I will retire from help with life as of now. It was a very interesting few years, and I met a lot of awesome people. And I really found it valuable that my experiences about anxiety, depression and social fears can help someone else forward.
But I have to say, people with my mentality don't belong there anymore. I want to challenge the troubles in life and defeat them, and I always try to inspire others to do the same. This kind of attitude was hugely appreciated 3 years ago, but the atmosphere has changed so much. Now, people go there to complain about "unsolvable" problems because they were "born that way", and any attempt of trying to tell them to do something about it seems to be taken as an insult to their awesome misery.
Every problem seems to now be because of a chemical imbalance or wrong wiring in the brain, being born in a wrong kind of body or just being born hopelessly badly. And the only thing that can ever help, are drugs and surgical knives. Woo-hoo...
And boy do people get very very mean about it too. Other kind of viewpoints are not accepted, not at all. People don't even wanna hear. A mere mention of a different ideology makes them... ah, so uncomfortable eek anxious. Or just plain angry. The people asking for help rarely complained. It was the onlookers who loved to tell me how bad and harmful my advice was.
There was always someone here and there, who still found my experiences and advice to be truly inspiring and helped them forward so I have stuck around for this long, but now, for the longest time, not.
I have come to the conclusion, that people don't want to change. They don't want to forgive bad deeds. They don't want to understand their traumas. They don't want to remember things they have blocked off... they'd rather blame it all of brain chemistry and DNA, live with it, and take pills for it.
I don't want ever again to hear even once someone explaining to me what a clinical depression is. I don't want someone to tell me which part of the brain causes social anxiety. I know. I know everything they're going to say a hundred times already. The explanation is always the same, it always comes from the same sources, and it always falls apart at the same places. I know what these problems are. And I know where this brain chemistry theory falls short. I had clinical depression and social anxiety amongst other mental illnesses for ten years. And I defeated all of them. If people truly think I'm not worth listening to...... well. I mean, what should I do about it. XD
And you know what. I have nothing against this. Everyone has the right to live how they wish to. After all, I'm a product of the beginning of 90's, so my methods of dealing with problems are no doubt already horribly outdated to most people on this site. It hurt a bit my pride at the beginning, people devaluing my struggles to overcome these things in such insulting ways... going as far as to say: "well, if you managed to cure them, you didn't have it in the first place", but not anymore. Like, it's your life, not mine. I am already happy, and I will make sure my friends and family live a happy life as well. Anyone else's choices are their own.
DeviantArt's Help with Life is a place where I met numerous friends, changed even a more huge number of fates, and found a very important piece of who I am. And I will never forget that. Everything has to come to an end one day. And I think that the time for me to write on help with life to end was about one and a half years ago, but I've still been kicking the dead horse all the way until here. Because, I'm stubborn like that, when something is important to me.
So, I decided to write this poem to the forum to honour the time we have spent together.
Help with Life, your people are blind
but without blindness, vision loses meaning
from someone else's eyes, completely new sight we find
Answers, will another start seeing...
Answers, to find the way past the desert, inferno and swamp..
The complexity of human heart and brain.....
Just all your worries to another person you dump
also my eyes you train.
When you see what I see first, you see evermore.
What I see what you see then, I see evermore.
Thank you for helping me see.
Thank you help with life. May you find new responsible and dedicated helpers to frequent you. May you help people see together once more!