Stray Sheep - tranny autistic from tumblr that loves horsecock and is triggered by this title

[Vitriol]

The DMV is like an hour drive, plus I'm going there to get my permit so no I can't have someone in the car with me while I drive. Biking is out of the question, like I said it's too damn far (especially in Texas this time of year with dangerous heat indexes) and I got lost walking home from school once.

And I'm saying y'all haven't dealt with depression or suicide because you're acting like I can just jump out of bed, stop wanting to die, and magically get better when I've tried that. Even before I knew anything was wrong with me I tried it.

And I am trying to get a professional, I actually finally get to get an appointment to get shit diagnosed on Thursday, though I'm sure my mom will reschedule last second so she can go eat lunch with my brothers or some shit like that.


The nearest bus stop is an hour away. I can't afford a taxi. The only "friend" I have nearby that can drive is an emotionally abusive piece of shit that I've cut ties with.

As i've said i don't care what you believe about me, unlike you the opinion of anonymous strangers on the internet doesn't bother me. Because, you know, im a fucking adult.

Yeah its not going to be easy but a couple hours cycling in texas is totally doable, but i realise it will involve actual hard work which will be novel for you.

Or you coukd just get a job then public transport like most normal people and before you complain you're too mentally ill to work- dont even fucking bother, thousands of ppl with mental health problems hold down jobs, several on these forums.

Edit: i think its extremely telling that us holding her to the normal minimal standards expected in the real world is met by straw men like the one above and incredulity like we're asking the impossible.

 

[TheAmazingAxolotl]

And I'm saying y'all haven't dealt with depression or suicide because you're acting like I can just jump out of bed, stop wanting to die, and magically get better when I've tried that. Even before I knew anything was wrong with me I tried it.

What strikes you apart from most suicidal and/or depressed people is that you feel the need to say something about how depressed you are every time you post. Most people who are suicidal never really show it until they attempt the act; those that scream about how they're going to kill themselves over the Internet - namely Tumblr, for something as insignificant as someone getting raped on a TV show - are doing it for attention, usually. Not saying they always do it for attention, but thanks to the likes of Tumblr, suicide has become such a trivialised thing, like rape.

Believe you me, we know depression. A good number of kiwis suffer from it, myself included, and frankly it's not likely we go and talk about how we feel just because we feel like emptying our hearts all over the farms just because we ate a stale cookie. You just take this to a whole new level, and I think you and Connor could be great friends because you both exaggerate your daily lives to no end.

The icing on the cake, though, is how you both just refuse to grow up, no matter how many excuses you make. It's phenomenal.

 

[nonnewtonian]

And I am trying to get a professional, I actually finally get to get an appointment to get shit diagnosed on Thursday, though I'm sure my mom will reschedule last second so she can go eat lunch with my brothers or some shit like that.

The nearest bus stop is an hour away. I can't afford a taxi. The only "friend" I have nearby that can drive is an emotionally abusive piece of shit that I've cut ties with.

Fill a water bottle 1/2 - 3/4 full of water. Put it in the freezer at an angle (not straight up or completely on its side). Let it freeze over night.
Print out directions from Google Maps. Figure out how much time it will take to get to your appointment. Add 30+ minutes.
Grab your frozen water bottle. Fill the rest of it with cold water.
Walk or bike to your appointment. Drink your ice-cold water along the way to keep yourself hydrated. Press the icy part against your neck if you're feeling too hot.
Done.

 

[Dr. Boe Jangles Esq.]

So to summarize the gist of tonight, @Stray Sheep entered the Kiwi Farms (once again) to rage about fact checking. She freaked when she was met with a lukewarm reception and general lack of fucks given about her various imagined slights (once again). These ranged from complaints about being called on her attention-whoring (ableism! Sex-worker slur!) to anger over the belief that she threatens suicide as a means of establishing control over arguments she's losing. She began attempting (once again) to police language around here, because that's worked for anyone in the past. She also attempted (once again) to smokescreen the issues, via hiding behind high profile suicides, making up silly excuses, and some light attempts at edgelording, because that's worked for anyone in the past. Above all, she tried to operate here under the same rules as Tumblr, and assumed she would be victorious in shouting down Kiwis, because that's worked for anyone in the past.
Fellow Kiwis, did I ever tell you the definition of insanity?

 

[Stray Sheep]

I'm only going to get my BPD diagnosed right now, and honestly if my cynic mom thinks I have bpd then I'm pretty sure the doctors will too.

I've done like. Fifty loads of laundry this week and I've cleaned my room plenty of times in my life, and I still feel like shit.

Just because she cared for me doesn't me she gives a shit about me. She reschedules my shit to do stuff for my brothers, and missed shit I wanted her to attend because of....wait for it...my brothers.

And yeah no sorry, a lot of those people die (Ive talked with construction men and garbage men, the numbers are fucking ridiculous) and I'm not risking dying. There's a reason they tell you when the heat index gets to a certain point, and I'm pretty sure it's not to fill in some screen time.

The gps on my phone is shit and places me about a mile from where I actually am, plus since its a cheap phone on a prepaid plan the data is dodgy as fuck.

Getting rid of people I love ain't gonna help, if anything its gonna make me worse. Like I said, I'm trying to improve, but I hardly know what to do, and I can't get professional help because that requires transportation I don't have.

Also a+++++++ threatening a paranoid suicidal person that has done nothing to you!!! You wanna kill me? Message me and I'll give you my address. Please.

I'm not taking a fucking probably 3 hour walk or more to an appointment--especially not weekly. I have mentioned before I have low stamina and the water would run out eventually and I'd still show up to my appointment all sweaty and gross. Plus even with people guiding me on the phone I get lost--I need an accurate gps that tells me exactly where j am and exactly where I'm going because I have no sense of distance or direction.

And @ those of you who continue to call me a girl, reminder that I'm ignoring you in case you forgot

 

[DirtbagDeluxe]

I'm only going to get my BPD diagnosed right now, and honestly if my cynic mom thinks I have bpd then I'm pretty sure the doctors will too.

I've done like. Fifty loads of laundry this week and I've cleaned my room plenty of times in my life, and I still feel like shit.

Just because she cared for me doesn't me she gives a shit about me. She reschedules my shit to do stuff for my brothers, and missed shit I wanted her to attend because of....wait for it...my brothers.

And yeah no sorry, a lot of those people die (Ive talked with construction men and garbage men, the numbers are fucking ridiculous) and I'm not risking dying. There's a reason they tell you when the heat index gets to a certain point, and I'm pretty sure it's not to fill in some screen time.

The gps on my phone is shit and places me about a mile from where I actually am, plus since its a cheap phone on a prepaid plan the data is dodgy as fuck.

Getting rid of people I love ain't gonna help, if anything its gonna make me worse. Like I said, I'm trying to improve, but I hardly know what to do, and I can't get professional help because that requires transportation I don't have.

Also a+++++++ threatening a paranoid suicidal person that has done nothing to you!!! You wanna kill me? Message me and I'll give you my address. Please.

I'm not taking a fucking probably 3 hour walk or more to an appointment--especially not weekly. I have mentioned before I have low stamina and the water would run out eventually and I'd still show up to my appointment all sweaty and gross. Plus even with people guiding me on the phone I get lost--I need an accurate gps that tells me exactly where j am and exactly where I'm going because I have no sense of distance or direction.

And @ those of you who continue to call me a girl, reminder that I'm ignoring you in case you forgot

Okay, you convinced me. You're useless and will never do anything for yourself.

Isn't it time for you to run back to tumblr and beg for affirmation
Edit:

You sly dog, you beat me to it!

 

[Stray Sheep]

That actually has nothing to do with this but OK???

 

[DirtbagDeluxe]

That actually has nothing to do with this but OK???

Oh, my bad. You're staging a desperate pleading fit for tumblr while trying to be flippant and sassy here.

Got it

 

[Stray Sheep]

Nah I'm just hallucinating but know theres no use mentioning it here because y'all think I'm faking. Acting~! Its what I wanna major in ya know.

 

[Sinner's Sandwich]

I'm only going to get my BPD diagnosed right now, and honestly if my cynic mom thinks I have bpd then I'm pretty sure the doctors will too.

I've done like. Fifty loads of laundry this week and I've cleaned my room plenty of times in my life, and I still feel like shit.

Just because she cared for me doesn't me she gives a shit about me. She reschedules my shit to do stuff for my brothers, and missed shit I wanted her to attend because of....wait for it...my brothers.

And yeah no sorry, a lot of those people die (Ive talked with construction men and garbage men, the numbers are fucking ridiculous) and I'm not risking dying. There's a reason they tell you when the heat index gets to a certain point, and I'm pretty sure it's not to fill in some screen time.

The gps on my phone is shit and places me about a mile from where I actually am, plus since its a cheap phone on a prepaid plan the data is dodgy as fuck.

Getting rid of people I love ain't gonna help, if anything its gonna make me worse. Like I said, I'm trying to improve, but I hardly know what to do, and I can't get professional help because that requires transportation I don't have.

Also a+++++++ threatening a paranoid suicidal person that has done nothing to you!!! You wanna kill me? Message me and I'll give you my address. Please.

I'm not taking a fucking probably 3 hour walk or more to an appointment--especially not weekly. I have mentioned before I have low stamina and the water would run out eventually and I'd still show up to my appointment all sweaty and gross. Plus even with people guiding me on the phone I get lost--I need an accurate gps that tells me exactly where j am and exactly where I'm going because I have no sense of distance or direction.

And @ those of you who continue to call me a girl, reminder that I'm ignoring you in case you forgot

Look at this insanity.
Seek help. Get away from your tumblr echo chamber. Grow up. You will not stay young forever and the older you get the harder it will be to change your life for the better. I doubt that you will simply grow out of being a godawful tumblr special snowflake.

 

[DirtbagDeluxe]

Nah I'm just hallucinating but know theres no use mentioning it here because y'all think I'm faking. Acting~! Its what I wanna major in ya know.

Hallucinating is not the same thing as talking to cartoons.

What are you trying to achieve at this point? I'm tempted to create a thread for you just to keep your sloppy sperging in its own containment field, even though I know that's what you're eagerly waiting for, which is the only thing keeping me back.

I'm gonna call you Catheronnor.

Edit actually, on that note, I'm gonna stop feeding you for now. Get a life and clean your room.

 

[Sinner's Sandwich]

Nah I'm just hallucinating but know theres no use mentioning it here because y'all think I'm faking. Acting~! Its what I wanna major in ya know.

Actually I think you have some major issues and mental health problems. This isn't an excuse for being a special snowflake asshole though.

 

[TheAmazingAxolotl]

I'm only going to get my BPD diagnosed right now, and honestly if my cynic mom thinks I have bpd then I'm pretty sure the doctors will too.

I can assure you that you don't have BPD. You simply looked up the symptoms for BPD, realised that you fit those symptoms, and then made a self-diagnosis. Since we're on this topic, let me tell you a story.

ONCE UPON A TIME, there was a man named Otto Platt.

Quite handsome for a 20th century German, no? Anyway, you might have heard about him in high school, as he's the father of esteemed poet Sylvia Plath. Now, Otto was a biologist, a damn good one, and one day he started noticing some symptoms - some coughing, some fits here and there, and he looked up those symptoms and discovered that he had lung cancer! Horrible, I know! What did he do?

He did what any man would do and refused medical treatment because he was right. Then one day Herr Platt found an infection on his foot and had to go to the doctor at his family's behest. Want to know what the doctor did?

He cut off Otto Platt's gangrenous leg because Otto made the wrong fucking diagnosis and he actually had motherfucking diabetes.

And this is why you don't assume you have something just because you fit the symptoms. Doctors, psychiatrists, and so on are trained professionals, and all you need to do is PICK UP YOUR FUCKING PHONE, CALL A PSYCHIATRIST TO SCHEDULE YOUR OWN DAMN APPOINTMENT, AND HAUL YOUR OWN ASS TO THEIR OFFICE SO YOU CAN GET THINGS SETTLED.

You're not special. You never were. You're just lazy, and frankly, I'd be quite impressed if you actually did kill yourself. Grow the fuck up, woman.

 

[Vitriol]

Just because she cared for me doesn't me she gives a shit about me. She reschedules my shit to do stuff for my brothers, and missed shit I wanted her to attend because of....wait for it...my brothers.

Whine whine whine, truly i have never heard of a more abusive parent than a mother who cares for her daughter and wants her to bond with her brothers, how ever do you cope?

I've done like. Fifty loads of laundry this week and I've cleaned my room plenty of times in my life, and I still feel like shit.

Good for you doung all that laundry. Constant whining on the internet about gender bullshit and using mental illnesses as a hobby will depress u tho, like we said a bajillion times get a real hobby/job.

I'm only going to get my BPD diagnosed right now, and honestly if my cynic mom thinks I have bpd then I'm pretty sure the doctors will too.

No reason you can't get everything else diagnosed at the same time! Lucky you eh?

And yeah no sorry, a lot of those people die (Ive talked with construction men and garbage men, the numbers are fucking ridiculous) and I'm not risking dying. There's a reason they tell you when the heat index gets to a certain point, and I'm pretty sure it's not to fill in some screen time.

The gps on my phone is shit and places me about a mile from where I actually am, plus since its a cheap phone on a prepaid plan the data is dodgy as fuck.

Getting rid of people I love ain't gonna help, if anything its gonna make me worse. Like I said, I'm trying to improve, but I hardly know what to do, and I can't get professional help because that requires transportation I don't have.

Then get a job and then a taxi/public transport. Thats what most mentally ill people manage. U can use a map if gps isnt working, a little oldfashioned but they work.

I'm not taking a fucking probably 3 hour walk or more to an appointment--especially not weekly. I have mentioned before I have low stamina and the water would run out eventually and I'd still show up to my appointment all sweaty and gross. Plus even with people guiding me on the phone I get lost--I need an accurate gps that tells me exactly where j am and exactly where I'm going because I have no sense of distance or direction.

Whine whine whine im too lazy to get my problems seen to. Maps and a planbed route do fine.

Also a+++++++ threatening a paranoid suicidal person that has done nothing to you!!! You wanna kill me? Message me and I'll give you my address. Please.

Grow up.

I think you should post your address though. That sounds like a good idea.

And @ those of you who continue to call me a girl, reminder that I'm ignoring you in case you forgot

You're not answering anyone's questions anyway, just making whiny excuses.

You're a vain, attention seeking little girl who likes to blame her shitty personality on mental illnesses she is too lazy to go get diagnosed in the mistaken belief they would excuse her shitty behaviour.

 

[DocScuttleButt]

! You wanna kill me? Message me and I'll give you my address. Please.

ow the edge, are you that desperate for attention?

 

[Stray Sheep]

Tumblr actually helps me a lot because people give me actual self care tips and not "take a three hour walk to your appointments in dangerous heat" but sure OK.

Honestly I'm just trying to pass time because I'm too tired to clean but can't sleep at all. Though I probably should if I'm hallucinating.

Also I hate backing down from shit. Its a bad habit.

That name is a fucking mess.

Hey you're the one who said you wanted to kill me, not me. I mean if you did it that would be one less thing I'd have to do.

 

[Vitriol]

Nah I'm just hallucinating but know theres no use mentioning it here because y'all think I'm faking. Acting~! Its what I wanna major in ya know.

I feel u girl: when i read the bullshit you've been posting i thought i was hallucinating too.

 

[Stray Sheep]

At least all the people calling me "girl" and "she" makes it easier to type shorter and faster replies.

 

[DocScuttleButt]

I'm done giving you the time of day, this is not your thread. No one should make a thread for you either because you don't deserve the attention.

 

[TheAmazingAxolotl]

Tumblr actually helps me a lot because people give me actual self care tips and not "take a three hour walk to your appointments in dangerous heat" but sure OK.

If you actually paid attention, you'd know we were telling you to ride a bike in temperatures that are likely in the mid-80s, while also encouraging you to bring a half-frozen bottle of water with you.