107th Obsequious Banter Thread: Ugly Sweaters Edition

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Whenever someone commits suicide, I always wonder how they got to the point where they thought the only way out is to kill themselves.

And, I don't mean that in a condescending way. Depression and anxiety run in my immediate family, so I've seen it first hand. However, I don't think I've ever gone through a period of significant depression myself. I know my siblings and mother have gone through it, and still have bouts with it from time to time, but I inherited more of my father's style of thinking/processing. I never had significant issues with depression and anxiety. The idea that you believe your only way out is through ending your life sounds awful to me. Being in that state of mind must be terrible - more than terrible - torturously agonizing to the point where it's no longer bearable. It's just so foreign to me. I don't wish that on anyone.

As someone who has high functioning depression, or what some have called Dysthymia, I'm never really shocked when someone who is seemingly very happy, outgoing, and generally helpful to other people commits suicide. We can become really good at putting on a front when interacting with other people and still make significant contributions in our lives, but it is essentially all just a really exhausting act. Our minds and behind close doors are a completely different story.

About 3 years ago I finally got to the point where that act, with the stress and exhaustion, started to have a literal physical representation via my heart rhythm getting jacked up. I ended up seeing a therapist for the first time and after about 9 months he convinced me to try an SSRI which has helped a ton. For some people it really is just a weird brain chemistry malfunction that puts you in that state. I'm definitely "not normal" in a variety of ways, but getting pushed to that state of mind and the work I've done since then has given me an "odd" outlook on life. I'm aware I have a lot of privileges that let me make the decisions I've made, but I quit my very good, well paying job, sold my house, and used the reset to only do things that don't require me to put on that act any longer.

I've been rather open about my process because no one would have guessed where I was or what I was going through. I was very good at hiding it for years, so I feel like it is something that could really be useful to talk about openly. I've had more than a few people contact me privately to discuss the process I've been through with the intention of getting help themselves. One of them just watched the new Jonah Hill documentary about his therapist Stutz on Netflix and asked me to watch it. While their process is a bit "spiritual" for me, I like most of the concepts they talk about and how they can be helpful to people who are in situations like this. The person texted me yesterday and said, "He took the wrong way out of the maze", and I think that is a great way of describing the situation.

For some people, they have so many challenges that it makes it impossible to see a way out of the maze. They end up in so much pain, whether physically or mentally, that they believe suicide is the only way out of the maze. They need to stop playing the game. For some people, they appear to be doing so well that it looks like they don't even see the maze. It looks like they are just crushing the maze, so it is surprising when they "take the wrong way" out of the maze.

Instead of giving up on my maze, I decided to throw out my maze and make a new one. I reformulated what was at the end of my maze and then made my path include only the steps and actions which allow me to proceed without needing to put on an overly exhausting and stressful act. I'm lucky enough to be in a position to make that decision and I think it is important to openly discuss that as an option, without holding people to the expectations of the maze they are tossing out.
 
As someone who has high functioning depression, or what some have called Dysthymia, I'm never really shocked when someone who is seemingly very happy, outgoing, and generally helpful to other people commits suicide. We can become really good at putting on a front when interacting with other people and still make significant contributions in our lives, but it is essentially all just a really exhausting act. Our minds and behind close doors are a completely different story.

About 3 years ago I finally got to the point where that act, with the stress and exhaustion, started to have a literal physical representation via my heart rhythm getting jacked up. I ended up seeing a therapist for the first time and after about 9 months he convinced me to try an SSRI which has helped a ton. For some people it really is just a weird brain chemistry malfunction that puts you in that state. I'm definitely "not normal" in a variety of ways, but getting pushed to that state of mind and the work I've done since then has given me an "odd" outlook on life. I'm aware I have a lot of privileges that let me make the decisions I've made, but I quit my very good, well paying job, sold my house, and used the reset to only do things that don't require me to put on that act any longer.

I've been rather open about my process because no one would have guessed where I was or what I was going through. I was very good at hiding it for years, so I feel like it is something that could really be useful to talk about openly. I've had more than a few people contact me privately to discuss the process I've been through with the intention of getting help themselves. One of them just watched the new Jonah Hill documentary about his therapist Stutz on Netflix and asked me to watch it. While their process is a bit "spiritual" for me, I like most of the concepts they talk about and how they can be helpful to people who are in situations like this. The person texted me yesterday and said, "He took the wrong way out of the maze", and I think that is a great way of describing the situation.

For some people, they have so many challenges that it makes it impossible to see a way out of the maze. They end up in so much pain, whether physically or mentally, that they believe suicide is the only way out of the maze. They need to stop playing the game. For some people, they appear to be doing so well that it looks like they don't even see the maze. It looks like they are just crushing the maze, so it is surprising when they "take the wrong way" out of the maze.

Instead of giving up on my maze, I decided to throw out my maze and make a new one. I reformulated what was at the end of my maze and then made my path include only the steps and actions which allow me to proceed without needing to put on an overly exhausting and stressful act. I'm lucky enough to be in a position to make that decision and I think it is important to openly discuss that as an option, without holding people to the expectations of the maze they are tossing out.
Opening up about your challenges must have been hard, and congratulate you for reformulating your mindset, which is not an easy thing to do.
 
I'm trying to avoid going overboard here, but I thought I'd share that the cat and Staratette have come to a tenuous truce

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This came as a complete shock.





The man exuded kindness and by many accounts, was a source of happiness and inspiration. You never know what lays in the deepest recesses of someone’s heart, for him to have done what he did. RIP.


I knew of him from the nanosecond he became famous on "So You Think You Can Dance." The show blew him up more than his talent warranted (meaning there were MUCH better dancers who came through there), mostly because of his personality and back story, and he ran with it. It was very shocking news indeed. Rest in peace.

I'm trying to avoid going overboard here, but I thought I'd share that the cat and Staratette have come to a tenuous truce

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Holy shit, that's a DAMNED good kitty.
 
Did you turn it off and then on again?
Many many times, because it’s constantly freezing.

Filament printer? What model?

What specific issue are you having?
Ended 3 v2. I’ve gotten a (mostly) successful bed level test, after a few layers of squares one inside the other the nozzle started dragging over the built up layers. No idea why.
Often enough it freezes simply trying the auto home feature. I’m on firmware 1.2 I believe, I’m sure there are newer versions but my computer decided tonight to not want to connect to the internet.
 
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Both test prints included on the mini sd card freeze up as soon as I try to print them 99.9% of the time. When it does decide to print it prints a flat round disc and then messed up one way or another.

I have a few upgraded parts arriving in the next few days so I’m not too worried about getting it right now as I’ll be changing the bed and whatnot and will have to re-level the bed.
It would be nice to know what the hell im doing though.
 
Whenever someone commits suicide, I always wonder how they got to the point where they thought the only way out is to kill themselves.

And, I don't mean that in a condescending way. Depression and anxiety run in my immediate family, so I've seen it first hand. However, I don't think I've ever gone through a period of significant depression myself. I know my siblings and mother have gone through it, and still have bouts with it from time to time, but I inherited more of my father's style of thinking/processing. I never had significant issues with depression and anxiety. The idea that you believe your only way out is through ending your life sounds awful to me. Being in that state of mind must be terrible - more than terrible - torturously agonizing to the point where it's no longer bearable. It's just so foreign to me. I don't wish that on anyone.

It’s not a fun place to be when you are heading down that road. Feel isolated, hopeless, alone in your struggles. I battle depression every day. Thankfully I am in a much better place than I was years ago. I hate it when people make light of it or think you’re weak for asking for help. My heart breaks every time I read stories of people ending their own life. But I do understand the pain that it brings
 
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