new world of emotions were now available to me... and it was indeed quite overwhelming. When I would forget to take my meds, however, I was back to my grimdark side that wanted nothing to do with other people. I was quite content to isolate myself from the rest of society, mostly because I didn't want them to see how upset I was. I didn't want them to think of me as some crazy ass rageaholic... or a sad weepy mess... depending on the day, temperature, and moon phase. That was... five or six years ago... and I can tell you things have improved a lot for me since I first started taking the stuff.
However, I never saw the need for therapy until last week. After dealing with the same never-ending-bullshit-self-destructive-behavior-problems for the past 13 years, I realized I had two options. I could embrace the problem... essentially giving up... and would probably kill myself given time and opportunity... OR I could try to get myself clean again, admitting that I couldn't beat my demons alone, and that I needed to get help. I decided, after much soul searching, that succumbing to my bullshit was not really an option... and that killing myself wasn't a solution. I... went back to church for the first time in like... 2 months, and told my bishop, my spiritual adviser so to speak, about everything that had been going on in my head... and he helped me get in touch with some really great people and groups who could help me...
However... as you and I both know, therapy ain't cheap. That was the reason that I came back to Gamer's Inn. Not only does it help me be more social... but... frankly... I needed the money from selling my cards to pay for therapy and meds... Plus, with the whole re-model and re-tooling of the store, it just feels a lot... cleaner. I get a much better vibe about the place than I did 6 months ago. I'm glad you were able to keep your job when so many others were fired or left...
Anyway... I just wanted you to know that I know almost exactly what you're going through with regards to the medication and therapy. You said you didn't need sympathy... and I don't want to patronize you by giving you something you don't need... or didn't ask for. However, I do want you to be aware of all the people pulling for you. Not just pulling for you, but pulling with you. We're all surviving this world together. If you ever need to talk about anything... I'm available. I'll give you my number the next time I'm @ the Inn, which will probably be tomorrow.
Stay positive! You're so amazing. There will be days where you feel like you're just spinning your wheels... and when you hit one of those days you can take comfort in the fact that, "Hey, at least the wheels were still spinning!"
I see you've closed your commissions. This makes me sad... but you said you like gift art... I think I have something in one of my old binders from when I used to draw that you may like. I'll bring it to the Inn and give it to you the next time I'm there, which, like I said, will probably be tomorrow (Friday). Well... peace out man!
I'm very happy that you have moved past the initial judgments. Don't feel ashamed, because you've learned and grown since that judgment.
I'm sorry to hear things have been so rough, I am happy to hear you're getting the help you need. It's rough trying to find the right meds and dosage. I've been there so many times. D:
Sorry my answer isn't very lengthy. I'm awful with text. :C
Anyway, thanks for understanding. I just wanted you to know how much I value our association. I feel like getting to know you personally has made me a better person... and I hope that socializing with me and others @ work have given you some measure of confidence in yourself... cause you're awesome, and have every reason to be proud of your accomplishments on that front.
Just a little history about the drawing, if you'll indulge me: I was going to BYU in Provo, UT, and didn't have any friends. I was walking in the quad one day and they had all these booths set up for various clubs... The only one that stood out to me was the Sci-Fi Fantasy club aka Quark. So I made an account on their website (A Forum for club members) and began to lurk the forums. There was eventually a call for players for a Naruto RPG using a homebrew AD&D 2.0. I decided to try it out. I met a guy by the name of Wolf. Well... that's what his 'name' was then at least... I forget his real name... anyway... Wolf is the guy who introduced me to the world of the furry. His fursona was this snow white she-wolf. I didn't think anything of it at the time.
So anyway, we're playing Naruto, hilarity ensues. Semester ends and we all remain fast friends. I go home for medical reasons but a year later I'm back at school. Wolf is still there... this time we're in the same apartment complex and are in the same church meetings. He has an interest in Dance Dance Revolution, so we play a few rounds every now and then. Since then we've gone our separate ways but I'll always remember his awesomeness. The pic is a tribute to Wolf.
Get to feeling better. You deserve a small break.
I've been grinding hours out at work, in hopes that i can pay the rather large debt I owe off. SO LITTLE TIME FOR THINGS! BAH!
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