Tuesday, August 7, 2012

Boom!


You gotta watch where you step when traversing the minefield of pop psychology. Their reliance on slogan's and feel good drivel is window dressing to hide the fact that you are just as much a target for the bookseller, as you are for the nut job you are seeking shelter from.
"Resentment is like taking poison and waiting for the other person to die." 
Sounds really good. 
Really. 
If this is true, then anger is like jumping off a tall building and landing on the person you resent so they end up shitting in a plastic bag for the rest of their life. 
"Anger, is like poisoning your cat and waiting for your neighbor's cat to die." The end result is one less cat in the world. And his cat is not the cat that keeps puking on the throw rugs.

" It's not anger that is the enemy. It's what people do with the anger that counts."
I still want to write "Barbara  is a fuck pig" in a 5000 point font using "round up" on her front lawn.
But it would be wrong.
One website listed a song to run through your head if you feel you are losing your temper. It's called:
"Let there be peace on earth and let it begin with me."
 I wrote a song of my own. It's called:
"Let there be anarchy and let it begin with me forcing the cat down the toilet and flooding the apartment downstairs.
It's a therapeutic thing to do, a therapeutic song to sing. and it's therapeutic to let your unsuspecting step daughter go in there without telling her there is 20 pound's of spring loaded fury waiting to be liberated.
I could get used to unmitigated anger.
Maybe sociopath's are on to something.
Maybe I should join the Barbarian's way of thinking.
After you divest yourself of empathy, compassion, warmth,  feelings,  loyalty, truth, fidelity, reliability, devotion, honesty, respect, selflessness, and integrity, everything else is a piece of cake.



16 comments:

Bess said...

This week, I think that being angry serves the purpose of potentially frightening away shitbags. And, if they're not frightened away by the anger, they hang around so you can take the anger out on 'em. I know - really we want the shitbags to take a fucking hike. But letting them have it when they won't go away can sometimes be satisfying. Also, 20-lb wet cat??! Genius!

q1605 said...

The shit bag is going to do what ever the shit bags wants to do. And if what he wants to do, is stay within striking distance of you, so be it.

Charity said...

I believe my anger is what kept me alive.

One day, years ago, I caught a glimpse of my face in a mirror when I was extremely furious, and I almost gave myself a heart attack.

In that moment I finally understood why, when I've taken all I can take from some jerk who sees my kind nature as a sign of weakness and gullibility, and I lose my temper and tell them where to get off, even the really big bad -holes look like they're scared to death of me. When I am enraged, my eyes flash with fire, and I look like the psycho bitch from hell.

Which isn't really what I aspired to grow up to be, but, hey, whatever works to keep the evil heartless psycho-narcissists away.

Tundra Woman said...

I'll be more than please to contribute to the cost of the Roundup: "Weeds" seem to thrive despite the dead grass-oh, and they now have it in a concentrated formula you can re-constitute as I just learned when I went looking for some for my ever-thriving weeds of the "natural" variety. So I'm in for a contribution to "Qs Non-Profit Divest Your Life of MNs and Assorted Psychopaths."
What's the deal with all this "It's not PC to be angry" stuff anyway? That has been a huge motivator in my life especially when it got me out of the way of these so-called "people." It's nasty and disempowering to those who have survived the torture inflicted on us. I haven't blown up and buildings, harmed any living things or shot any perps (outside my employment.) Being polite-and more importantly, NOT standing up to Bullies empowers THEM.
The more of this "Self-Help" stuff I've been seeing around, (much of which appears to be self-published when you do a bit of digging) the better off I believe I was blundering along alone in the dark all those years ago. I've been bitching about this "Trolling for Clients/$$$ in Cyberspace" forever. Now they're trolling for "Hits" to their websites. Anyone who has a site with "Call for a FREE Consult!!" or keeps putting out Posts-generally one but usually several per week-which draw directly from the "Hot Topics of the Week" (my, how "au currant"!) on ACoN sites (using a Thesaurus and changing a few words) is immediately suspect to me: They read all the ACoN Blogs and obviously use key words and phrases from the Posts AND the Comments-trademarks be damned-and then link up with legit sites. They simply want to generate "traffic" to their site where you're being sold "techniques" which are available gratis somewhere else or totally without merit in terms of research. Oh, and another give away? They do NOT entertain "Comments" AT ALL or if they do, they're limited to faux self-promoting (and likely self-generated.) So much for any "discussion" or adding anything to our experiences.
If I had a Blog I'd be FURIOUS. And the worst kind of assistance any ACoN needs is a self-promoting, self-help "guru." I don't care HOW many "letters" they SAY they have behind their name, their alleged credentials or their "experience." The only thing they're promoting is THEMSELVES. Doesn't THAT sound/feel FAMILIAR?
As Charity said, "Anger is what kept me alive." And it can also keep us safe from those who aren't and likely more of the same we dealt with IRL.
TW

vicariousrising said...

Ditto what Charity said about anger keeping me alive.

And I adore the idea of doing a roundup lawn message.

Anonymous said...

I was thinking last night I hope she lives to be 100 years old, and by then everyone will have forgotten who she is even. I pretty much have anyway. : )


Sis

q1605 said...

I know. You can't figure out if you want her to be gasping her last breath now, or live until the only thing keeping her body in one piece is the layer of mold that covers her from head to toe.
I wish someone would show her this blog. I don't know if she would get a buzz from knowing she yanked my chain so hard that I am still worked up into a lather, or if she would be mortified because all her quirks are front and center.

q1605 said...

TW. I cut the round up and make it about 20 times stronger than they recommend. About half and half. I think it is supposed to get two or three tablespoons per quart.
I accidentally got some over spray on these flowers called columbines and they burst into flames.

Anonymous said...

She's so twisted she probably would love more infamy. She reminds me of that Casey Anthony.

I know one time she asked me if I had told my husband about 'her trouble' she got into and I said nope. And she was disappointed, just mumbled a little tiny 'oh' like her bubble had been burst.

Sis


Sis

Charity said...

Q's Sis, Casey Anthony reminds me of my momster, too.

I was talking to my baby brother on the phone this morning. (Tomorrow is his 51st birthday, but he's still my Baby Brother.) He told me that he looked up "Narcissistic Personality Disorder" and that our momster fits the description "at least 95%." He still lives in the same vicinity and sees her occasionally. I don't know how he can stand it. He is very gentle and sweet, and much too forgiving, in my opinion.

Hey TW, you say you haven't shot any perps outside your employment. You wouldn't by any chance be a postal worker, LOL.

Charity

q1605 said...

Charity. I had not heard of NPD before I went no contact. I never really grasped personality disorders. As a psychological epidemic that is. Except for this. As my first marriage was going off the rails, I bought a book on Borderlines called,
"I hate you, please don't leave me"
This was only to try and figure out wife number one. Just by the luck of the draw at Barnes and Noble. Maybe more than luck, the title screamed my first wife's personality.
But I took it home and as I read it, I kept thinking. As much as this describes my wife. This really has my mother tagged.
She has every cluster B trait except for being a workaholic and substance abuse.
After my divorce, I forgot all about it. I wasn't around the queen Bee of fucktard much for another decade.

Charity said...

I read "I Hate You, Please Don't Leave Me" in 2003, and recognized my mother in that book. But I did not hear of NPD until I started reading blogs about abusive parents.

Yesterday I watched the "I, Psychopath" youtube videos with self-proclaimed Narcissist Pyschopath Sam Vaknin. I watched all 9 parts of the documentary. Watching those videos disturbed me very much. I'm not sure why they affected me so profoundly.

He did not remind me of my mother, my momster is much more hystrionic. But he did remind me of my ex. Seeing his wife in the videos disturbed me. When I was in her shoes, I was miserable. She did not seem miserable, though.

In two parts of the documentary Sam underwent brain scanning, and in both, his brain scans were abnormal. Something seemed to be missing in his brain, or there, but non-functioning.

This is how I see my mother: something vital is missing, it simply isn't there. I had a vivid dream about my mother once, she was young again and all fixed up, with her makeup on and her hair made up. Her pale, smooth complexion looked like a beautiful porcelain doll. In my dream, she was smiling and talking... then she turned around, and I saw to my horror that the back of her head was missing! Yet she was completely unaware of this, as she looked in the mirror and primped and smiled at her lovely reflection.

I pity my mother. But I pity myself more, because I am her daughter, and she has no pity.

Anonymous said...

Charity, I agree something is missing in their brains. If it's chemical I guess medication would help, but if it's the hardware, then?? Brain transplant, lol?

Sis

Charity said...

I'm voting for the Brain Transplant!

Bess said...

Re: Casey Anthony - When the trial was going on, I distinctly remember my sister and I conversing on how much like her our father was. Then we started wondering if there were bodies buried in the yard at his old house. If he was given the opportunity, I'm sure there could have been. Scary shit.

q1605 said...

I always poke fun at my mother. It's better than being bitter about it.
I can be angry and poke fun and try not to let her ruin the rest of my life.
But let me tell you Bess. About the Casey Anthony thing and my mother.
I don't know what is more off the mark.
That my mother and her BF killed a guy in front of our house while me and Sis were inside.
Or that it is so much a part of our history that it doesn't stand out as being that crazy to me now.