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Does this belong here, or in rants?
Here's fine.
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I'm guessing rants...and take some valium
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Delete the whole thing and kill yourself
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nbetweener

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PostPosted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 6:58 pm


Ugh. I'm a guy. We don't do this, y'know? This won't help... Eff it...

I'm thirty-damn-two years old, got a wife, two girls. No job. Not even a remote chance of one. Wife is working...somewhere no woman should have to...just so we can eat.

The idea of equality is nice; it's a complete lie, but it's nice. You can't feel equal when fathers teach the same things they always have. I can't feel whole...not even my contribution via housework and dealing with the kids helps. We hear women talk about how their judged by their looks constantly, and how unfair that is...since looks fade. No one mentions how men are judged, or how fair it is or isn't. We are judged on what we can accomplish...on our own. (Which is why we don't ask for directions, and hate it when you let people in on any problems we have. Any problems. After all, it is, by definition, something we haven't fixed.) The older one gets, the less one can accomplish on one's own, even down to walking across a room.

This all boils down to the absolute devaluation of self. There's lots of depressed and wannabe depressed people in Gaia, and (I think) I know how many of them feel, because I was like that when I was young, Hell I'm still like that, i just have a little more to keep me going, and/or keep me distracted... Anyway, you all know how it feels, more or less. My only value at this point is that my presence on this world makes it easier for my wife to go to work...night shift...in a damn prison.

Got a degree recently...but in a smallish southern town with it's own tech school, a degree in Microcomputers won't get you squat, other than family calling you three times a week 'cause Granny can't play a DVD.

Don't even talk about moving...because like everything else in America, that takes money. So go ahead. Be supportive.
PostPosted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 7:27 pm


Well my friend, it takes an amazing amount of strength to say anything at all when it comes to looking for support- even here. Having been a witness to how much time you have put into supporting the writers here through both inspiring work of your own and involved critiques, I can't help being amazed by your character. Your poem, The Poet's Wife- I had typed up my thoughts on it, took about two hours before a class, only to have the whole thing poof into internet oblivion when I hit submit. Normally that discourages me from going back and trying again, but I spent the entire hour and a half I was in my college lit class rewriting it just because I couldn't get it out of my head. At one point I played with the thought, wondered if you'd ever know how much posting your poem on the internet affected another person's life and thoughts- if we'd ever know just how far reaching our words could be. Well, here's my attempt at letting you know you're not alone- you have my respect, you have a friend here.

Elemental_Wolf


nbetweener

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PostPosted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 7:46 pm


And you, sir, for all of the above, have my thanks.
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