This Makes me Cry

[Guest guest]

I guess I should be immune to all this by now, but I'm not.

Whenever I run into harsh communications between people on groups where we

should all be supportive of each other, it makes me very sad.

Just recently, I left a group of blind people who share their music and movies

and such, because I asked a question which was responded to by the following

note: " Can't you ever do anything besides complain? "

I contribute a lot to this list I'm talking about, and don't as a rule get

involved in off topic discussions.

One can call me sensitive, or childish, or whatever. But I left the group

because this harsh remark destabilized my mood disorder very badly.

We're all sitting in front of our computers, writing back and forth, to

strangers. None of us knows what's really going on in another person's life.

There's a movie that brings this out as starkly as it gets. In " The Fisher

King " , there's a scene in which an arrogant shock-jock made a rude comment to a

listener, who then went out and killed several people before turning the gun on

himself.

If you've seen this movie, you'll know how this person felt the consequences of

his actions for, if not the rest of his life, at least for a very long time.

The old idea of " sticks and stones will break my bones, but names will never

hurt me " is a lie from hell, if you ask me. Names do hurt.

Dealing with chronic pain is hard at the best of times. We have people who are

dealing with multiple disabilities and illnesses. We have the power to make each

other feel good, and able to struggle onward, or we have the power to snipe at

others from the comfort of our own home, and hurt people really badly.

Not everyone is made of stern stuff. For instance, my husband is a stone

fortress. Practically nothing bothers him. I'm made of tissue paper, because of

my depression, which, thanks to my body's not being able to tolerate

medications, is not being treated adequately.

Okay, I'm cycling through the same ideas here. I just hope we all remember these

things, and can bring each other support and 'fur', instead of hurting each

other.

Thea

[Guest guest]

That is exactly right Thea. None of us needed the attitude and in all the time I

have been a member of this group I have never experienced another person come

into the group and basically attack another member. We all have enough going on

and enough problems and I really didn't appreciate even having to read the

emails. always brightens my day and appears to always try and make

everyone welcome. The rudeness was uncalled for, let's all hope that is the

first and last time it happens.

Thank you again to for her kindness over the last few months.

I read all the emails although I don't always post!

On Aug 14, 2010, at 4:15 AM, " thea ramsay " <theethers@...> wrote:

> I guess I should be immune to all this by now, but I'm not.

> Whenever I run into harsh communications between people on groups where we

should all be supportive of each other, it makes me very sad.

> Just recently, I left a group of blind people who share their music and movies

and such, because I asked a question which was responded to by the following

note: " Can't you ever do anything besides complain? "

> I contribute a lot to this list I'm talking about, and don't as a rule get

involved in off topic discussions.

> One can call me sensitive, or childish, or whatever. But I left the group

because this harsh remark destabilized my mood disorder very badly.

> We're all sitting in front of our computers, writing back and forth, to

strangers. None of us knows what's really going on in another person's life.

> There's a movie that brings this out as starkly as it gets. In " The Fisher

King " , there's a scene in which an arrogant shock-jock made a rude comment to a

listener, who then went out and killed several people before turning the gun on

himself.

> If you've seen this movie, you'll know how this person felt the consequences

of his actions for, if not the rest of his life, at least for a very long time.

> The old idea of " sticks and stones will break my bones, but names will never

hurt me " is a lie from hell, if you ask me. Names do hurt.

> Dealing with chronic pain is hard at the best of times. We have people who are

dealing with multiple disabilities and illnesses. We have the power to make each

other feel good, and able to struggle onward, or we have the power to snipe at

others from the comfort of our own home, and hurt people really badly.

> Not everyone is made of stern stuff. For instance, my husband is a stone

fortress. Practically nothing bothers him. I'm made of tissue paper, because of

my depression, which, thanks to my body's not being able to tolerate

medications, is not being treated adequately.

> Okay, I'm cycling through the same ideas here. I just hope we all remember

these things, and can bring each other support and 'fur', instead of hurting

each other.

> Thea

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