Saturday, August 02, 2008

victim mentality

Maybe a subtitle could be "anti-social personality disorder, revisited." This is an extract from an earlier article i wrote called "Do Sociopaths Deserve Humane Treatment?"

Victim Mentality. The oft cited and rarely defined term that i shall define and cite for you myself.

Definition: blaming the victim for being one.
Citation: those enraged by being sought out as a target for hate and anger (actively or passively).

Sociopaths are people with an anti-social personality disorder. This, boiled down, means that a group of them cannot form healthy and productive societies because their very behavioral patterns are against the needs of the group and for their own benefit (including when they appear to be socio-conscious in order to appear perfectly normal and respectable).

The very right to be enraged or even hurt at the actions of another make you a bad person in the eyes and minds of the majority.

Example:

If someone walks into the room and denounces your work ethic to a bunch of your co-workers, several times a week, while you're not around to witness it and defend yourself on the spot or call out your accuser to prove his or her statements or back down... you've just been violated. An act of social and psychological violence has been made against you.

"I don't play the victim mentality role. It doesn't matter what people think, just how good a job you do!"

Sorry, but you are just as much a victim as if your boss walked into your office or cubical and pushed a knife into your chest without provocation. Sidelining again, what kind of provocation would justify that response?? Were you socially and psychologically tormenting your boss by spreading fear, uncertainty and doubt among every member of the workplace to the point that your boss was being shunned, joked about, and at risk of losing his life-sustaining income by losing job simply because you felt it was totally harmless to do smart-ass gossiping because you feel intimidated by his work experience?

It matters what people think of you if they control, socially, your accessibility to the pursuit of success, or even happiness.

True Victims do not choose themselves. It is not shameful to be a victim.

Victimizers choose their victims. Most often by way of jealousy and self-esteem issues. They seek those who they feel are not a threat to them. Those they feel they can control or with whom they can control the situation and the perception of events. This is shameful.

True shameful "victim mentality" is justifying your inhumane, cruel and violent actions by saying "He/she did this-and-that to me, so I am responding in kind. If others get in my way, that's just too bad. It's not like I'm targeting anyone innocent."

True "victim mentality" is "I'm going to be rude, cold and judgmental to you because that's what everyone has done to me my whole life. Why should I be sensitive to YOU when no one was sensitive to ME??"

THAT, is what shameful "victim mentality" is. Point your fingers, and knives where they belong.

Who's doing the pointing, anyway? In who's best interest might it be to make victimization into something the victim should be shameful and held responsible for?

The victimizers. The one's who have control over the situation and over you. Victimizers are the ones who devised the concept that being a victim is "your own damn fault." It's in their best interest that you be "ashamed for letting it happen to you." As though to defeat rational observation (and discussion) of true cause and effect, they seek to make the effect have no cause but itself.

"You worked with him before, so why would you work for him again if he's so bad??"

Yes, that one is DIRECTLY from my OWN personal experience. The complacent gossipers and the ignorant and naive bystanders trying to cover up the "unbelievable" fact that they have missed something and that they think you want special treatment (or have been getting it). The people who were not (yet) victims of the sociopathic victimizer. The ones who were once victims themselves but failed to escape and chose to find a pariah of their own. Or several. The people who hate you and victimize you for reminding them of how it feels to be victimized.

There are entire cults who rant against the slaughter and immorality of World War II and human slavery. Cult? i don't mean to suggest that the people who find these things objectionable are the cult members; i mean that there are actually people who find it A BOTHER that these things are still discussed and that they must be such a burden since "hey, man, it's not like i killed any jews or had any slaves, so leave me alone."

"Those who forget the past are destined to repeat it" (misquote)

This isn't philosophy. This is concrete reality. This is human behavior on the macro and microscopic level. From the individual to the group mind.

The the most critical concept to understand here is on the macro level: the individual victimizer and his or her victim. The way they propagate by leading one victim after another down the path of becoming victimizer. A victimizer is a much more aggressive person on certain fronts and are much better at holding on to what little they believe is theirs.

The more sociopaths are allowed to shape the world around them to best suit their own interests (not the interests of the group, the society or the species), the more damage they do (to the society) and the more sociopaths they CREATE.

You've heard the rhetoric about what growing up in a war zone, or in prison, or being a child of molestation creates: it creates a replication of the stimuli. The victim becomes hardened from constant assaults. A hostile environment creates a defensive individual. Constant exposure to hostility turns defensiveness into hostility. Hostility acts outwardly against those who appear to be the cause of the hostile environment... or maybe anyone... because "HE didn't stop it from happening" and "SHE didn't tell the boss about the gossip about me."

A hostile and toxic environment creates a hostile and toxic person. It can do nothing else. You either harden or you weaken. Those who weaken are frequently used by other people as a comparison or consolation agent; to ease their own suffering or make it pale in comparison. What better way to make your problems pale in comparison to someone else's than by MAKING someone else's problems worse?

Yes, you may think it's all fun and games. Harmless talk. Chit chat. Gossip. Play. Ribbing.

Play leads to exhaustion. Exhaustion leads to lowered stamina. Lowered stamina leads to sensitivity. Sensitivity leads to vulnerability. Vulnerability leads to being damaged by "lesser offenses." And in the end, you have victimizers, formerly victims, pointing fingers at the lesser victims; the ones they can pick at and NOT be brought to justice.

Human beings exposed to toxic experiences during their developmental stages very often become "rugged" or "tough" as a defensive mechanism. It's automatic part way, but then it also becomes part of the personality. That's when it becomes choice. Many people at this point choose to "take it like a man/woman" and "give as good as they get" ...

.. but on the inside... they're rotting out and becoming a shell of armor which protects a wounded child that never grew up and never learned appropriate and healthy ways of defending or avoiding the toxic and hostile experiences. These people end up with Borderline Personality Disorder.

BPD.

Anyone reading me on a regular basis knows that i struggle with the understanding that those who have abused me have become abusive because they themselves were abused. i empathize with these people because i know suffering well enough. At first, they like this. Later, they feel vulnerable because i see and know too much. Then i become a threat. To their egos. Their "hearts." Their agendas.

A person with BPD still can make distinctions between good and bad behavior. i've seen it demonstrated many times by many people with the condition. They admit to feelings of guilt. The problem is, they feel guilt because they know what they have done is harsh, cruel, rude, or just plain wrong... but they never learned how to empathize with those they have hurt. Most likely, no one empathized with their own suffering as it was forming their defense mechanisms years previous.

But they KNOW. They CAN distinguish the difference. They can CHOOSE to take an active role in their behavior patterns if they see value in it.

The value, ideally, should be "because it's best for everyone."

The value, more often in the real world is "so i can have friends and keep jobs."

It's still a value.

But some people choose an even more selfish and cold value for external self-control:

POWER.

"i
w a n t !"

Who wants power the most? Those who feel they have been powerless. Those who have had so much done to them beyond their control.

People with BPD naturally seek connection to and with other human beings. They also defensively seek control. Control over the interactions with others and the perceptions of them by others. If the satisfaction of the human connection eases the fears that demand control, these people can move towards a much better life.

A better path than those who get no satisfaction at all from connection to other human beings.

Anti-social personality disorders. That's what we're talking about. Personalities that work against the collective good and which tear apart the fabric of society and human connection.

When the only motivation left for someone with BPD is to seek power and control over everything and anything... they have stepped into sociopathy.

When the politics of the current Diagnostics and Statistics Manual of psychiatric disorders dictate obedience and subservience to certain rules, process and procedure in order for you to pursue your goals, your definitions and your rights, who is going to actively fight a system designed to protect itself? The DSM is, itself, a victim of victim mentality. Over extension. Over indulgence. The scientific method is abused this way and so too the "mental health system."

So, to repeat myself: i reduce the great, grand DSM down to what it really is: politics. i say a redundant "fuck you" to the DSM and i continue with my questions to you:

Is there a way back from the brink for a sociopath?

Should energy and time be spent seeking it?

Do sociopaths deserve that effort?

Is there a point at which we stop defining a sociopath as a victim and start defining them as nothing more or better than a weapon gone out of control?

Do you murder murderers?

If yes, do you execute sociopaths for the deeper, wider-ranging and longer lasting toxic effects they have on entire social structures?

You try to filter "criminals" out of society, but what do you do about the anti-social people who have no interest in society or who actively seek to control and manipulate it? Do you try to filter them out of society?

Most likely you don't even notice them.

Some of you might be becoming one of them right now... growing harder, colder, more selfish, more power-hungry, more obsessed with control and "having it YOUR WAY."

Maybe you're already one of them, looking at my blog and telling me how insufferable i am. Labeling my few supporters as "goons" and giving them other labels that essentially suggest i am a cult leader and they my mindless followers. i call bullshit on you. You're insecure. You couldn't express what you felt when you felt these things. That's when you choose to vote for charity to known sociopaths: you chose to protect your own interests. So you lash out at those who look familiar. Familiar as victims and victimizers.

Yourself.

You the victim and you the victimizer.

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Thursday, July 17, 2008

for jefferson

everything i touched, you broke

i admitted my admiration for you
and you broke it by taking advantage

i admitted my AS to you
and you used it as a weapon against me

i trusted you to be a friend, as you claimed to be
and you broke it into a billion little fragments of hate

i can't even email to the university
because you've poisoned me so
that my words became uncontrolled

OR your infestation of IT worked
and they did as you PRESCRIBED

everything i touched, you broke

my clients
my work
me relationships
my career

everything i touched, you broke

you're so
insecure
so afraid
so small
ignorant

controlling,
or trying to be
and failing

control

over your life
your employees
your supervisors
"human resources"
(sociopaths of a kind
you could only DREAM of being)

your wife
whom you live off of

crushing her will
to speak in public
to do anything which
you disapprove

i hope she sees you;
rotten to the core

i hope she leaves you
to drink at the television
to a downward and
deathly spiral, just
just as you deserve

the world didn't do this to you
you did this to the world
and it reciprocated.
...and you blame it for that.
fool.

your not worth the suffering
yet everything you touch, you brake.

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Tuesday, July 15, 2008

no one learns, and i lose to your ignorance

the repeating dream:
i entrusted the care of my cats to a household of other people.
those i trusted and believed in
when i returned,
no cats. nothing said to me
i had to ask about them
they were dead.
no explanation.
ever.

combined with the dreams about "my other house"
forgotten, abandoned, animals suffering...
where is it???
BRING ME THERE!!!!

this is hell. sleep, stage 5, R.E.M.
hell. most active and restless stage of sleep.

cannot focus
art projects
no rest
unable to
let things go.
"why can't you see that every thing's broken?
why does it seem this life's turned grey?
i can't believe in anything sacred
when i don't believe that i am real."

i am alone
locked in my memories
there's nowhere left for me to hide
but i am not real..."

"... why does it seem that everything's different
and why does it seem that only you are real?
i don't believe in anything sacred
so why do i feel so damned alone-

-i need someone to break the silence
that's screaming in my head
and in my soul."
-- track 4. wither, blister, burn and peal.
-- track 9 is even better.
-- maybe this is the best album they made.
-- you figure out who it is.

i am afraid
i want to live my life, but
fearful of evil abuses
like the 302/304
done by my biological parents...

they've learned NOTHING.

NOTHING

"i'm finding it so hard to hold on"

but there's no out for me, just more

PUNISHMENT

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Monday, July 14, 2008

Boy Suffocated During School Punishment

i don't normally post articles from elsewhere but this was too much for me NOT to post it. It might be old news to you, but this belongs in my list of contributions one way or another because this is a crime committed against the weak and the oppressed by the authority and the arrogant oppressors... against a child.

MONTREAL - After nine-year-old Gabriel Poirier was discovered lifeless in his classroom last April 17, his parents were told their autistic son had stopped breathing after hiding under a heavy therapeutic blanket.

Now a coroner has revealed that Gabriel's teachers had tightly wrapped him in the buckwheat-stuffed blanket, leaving only the tips of his ears sticking out, as punishment when he became disruptive. They left him unsupervised in a corner for 20 minutes, returning when a timer sounded.

Gabriel was unconscious and blue in the face. He was rushed to hospital, where he died the following night surrounded by his family.

In a report published yesterday, Coroner Catherine Rudel-Tessier concluded the child suffocated. She said the teachers at the special-needs school in Saint-Jean-sur-Richelieu, Que., failed to follow guidelines for the blankets, which are used commonly to calm autistic children.

"He was only 53 pounds, he was so small," Gilles Poirier, the boy's father said at a news conference yesterday. "How can they wrap him up like that in a 40-pound blanket? How can this treatment be tolerated?"

It can't, or shouldn't be tolerated... but look... it happened, didn't it?

Ms. Rudel-Tessier said proper use of the blanket called for a child to be rolled at most once and for his head to be left uncovered. The blanket was to be used as a relaxation therapy, not as a punishment, and teachers were supposed to keep an eye on children using the blankets.

More ignorant "teachers" with their own rules on human behavior...

"A child rolled 'at least four times' in such a heavy blanket is under restraint," the coroner wrote.

Jean-Pierre Menard, a lawyer representing Gabriel's parents, is calling for changes to legislation to control the use of restraints in schools. The parents are also planning to sue the Hautes-Rivieres school board.

As they should. They should pick every bone from the rotten corpse of that school district.

The coroner said use of the blankets should be ceased until clear guidelines are established. Basic rules would include ensuring the blanket is not too heavy for the child, never covering the child's head, ensuring that vital signs can always be observed, never rolling the child in the blanket and ensuring the child can get out if he wants to.

More importantly, "random" objects should not be used for punishment just because a "teacher" thinks it would be a good idea. Like when [our] parents broke wooden spoons on our rear ends, shoved soap into our mouths and whipped us with belts...

Kathleen Provost, executive director of the Autism Society of Canada, said weighted blankets can be calming for autistic children when used under the guidance of an occupational therapist. "They have a therapeutic use and can be relaxing," she said.

This is true. i am much more comfortable with pressure. i ache to have a bed partner. Not for sex (though that's nice, too). Heavy blankets, NOT the therapeutic one mentioned in this story, have always been a comfort to me, but i must have adequate access to breathing cool air to compensate for the pressure and the temperature build-up.

Mr. Menard said the parents were surprised to learn Gabriel had been placed in the blanket as a punishment. The school board had initially said it was a natural death and that Gabriel had gone under the blanket on his own.

In other words, they lied. Lied lied lied. Gone "under" the blanket is not at all similar to being wrapped more than four times in the thing.

"The principal said they found Gabriel under the blanket and he wasn't breathing. The parents thought that something had happened while he was sleeping and that was how he died," Mr. Menard said. He said the school board later told the media that Gabriel had hidden under the blanket.

In other words, they lied. Lied lied lied.

Mr. Poirier said he cannot understand why his child was placed in a restraint. "He was a very gentle boy," he said. "Sometimes he was loud, but he was never aggressive or violent. I just don't understand how this happened," he said, tears streaming down his face.

ghamilton@nationalpost.com

It happened because there was an arrogant, ignorant fool in power over children who are taught to obey mindlessly. This is a humanitarian crime. This is murder.

the credit, and special thanks, goes to the original author Graeme Hamilton at National Post in Canada.

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Saturday, July 12, 2008

that's all you get

too painful to read it, but, apparently,
not too painful for me to live it.

i'm punished for fighting and punished for trying to die,
even though my suicidal gestures have been only that,
... really.

what i do, never enough - what i've tolerated doesn't count.
my disability means nothing; i don't even have one, cunts.

i've nothing left to give because i've given it all,
yet i'm told to "give", "be", "do", "shut up"
"write a book", "he's manipulative"

faith, self love, trust in jesus
pray, masturbate, wish upon a falling star

humanity, just beasts
the world, nothing & nowhere

fuck, shit, piss.
pointless entry
pointless blog

in the end,
i get nothing,
so i'll give nothing.

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i'm much worse, now, thanks

now i have three more betrayals to keep my mind at disease.
dis ease and disease. same word. different pronunciation. same meaning, in my book.

so how do i sleep and be at peace now?
i want to screw you all. and i don't mean fucking.
i feel raped, pillaged and disposed of as convenient.

thinking hurts more than before
when i can think straight at all
you learned nothing, all this time.

the friends, nothing
the parents, nothing

i'm much much worse, now, thanks so much
for adding to the mental disease i cannot wash out.

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Wednesday, July 09, 2008

Punish the Suicidal Instead of Helping Them

UPDATED HERE: NowPublic.com (re-dated for the day i was released from hospitalization prison)

Instead of asking ourselves how we contributed to the choice of self termination (or how we complacently did nothing - how we maybe could have helped prevent it, as a society, in general), let's call them sick and selfish! Let us, in our arrogance and antipathy, rush them along to the end! (Joe calls this the "Feeding Frenzy: people don't kick people WHEN they're down, they kick them BECAUSE they're down.")

What if you have everything that makes you who you are taken from you?What if your every waking and sleeping moment is filled with memories of rejection, harassment, abuse, or never feeling allowed to just plain be a part of society? How fucking righteous would you really be when all you can remember is cold, heartless disinterest or outright cruelty? See what choices YOU make when you have only ONE left that offers relief.

But no, we don't accept suicide as an option. No sir, not in this nation. Suicide is selfish and stupid. Just like abortion is selfish and stupid. Just like being vegetarian is stupid and pointless.

Suicide isn't painless, but maybe more people need to LISTEN TO ACTUAL SUICIDAL PEOPLE; practice EMPATHY! Discover why suicide becomes hope for relief.

fuck it; people still don't even believe in Asperger's Syndrome. Comprehending suicide as freedom is even more difficult to grasp.

disturbed (a "short summary" of what disturbs me about this world)

http://dysamoria.com/blog/2007/12/disturbed.html

"Google" search "suicide" (go to "Read This First")
http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&q=suicide&btnG=Google+Search

Here's a PERFECT excerpt from the above "Read This First" page:
"Start by considering this statement:

“Suicide is not chosen; it happens
when pain exceeds
resources for coping with pain.”

That’s all it’s about. You are not a bad person, or crazy, or weak, or flawed, because you feel suicidal. It doesn’t even mean that you really want to die - it only means that you have more pain than you can cope with right now. If I start piling weights on your shoulders, you will eventually collapse if I add enough weights... no matter how much you want to remain standing. Willpower has nothing to do with it. Of course you would cheer yourself up, if you could.

Don’t accept it if someone tells you, “that’s not enough to be suicidal about.” There are many kinds of pain that may lead to suicide. Whether or not the pain is bearable may differ from person to person. What might be bearable to someone else, may not be bearable to you. The point at which the pain becomes unbearable depends on what kinds of coping resources you have. Individuals vary greatly in their capacity to withstand pain.

When pain exceeds pain-coping resources, suicidal feelings are the result. Suicide is neither wrong nor right; it is not a defect of character; it is morally neutral. It is simply an imbalance of pain versus coping resources.

You can survive suicidal feelings if you do either of two things: (1) find a way to reduce your pain, or (2) find a way to increase your coping resources. Both are possible." - © Copyright 1995-2006 Martha Ainsworth. All rights reserved.

1. My reduction of pain, or attempts thereof, have been to seek to understand people better so as to work with them better. i tried my damned hardest to harmonize at work with a sociopath who was impossible to please.

2. My attempts at increasing my coping mechanisms have been through art and other solitary activities. These no longer work because the big issue is isolation and loneliness. So i have sought companionship (from females, in a romantic sense). Somehow, i manage to locate just the right people who say all the right things to me up front... and become someone else later. They blame ME for their changed attitude like the mason blames the stone.

UPDATE 2: from a comment on NowPublic by an editor:
jordan at 10:41 on July 10th, 2008
The Golden Gate Bridge has a suicide-prevention hotline phone on the city-side approach. Sometimes it's out of order!

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Tuesday, July 01, 2008

repeat

NOTE: this is a repeat, i think.


days, hours
months, or
something

these are the end days
my end days, for your fun
now i will push as far as i can

there's not much left to do
nor give, 'sides my heart,
with its wretched limits, too

so, push
shove
crawl right up in my face

i owe you the blood
the pain
and tears

wasted on you

all my strain was for you
if you care
which you don't

so

suckle right up till the white
becomes red
empty me out, and be fed

these are the end days
of a battle i never embraced
it's your fantasy, to rule or destroy

and you have done to me
the worst of both worlds

so push, crawl, shove,
and with teeth, be sure to chew and injest
infest your distress upon me

these are my end days
closer than i hoped they would be
and oh so much more real, now

but i know i was better than you
oh i know i was much better than most

well...

i know i was much better than you.

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Friday, June 13, 2008

takeout only

i can't ignore the world's demands
but it sure as hell ignores my needs

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Saturday, June 07, 2008

neuroracism: still fighting to kill children's will to live

TO: The Entire St. Lucie County School Board (HensleyK@stlucie.k12.fl.us, IngersollT@stlucie.k12.fl.us, MillerJ@stlucie.k12.fl.us, CarvelliJ@stlucie.k12.fl.us, HilsonC@stlucie.k12.fl.us)
RE: Alex Barton's Human Rights Violated
B/CC: Friends, parents, family, lawmakers, Human Rights Organizations, etc.


i'm ... horrified... - No, that word isn't strong enough. i'm DISGUSTED... - No, that's still not enough to express my OUTRAGE...

Wendy Portillo's display of ignorance and cruelty is inhuman. i would hope she loses her employment over this disgusting act of neuroracism and intolerance. It goes beyond intolerance. Her students have learned, at 5-years of age, that they can exclude other children by force simply because they do not "like" something about them. This is the birthplace of bullying, which is mental abuse (and leads to physical abuse). This is anti-education. It is the spread of ignorance to those who are there to be taught. Wendy Portillo's ignorance has just become a powerful message of cruelty to those who will replicate it and those who have been victimized by it.

i should know: i have Asperger's Syndrome. i always have. Alex Barton at least has the opportunity i never had: proper diagnoses and proper care... but Wendy Portillo has sabotaged Alex Barton's chances for a better future. Because of the cruelty and insensitive abuse he was subjected to, in front of an entire class of peers and executed BY an authority figure (Ms. Portillo), he now has great potential to become... LIKE ME.

http://dysamoria.com

i was abused and harassed from day one. There was no diagnostics for me and none were pending or in progress until i forced my way through the ignorant medical system almost four years ago, starting at age 29. i'm 32 now. NOW i have my diagnosis. It is far too little and far too late. People like your Ms. Portillo have ruined my ability to function as an independent adult... long before i became one.

i was timid and had probably many of the same difficulties as your "teacher's" victim Alex Barton; the "authority" and the peers were judgmental and ignorant. i was victimized by constant "corrections," intimidating, confusing and illogical instruction by "authority figures" and penalized with horribly non-applicable "disciplinary actions." i was disallowed advocation, accommodation, compassion or empathy. i learned very quickly that i was worthless in a world of cold, empathy-devoid, hate-filled monsters. i fought throughout my entire life and i lost. The last battlefield was employment by Kutztown University of PA. Diversity? Human Rights? Unions? Law? Nothing. No rights. No support. Where there is no money, there is no way. Where there is no mental stamina, there is no ability to FIGHT to seek help.

How old is Alex Barton? FIVE?? We're talking about a CHILD. What chances are there for him? Are his parents wealthy and able to spend millions fighting ignorance in institutionalized thinking environments like your school?

i thought children were supposed to be our most precious assets and were to be protected at all costs... but apparently that is a falsehood ... merely mystical fantasy and propaganda. Apparently, it is sanctioned by "authority figures" to grotesquely abuse children born with neurological differences from "the norm" because "someone doesn't like them."

St. Lucie... Saint!?!? This is not a name applicable to a domain run by antipathy, racism, intolerance, ignorance and cruelty. What's the two letter abbreviation for "demon?"

There should be a warning notice on your website which indicates that children of differing neurology are unwelcome and will be tossed out like filthy refuse.

i DARE you to look me in the eyes, via my website and my blog, and see what people have made of me by treating me as your school has treated Alex Barton. Tell me that my life of suffering and abuse is acceptable and then go tell Alex Barton what he is likely to become because people under YOUR AUTHORITY are allowed to propagate fear, hatred, cruelty, ignorant judgment, and neuroracism. Look into OUR eyes and tell us that we are inhuman in yours; tell us that we are worthless.
"Alex hasn't been back to school since then, and Barton said he won't be returning. He starts screaming when she brings him with her to drop off his sibling at school.

Thursday night, his mother heard him saying "I'm not special" over and over.

Barton said Alex is reliving the incident."
You enabled and allowed this mental damage to be done to an extremely impressionable and pliable human child's mind. i KNOW what reliving toxic experiences is like. i experience it every day and night. i cannot sleep. My brain will not rest. i am on disability because sociopathic cruelty and neuroracism forced me from a career i loved and excelled at. The organ in my skull called a brain is failing because of insomnia, a lifelong struggle for those with autism, made terminal via lifelong abuse. When i close my eyes and dream, i scream, i yell, i am abused again and again by reliving remixes of the abuse.

Look Alex Barton in the eyes and tell him that you condemn him to a life of misery and disability. A life condemned to being "less than," living in an intolerant society that WILL beat him down no matter how hard he tries.
Thursday night, his mother heard him saying "I'm not special" over and over.

Barton said Alex is reliving the incident."
...Alex is reliving the incident.
...Alex is reliving the incident.
...Alex is reliving the incident.
...Alex is reliving the incident.

Creatures like YOUR KIND have damned me to a life of Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, sleep seizures, nightmares, Borderline Personality Disorder, toxic memory replays, human rights violations, harassment, social abandonment, isolation and what is becoming terminal insomnia (the state supplied disability health "coverage" refuses me access to the ONE medication that can help my brain attain delta wave sleep, the only stage in which the brain, as an organ, can rest and repair damage from stress and activity).

...Alex is reliving the incident.
...Alex is reliving the incident.
...Alex is reliving the incident.
...Alex is reliving the incident.

i hope your school's reputation is forced to relive this indecent event as a permanent public relations scar; a reminder of when your school violated- no- RAPED the developing mind of a fragile 5-year-old CHILD with ignorance, neuroracism and intolerance.

-jace cavacini
adult with autism, shunned by society and harassed into disability by antipathy for 32+ years.

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Sunday, June 01, 2008

elderly abusing disabled people??

"Elder Abuse" is a term to describe the abuse of elderly people. This can occur in the home (by relatives or outpatient-care nurses) or in group homes for the elderly (by employees). It's a terrible- no- horrible problem. Often these abused persons have no way of seeking help. Who would believe the "crazy old person" when telling tales of otherworldly treatment in a facility designed to care for elders when they need assistance?

It's all too true and all too real.

To make matters worse, there's another way of using the word "elderly" with the word "abuse." It is being discovered as another frightening and growing trend that elderly people are abusing younger people who have disabilities.

You read that correctly.

First, think about a few issues elderly people face:

  1. Isolation and loneliness - not all elderly people have spouses or close friends, as these support persons may have died off. They're lonely and ...
  2. Boredom - i'm sure you've had times where you felt like stomping bugs or throwing spitballs because you were just THAT horribly bored. Lack of intellectual stimulus leads to atrophy of the intellect. Combine that with number one, above, isolation and loneliness... you get lots of impulses to occupy yourself with ANYTHING, including things that... well... really don't matter. Obsessing over the lawn. Worse, things that aren't your business, like other people's lawns.
  3. Decades of baggage - i don't mean luggage. i refer to decades of unhandled emotional problems. Problems which may have been marginal and manageable when items 1 and 2 above were not problems have a tendency to grow into monster problems. OCD, paranoia, insecurities, low self esteem, etc. These become pathological and dangerous to harmonious interaction with neighbors and family members.
  4. Social ignorance - i do not suggest elderly people are stupid. i suggest that they are out of touch with modern awareness of things such as disabilities, which is the focal point of this article.

Now, instead of ONLY giving you my likely-biased personal examples, i will first bring to you the comments posted on a forum called "Butch-Femme" which deals with supporting individuals with gender role issues. They had a particularly interesting thread about cyber bullying and other types of harassment. i will quote the relevant comments below:

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Originally Posted by 909 Pervertions

hi there everyone

... i liked the information you posted regarding PTSD as a result of bullying, because i am working right now with a housing authority, fair housing officer, legal rights, & the civil rights commission [plus more contacts], on this very issue-

senior citizens have been doing the bullying- i.e., targeting & exploiting individuals who may have serious/sensitive vulnerabilities along the lines of mental/neurological/emotional- and it's been a surreal scenario because the senior citizens are claiming "elder abuse!" they look like neatly dressed senior citizens with fearful expressions and are convincing as can be- except - they've been caught in the act with pretty heavy duty acts of discrimination...

their "deliberate" behaviours: targeting; stalking; threatening; hate-crimes; animal cruelty; discrimination; and so on- have created personal hells for their targets because it interferes not only in the victims use all common areas, public transportation, and personal safety within that particular community, it's broader still- the bullies have "recruited" people from outside of the housing community- so- the bus who picks up some of the mentally ill people for example, doesn't offer rides because the supervisor is a friend of the main bully at the residental community, who has listened to all of the gossip, accusations, and- so on...

i met and helped a woman over a year ago [reinstated transportation rights, no small undertaking! she needed the bus in order to visit the market to have food-] - she had her "rights" all along- but has a mental illness & besides the bus intimidation, had been bullied for using the sidewalk, laundry room, playing bingo, et c for come to find out- humiliated, ostracized, name-called, et c for *** 8 *** years inside [and outside] of her community- it's how i uncovered the discrimination / senior citizen bullies there-

the senior citizens would ring up the police department [and fire department] and have an officer dispatched at an odd hour to the home[s] of their target[s]- for everything under the stars, although nothing was "found" by the officer during the call... the bullies managed to further add stress/anxiety levels of the targeted individuals by disrupting sleep schedules...

patterns began to emerge - the seniors contacted the police stating they were being harrassed by the mentally ill- and feared the Victims- were out to get The Seniors !

hypervigilant- not paranoid- targets figured out whatever they were blamed for doing, is exactly what the bullies were up to- it was projected: blamed/reversed on the victims ...

the bullies are presently being dealt with by law enforcement, housing, and possibly a trial is in the not too distant future...
...
909
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Is this story shocking to you? It wasn't shocking to me. In fact, this was pointed out to me by a friend who visits and comments on my blog. He did some searching to see if there were other examples of my personal struggles with elderly neighbors and sent me the link to 909's posting. This friend has been a wonderful assistance to me.

Another quote:

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Originally Posted by 909 Pervertions

Is bullying of adults seen as a lesser crime, a lesser concern?

dear bardicsong

i found this question of particular interest - many resources/support systems often can be fairly accessible for [parents of] children &/or young adults who are experiencing victimizing- stressful-frightening- circumstances: bullying; disabilities; medical conditions; and so on...

the adult appears to have minimal apertures in some, but not all support systems- perhaps not so much with the mainstream groups for depression and/or ptsd, medical illnesses, et c... bullying , and the emotional impact [in addition to physical/spiritual/intellectual] for adults who may be dealing with a disability of some sort is more complicated at times, in actual presentation of symptoms...

the victim bullied [with or without disability] may be seen as a crazy adult who *should * know better- there are multiple scenarios whenever an individual has not the typical *coping skills * to begin with- bullying can create so many frustrations for the victim, who may be trying to stand up for herself that she actually appears as a bully...

disabled/vulnerable people are just the ones certain bullies target/seek out- there's a spectrum of bully-types, as there are people on the spectrum with autism, depression, intelligence, support systems, comprehension of what defines bullying, and more...

i sure hope this makes sense- there are excellent contributions in this thread- thanking you all-

all the best to everyone!

respectfully,
909
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i couldn't have said these things better myself. Just for the hell of it, here's the reply i sent to 909:

i am high functioning autistic. AS, to be specific. i was directed to your posting, 909, by a friend who is into relationships research. This is what i had to say:

"This is incredible. Just a few days ago, i went out into my back yard to pick berries from my overweighted golden raspberry bush... i was out there no longer than 5 minutes and the wacko on my right came out to harass me about my lawn (which is not breaking any ordinances), my pale of lawn pullings (it's been sitting there to dry and allow the bugs to bail out, so i can use it for mulch to keep the weeds down where i have intentionally planted stuff, like the berry bushes), and so on. i literally fear going outside because one jerk or the other will come out to harass me. i even considered calling the police to make a complaint. This woman came out no less than four times and WATCHED ME from her door, sending complaints that i couldn't and didn't care to hear. i tried to take it all in stride and just say "yeah yeah" and not even look at her, but i shouldn't even have to deal with it. i resolved to tell the next one who harasses me "Could you possibly allow me to have peace in my own yard!!!""


BOTH next door neighbors are senior citizens. BOTH of them treat me like the problem is MINE. The one on the right is OCD and cannot stand my yard. The one on the left is OCD+ other things and has harassed me, outright, while working in my own yard WITH a witness!!!

i have PTSD from a life time of mental abuse. i have insomnia and other parasomnias from the same (and from my neurology). i WAS a functioning member of society, earning a living, working a professional job training people on technology use. The straw that broke me was more like a giant redwood crashing through the back of my skull, thrown at me by people i thought were friends and professionals. My immediate supervisor at work is a sociopath. He lied to me, manipulated me, and finally harassed me to no end. The dean of our dept., his boss, told me all kinds of things to put me at ease when i finally walked off the job in tears and later came back. Months later, because i kept my mouth shut like the dean advised, SHE was spewing the same crap out of her mouth that HE had been. i was told by others at my workplace that the dean tends to believe whoever gets to her first and my sociopathic boss was ALWAYS using and abusing ANY opportunity to talk me down in front of others (since he finally had had it made clear that i wasn't going to take it from him any more).

Both bosses showed neuroracism and age-related prejudice.

i have a lot of talk about it on my blog at http://dysamoria.com , but i just wanted to say that your posting, 909, totally amazed me. It also makes me feel slightly LESS specifically targeted.

i've known for a long time how people think about neurological disorders and general disabilities and i know the elderly have an even worse viewpoint on it, as if it is a chosen lifestyle. Both next door neighbors have extreme anti-social problems and psychological problems of their own. They obsess (OBSESS) over their yards and they harass me and intimidate, and threaten me about mine. When do they do it? WHEN i'm WORKING on my yard!!!!!

i don't know why it's like this (actually i do, i have traits of autistic savant genius)... i wish it weren't like this and it's driving me insane (as if being on disability from constant social/mental abuse hasn't done enough damage). If you want to use me as a reference example of the same thing happening elsewhere, feel free to get in contact with me. The one "my age" neighbor told me just yesterday that the neighbor on my left side HATES her (this girl is, IMO, quite like myself, but she has a stronger stomach than myself and apparently doesn't let it get to her somehow).

anyway... thanks for sharing that information

dysamoria at dysamoria dot com.

i have since been harassed again. The following is an email i sent to my local police chief (and soon i will share this article with him as well. For context, the two elderly neighbors on the immediate left and right of my row home have harassed me primarily about ... my yard.

Quote:

Hello Chief,

To follow-up: my father and i worked on my yards today after i came home from the hospital. i have cropping to do yet around plants i am nurturing, but the yard no longer has foot-tall grass. i also edged the front yard since the dirt was encroaching upon the sidewalk, then sweaped-up the mess.

Yesterday, before entering my home when my dad dropped me off from the hospital, i pulled tall grass out with my hands (while wearing my EEG) because i respect the responsibility to take care of my yard in ways that it affects my neighbors; i don't want anyone to be required to tromp through the grass between street and sidewalk. So, i'm actually pretty aware of and conscientious of these things, even if i can't always act on it immediately. i appreciate your reminder and assistance, though :)

Also, i wanted to ask that you make a "polite reminder" to Anna that she mind her own business. As has happened EVERY TIME that i've worked on my yard from day ONE in Coplay to TODAY, i was trimming and she came out to harass me. She stood on my yard, approached me, attempting to "talk" to me. i had ear plugs in to protect from the trimmer noise and i KNEW she was there to harass me, so i ignored her for a minute. Finally, after i could no longer handle her lurking and picking at the ground, i turned off the trimmer and faced her (she was standing only 1 foot from me already). i didn't even get a chance to talk before she started "asking" if i was going to remove "those weeds over there" (pointing to the area i had previously started cleaning up BY HAND, while wearing an EEG, YESTERDAY). i told her "Do you see me working here?" She replied "Yes, but," and i interrupted by continuing "i am working on my yard." She then started AGAIN to complain and i again interrupted her by saying: "i'm taking care of my responsibility. Go back to your own place." She tried to "win" an argument i was not having by telling me "Never mind" and then walked away. About 15 to 20 minutes later, while i was out front again, Anna was "conspicuously whispering" to Rich's wife (the neighbor next door down, i don't remember her name) and i felt that she was complaining about me because Rich's wife politely gave "mmm hmm" responses without saying anything. Rich's wife's kids were playing with Mary's kids. Mary and Sam are on the other side of Dotty/Dorothy, the other elderly neighbor who has harassed me, in the opposite direction. Dotty has not bothered me in months, though she did ignore me when walking past me as i was sweeping up HER side of the cement walkway prior to making a mess with edging (which i cleaned up).

Anna has Obsessive Compulsive Disorder and is passive-aggressive. i know this because of three years of observation. i personally feel that her argumentative and passive-aggressive personality is what put her husband in the ground. Her type of behavior is extremely toxic to me because it is exactly what i dealt with at KU. It is what i suffered most of my life while trying to "be the good boy" and do as people instructed. Trying to comply with passive-aggressive people lost me my job because they cannot be satisfied. Ever. The next time she harasses me, i will contact Coplay Police and ask to press harassment charges against her. i cannot continue to allow people free reign over me like this, whether they are "old" or not. She's OCD and passive-aggressive and it's not an "old age problem" alone. It's an anti-social disorder, as in "anti society." i'm doing more than my part in trying to fit into society. i don't see why i should suffer the anti-social harassments and abuses of people who skate just along the edge of legality when they strike just because they're old or not breaking the law conspicuously. i do believe i have the right to live and work in non-hostile environments. My right at work was violated. i don't want to continue having it violated in my own yard WHILE i am COMPLYING with the requirements of the society.

Please forgive my complaining nature. i'm not directing this at YOU in any way other than "you're the person who deals with the community as a member of the social support structure." i blame nothing on you or on Coplay. i blame poorly "trained" individuals who wont allow other individuals to live without harassment; you're not one of those problem individuals. i appreciate your help and your communication VERY much and hope that we can continue to maintain and grow our understandings of each other.

OCD reference: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/OCD
Passive-aggressive reference: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Passive-aggression#Common_signs
These and this: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Malicious_compliance are several of the things that abusive people have demonstrated while abusing me in my lifetime, among others, like sociopathy (not a great reference but best i could find at the moment since WikiPedia refuses to acknowledge it just like the DSM-IV TR).

Thank you for your time, your consideration and, most importantly, your patience.

-jace

p.s.: my EEG gear looks like this:
http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3111/2528464721_576de8328a_b.jpg

and i've updated my blog with a similar account of events... don't know if you still check it out or not.

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Interesting? Boring? Sorry. Go read other stories about bombs and politics.

Unbelievable? Sorry, but it's all too real. i used to think that, were i in a wheelchair, people would be more patient and kind to me because they could SEE my disability. Maybe that's just not true. Maybe there are some people who just will never care about another person outside their own personal interests. i mean, wouldn't you stop and think a moment after your neighbor has posted signs on his door about not being able to tolerate further abuse and then when seeing that same neighbor wearing an ambulatory EEG on his head with a recorder on his hip... would you be more likely to show patience or would you just assume the guy is" a crazy adult who *should * know better??"

Human beings have a terrible habit of abusing members of their own species and their own communities. i fail to see the relevance in excusing anyone for age. Being impolite and rude is a little more universally understood than "autism," so why do so many people fail the most basic of rules of engagement when interacting with other people?

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Friday, May 30, 2008

the fuckers win again: nightmares, sleep seizures

all of the stress caused by the recent topics below lead me to hours of undrugged, exhausted sleep where i had nightmares unending, paralysis and seizure activity. my existence is torture and the blame goes to all of the various motherfuckers listed below this posting on into the last three years. when do i get my relief and my payback for suffering your fucking sociopathic society's abuse??

To: board.directors@covidien.com, investor.relations@covidien.com, wayde.mcmillan@covidien.com, cole.lannum@covidien.com, david.young@covidien.com, grants.administrator@covidien.com, "Spencer, Gina"
Date: May 30, 3:50am.

i just spent the last several hours suffering nightmares, not resting, and ending up with a sleep seizure because of the compounded stresses of having to deal with your lousy company and people like mr. joe doria for far too long.

your organization is sociopathic. it has no moral or ethical responsibility. it's all talk and will talk and lawyer its way out of any responsibility of any kind. corporate entities like covidien are a cruel joke and cancer on society itself.

stop claiming to care when all that really matters to your corporation is money and disclaiming all responsibility for its actions.

your company, and the rest of the abusers i've suffered my 32 years of autistic life owe me millions in compensation. instead, you just legalese and BS your way through everything.

law should put your business down permanently.

you should be ashamed from the highest levels to the bottom.


-jace cavacini
victim of abuse since childhood, soon to be dead from it.

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Thursday, May 29, 2008

passive-aggressive neighborhoods...

my father and i worked on my lawn today after he brought me home from a check of my ambulatory EEG wiring at hospital.
Yesterday, after he dropped me off from the hospital, i pulled tall grass with my hands (while wearing my EEG) because i my trimmer batteries needed charging. i respect the responsibility to take care of my yard in how it affects my neighbors; why make anyone tromp through grass between their vehicles and the sidewalk?

... Back to today...


As has happened EVERY TIME i've worked on my yard, from day ONE at my house, while i was trimming, my elderly neighbor Anna came out to harass me. She stood on my yard, approached me, attempting to "talk" to me. i wore ear plugs to protect from the trimmer noise. i KNEW Anna was there to harass me. i tried to ignore her. Finally, i could no tolerate no more.


i turned off the trimmer and faced her (she was only one foot from me already). i didn't get a chance to talk before she started "asking" if i was going to "remove those weeds over there" (pointing to the area i had previously started cleaning up BY HAND, while wearing an EEG, YESTERDAY).
i told her "Do you see me working here?"
She replied "Yes, but-"

i interrupted with: "i am working on my yard."
She then started AGAIN to complain and i again interrupted her:
"i'm taking care of my responsibility. Go back to your own place."
She tried to "win" an argument i was not having by telling me "Never mind" and then walked away.
About 15 to 20 minutes later, Anna was "conspicuously whispering" to another neighbor; i felt the "spidey sense tingling" ... seemed she was complaining about me. The second woman politely gave "mmm hmm" responses without words.

On the opposite side of me lives Dotty/Dorothy, the other elderly neighbor who has harassed me. She's not bothered me in months, though she ignored the hell outta me walking past me as i was sweeping-up HER side of the walkway.

Anna has Obsessive Compulsive Disorder and is passive-aggressive. Dotty is passive-aggressive and maybe has OCD a bit, too. i know this because of three years of ob
servation. i personally feel Anna's argumentative and passive-aggressive personality is what put her husband in the ground.

These types of behavior are extremely toxic. Especially to me. It's exactly what i dealt with at KU. It 's what i suffered most of my life while trying to "be the good boy" and do as people instructed. Trying to comply with passive-aggressive people lost me my job because these people cannot be satisfied.

Not Ever.

The next time Anna harasses me, i'll contact the police and pr
ess harassment charges. i cannot continue to allow people free reign over me like this, whether they are "old" or not. OCD and passive-aggressive disorder aren't just "old age problems." They're anti-social disorders, as in "anti society." i'm doing more than my part, trying to fit into society. i don't see why i should suffer anti-social harassments and abuses by people who skate just along the edge of legality when they strike... just because "they're old" or because they're "not breaking the law conspicuously."

"Bullying isn't illegal" - Sharon Picus,
HR Manager, Kutztown University, Sociopath.

i believe i have the right to live and work in non-hostile environments. That right at work was violated. i won't continue allowing it to be violated in my own goddamned yard WHIL
E i am COMPLYING with the requirements of the society.

OCD reference
Passive-aggressive reference
Malicious_compliance (related to above and what i've suffered)
Sociopathy reference (not a great reference but best i could find quickly and better than Wiki's because Wiki's pedantic and inflexible nature of not including information that's not agreed to by the shitty DSM-IV TR. More about sociopathy on my blog).


(00:35 - heart palpitation, sitting on shitter, typing these recent blogs on laptop)

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Thursday, May 08, 2008

fuck you, elise & the gang




hey cruel selfish liar,
perhaps you didn't get my first email:

your packages of love-lies are sitting on my porch
you lying rapist.
take them away before one of the neighborhood freaks steals them.

bowls, wine, letters of lies, postcards of lies, etc... in that big wooden box and smaller postal bos. i put all my Postal Service CDs in the big box too, since i can't listen to them without thinking of you. like giving expensive paints to the asshole judy who fucked me up after you (though no where near as well as you did)... take my stuff because i can't enjoy it without it reminding me of you and making me fucking miserable. not only did you rape my heart, you raped my musical pleasure.

"i decided that the next guy i was going to date would have to like The Postal Service!"

childish shallow crap.

take it all away.

you also still owe me over $400 for those plane tickets you wasted. the exact amount is on my blog somewhere. you know, that blog i started out of love for you. the first entry, an apology. to you. out of shame for yelling at you
WHEN YOU DESERVED IT!
NO LOVE.
YOU DESERVED TO BE SPIT AT
IN THE FACE for your selfish CRUELTY.

"so, are we still not talking?"

YOU ARROGANT, SELFISH, EMPATHY-DEVOID
PRESUMPTIVE BITCH.

3 years since you RAPED ME and i STILL can't get you out of my body.

i hope you grow up some day, you selfish asshole. you're dangerous. and sick.
but no, i'm the fuckin' crazy loser without income or ability to function... yeah, that's fair.

i should have stopped talking to you the moment you told me what you did to Treg.
"i think i hurt him" you said, repeatedly, as if that relieved you of the responsibility.
i should have told you right then that you were a selfish fucking tease.

you were so afraid that i would reject you, yet i accepted all kinds of SHIT about you.
such as being a selfish bitch who takes what she wants from whom she wants it and then leaves,
randomly, suddenly, without respect, without responsibility, without the slightest bit of humanity.

"i don't want to be his lover."

"ANY MORE," you should have added. because you sure as fuck wanted to be his lover at some point. and he believed it, just like stupid fucking me.
you should have said all your shit to me with the prologue of "for this fraction of time, this is what i want... and i will change my mind as is suits me, no matter what kind of damage it does, because i wont take responsibility for my actions nor how they affect other people. other people don't matter."

on Okcupid.com your personality type is "the sudden departure." it describes you perfectly.

you were so afraid of me rejecting you that you chose to reject ME and turn everything into a LIE.
ASSHOLE!

telling you to fuck off once you admitted your abuse of Treg might have saved me.
maybe i could have saved my fucking sanity.
maybe without being totally DICKED OVER by YOU, maybe without being totally SMASHED to fucking nothing, maybe i might have had more stamina left in me to tolerate the sociopathic abuses dealt to me by my fucking employers,

which you had ZERO compassion or empathy for me dealing with... it was like an irritation... an annoyance... how dare i have problems on my end... i'm not allowed to have a heart and soul. that's only for YOU.

you yourself are just as cruel and antisocial as they are.

you know, i had a job... you remember how amazed with my grown-up adult realman stuff, right?
the job i was driven out of because i did my BEST and it threatened sociopathic SHITHEADS

the job where i was so stressed, yet you didn't give a fuck... you used my problems with my job as more reason to pass your arrogant judgment against me. that i'm weak. that i'm irresponsible some how.

YOU'RE the most irresponsible person i've met.

"In my family, i'm kind of considered the clown."
Maybe that's because you act like one. like an asshole clown.
inconsistent. random. selfish. arrogant yet ignorant. immature.

without YOU fucking up my life
maybe i'd still have a job, even.

so, how many more Tregs have there been since me, you cyclic borderliner?

i'm unemployed, terminally insomniac, have severe PTSD, constant nightmares, neighbors who harass me, a measly $50/month of foodstamps,
disability checks that just barely cover my mortgage (you know that house owning thing that you thought was so "real man"
but that you also hated the idea of because of your fear of actually growing up), more than $30K in debt accumulated to distract myself from suicide and one motherfucker of a suicidal ideation. oh and i'm autistic, too. have been my whole life. somehow justifying everyone shitting on me. somehow making it all okay that i've been abused my whole fucking life.

but what the FUCK do YOU care. you only care about YOU. elise fucking brown and whatever she can take from others for herself.

i'm SICK of being FUCKED OVER by assholes and just playing nice.

you promised me a life and instead you shattered it. you built me up and shit on me. was it fun?

"jace, i'm lonely" you whined at me, as if YOUR loneliness was justification to DICK OUT ON ME.

"i feel like a disappointing ass."
BECAUSE YOU ARE. you're WORSE, in fact.
using the word "disappointment" is like an INSULT.

I AM NOT YOUR PORN!
YOU USED ME AS YOUR OWN PRIVATE WEB WHORE.

you are selfish, cruel, rude, childish, immature, unkind, heartless, unstable, repetitious, full of shit and one big fucking lie.

why don't you gang up on me with all the other heartless assholes who dicked me over for their own selfish issues?

i'll help you get set up with jana, john and tammy, pete, judy, dana, sairuh and that sociopathic fuck jefferson.

you can all gang up and come kill me in some sick fucked up ritual of superiority.
despite all your fucking LIES, you're just like them. JUST THE SAME.
unable to follow through. unable to commit. unable to be real. unable to be sincere or honest.
socially inept. emotionally warped. sick, paranoid and selfish.

you had the chance to prove otherwise
you PROMISED to prove otherwise
and YOU FAILED MISERABLY.

so, kill me. please do it. there's no hope, no options, no drugs, no doctors. no lawyers to defend my rights. no money to buy law and rights. no motivation. no energy. no food.
so fucking kill me, you rapist.

you asked me if i could imagine what it's like to have someone jack off inside me... yeah, i can.
YOU DID JUST THAT TO ME.

i repeat: I AM NOT YOUR FUCKING PORN

now take away these "gifts" of elise lies, read them all and see how cruel and heartless you are and then do what you want with them.
it might help to refresh your memory, what memory you haven't erased for convenience, by reading all the fucking emails you
sent to me, too. how you DROVE this passionate relationship and then FUCKED IT ALL AWAY like it meant nothing.
BECAUSE IT MEANT NOTHING to you. SO EASY FOR YOU!!!!!!

SO TAKE IT BACK! TAKE IT THE FUCK BACK. i don't want the lies, the "gifts" the reminders... the BULLSHIT!
carve it out of my fucking soul with your claws so i don't have to feel your violation of me any more.
it's been YEARS and i still can't escape the feeling of violation you gifted to me.

"the catch" is sick of being dicked, fucked, raped, violated, used, abused, lied to and generally screwed.

"the catch" wants to die now. take your shit away, admit you're fucked up and let me die in peace.


"jace, you're a catch"
so you tossed me back to drown in a careless sea with your hook piercing my heart and lungs.
"you're a real man"
but you don't WANT a real man, apparently, just a TOY. just a fantasy boy.
"you treated me like a princess"
but you really prefer to be treated like a whore. you're better at it.
"you treated me better than anyone ever treated me"
and my reward was to be raped and thrown away like useless cunt garbage.
"you have no idea how many times guys have pulled out on me before i had a chance"
so then it must be totally fair in your sick twisted mind to do exactly that to others!

i am FUCKING SICK of justifications, LIES, BULLSHIT from girls, children, brats, like yourself.
justifications for being selfish fucking bitches who ENJOY FUCKING PEOPLE UP.

i haven't communicated with you in years and i STILL HEAR YOUR SHIT IN MY HEAD!!!!!!!

"well, then, i guess i'm just a selfish bitch"
YES, YOU ARE!!!!!!!!!

"i never said anything that wasn't emotionally valid at the time."

YOU FUCKING ANTISOCIAL LANGUAGE-MANIPULATING LIE.
you ARE the exact thing that you supposedly crusaded against:
POLITICAL BULLSHIT AND LIES. you learned well from them.
you're an antisocial murdering rapist of the worst kind:

the kind that gets away with it.

and i'm one of your many victims who will NEVER FORGET YOU.

you cut me deeper than three janas because you did the same fucking thing she did, damned her for it, but did it all just the same anyway... in a fraction of the time she took to do it. with more promises. more talk talk talk. lies lies lies.

part of my PTSD is YOU!

i wish i could hate you and write you off. like you so easily write people off.

"i was telling my mom, i think this might be the one."

you mean "the next one that i fuck over and rape heartlessly. did you tell your mom what you did to me in the end? did you tell her how much i hurt? did you tell her how hard i tried to hold on to you, as stupid as i am for it? did you mock me? make me out to be some horrible asshole like you made Pat? did you tell people how much worse than Pat i was?

DID YOU TELL PEOPLE WHAT YOU DID TO DESERVE BEING YELLED AT WITH VENOM??

"i'm not willing to give up just because it's hard right now."
and then you GAVE up. to make it more insulting, you added revisionism.

three fucking years
and i can't stop feeling the lies you fed me.
i want to die to escape it.

with some fucking stupid love (which tells me not to mail this to you because "what if...," which is really stupid fucking fantasy bullshit that i'm sick of harboring in my heart),

your ex-not-quite-boyfriend-or-lover and former plaything of six months, (you know, "the catch," the "real man"... the used tampon, the free custom porn, the vibrator, the loser you tossed away like nothing)...

-fucking jace cavafuckingcini

p.s.: two of the images attached were made for you. Made with the camera i bought JUST so i could send YOU photos to keep us in contact while unable to be together. kind of like my sister sending photos to her husband in Afghanistan. but that wasn't enough for you. NOT