Too many all at once

[outlier_lynn]

Maybe it's the season?

I'm in the middle of a "people are no damn good" period. I say middle because I don't seem ready to give it up at the moment.

I am tired of young people at the moment. And by young, I mean anyone under 45 especially those who act 7.

There are a few exceptions to this -- very, very few.

For the rest of you, you should know that I don't give a rat's ass if you are happy or not. I don't care one bit if you like me or not. And I am sure as hell not responsible for your happiness or unhappiness. So keep your whining about the unfair universe to yourself. Keep you rumor mongering to yourself.

I am just not interested in how bad your life is and how it's all someone else's fault.

Whine to me about how someone is making you unhappy and I will not be a sympathetic listener.

Take responsibility for your own happiness, your own fortunes and your own damn success. Keep your skewed view of the universe and your benighted sense of entitlement to yourself.

Comments

[leime.livejournal.com]

Whether you care or not, I do love you. You have led me to believe not all fathers are jerks, which is nice since all my personal examples have led other places. I thought I'd let Eric explain my dad's rantings which really pissed Eric off. I figured I'd tell you why I say my dad's an ass per Friday's Rocky Conversation

The Story: My cat had kittens. The runt of the litter was going to die per the heart condition and was told this by the vet. I was holding the week old kitten when it died. My mom told me I was comforting it in its last hour (my mom had been with me all day and knew I was playing with the kittens). My father came home from work and told me that I had squeezed the kitten to death. I was three years old.

Oh, and at 7, he told me I should have been an abortion.

I'm glad you're a good dad.

[crazed-lynn.livejournal.com]

I'm gladc you love me. I like love. :) Your dad was/is crazy. You are an exception. You take responsibility for your life. That's the key for getting on the exception list.

Love.

[cikevin.livejournal.com]

I don't give a rat's ass if you are happy or not...So keep your whining about the unfair universe to yourself.

I, on the other hand, do care about whether or not people on my friends list are happy, especially if I know them in person. If I don't care about their happiness and they don't post hot pictures of themselves, off they go.

Yes, we indulge in immature whining. Welcome to LiveJournal.

I actually feel bad about a whiny entitlement post from Christmas Eve. I suppose I could take the case that I should never complain about anything in my LJ ever again because at least I have it better than a starving person in a war-torn country, or because the majority of the world's population would probably kill to be in my position. At the time, though, I was on the verge of tears, and I figured that sharing my negative feelings would help.

I know it's because we're all trapped in Something's Wrong Here or whatever, but I think that one of the primary purposes of friendship is that our friends provide a sympathetic listening for our whining, and we in turn listen sympathetically to theirs.

Take responsibility for your own happiness, your own fortunes and your own damn success. Keep your skewed view of the universe and your benighted sense of entitlement to yourself.

Yeah, I'm sure that repressing those feelings and making ourselves wrong for being unhappy (leading some of us down a spiral of "I'm a bad person for feeling bad!") is going to make us better people. Or is it that you feel entitled to have friends who don't complain?

Maybe you would like to alter your LJ style so that the tags and mood are at the top, and you can just scroll past if the mood indicates anything other than pure happiness and delight in the endless possibilities of life?

Of course, I'm young and immature, so I don't expect you to give a rat's ass about my opinion. I will continue to keep you on my flist because I do care about your happiness (and I'm glad things are going so well in your love life) and unhappiness (not that you would post about such things, as apparently you see complaining as being the same as not taking responsibility).

This probably comes off sounding sarcastic and angry, and that's partly because I'm taking it personally, which in turn is because I did recently whine about having to work on Christmas Eve when there are really lots of people who have to do so and don't get my salary. I do feel guilty about it, so I'm defensive about it.

I probably misinterpreted you anyway, but your imperitives in this post really struck me as attacks.

[crazed-lynn.livejournal.com]

You are on the exceptions list. You do take responsibility for your life. And your whining is a nice "normal" amount that everyone gets to have just 'cause.

My definition of friend is slightly different. A buddy or a bartender is for listening to someone's endless story of how the world is doing them wrong. For me, a friend is someone who will listen to that story once, then call their friend on the bullshit ever after.

I'm not entitlted to anything whatsoever. I will, though, sometimes whine myself about the world treating me badly. As in the first post in this thread.

"I don't care about your happiness" is a statement -- strongly worded as it might be -- about my inabiility to affect anyone's happiness on any real level and a demand for folks to stop trying to give me responsibility for their happiness. Another way to stay that is "stop blaming me if you don't like your life."

I don't recall you ever deciding your troubles were my fault. :)

Sorry that you heard this as something personal. When I get wound up, the whole world gets the blast.

Love.