Anonymous asked: Are you still talking about your special snowflake disease, and how you can't go for a walk because of "muh genetics"? Stop making these sad excuses. You're a 30 something year old boy living with his parents. Go enter the real world and lose some weight, and stop campaigning for an unrecognized and unreal "illness".
Actually, there is a special snowflake disease. Myasthenia gravis is called “snowflake disease” because it affects those afflicted so differently.
But I don’t have that.
If you are speaking of Chronic Fatigue Syndrome, I will admit there is not a strong diagnostic test that can prove I have it. But, much like gravity, it can be proven to exist through observation.
You drop a pencil and it falls to the floor.
Doctors test my blood and find a retrovirus that is very common in people with CFS.
You go in one of those spinny things at the fair, you stick to the wall.
Doctors evaluate my symptoms, rule out all other possibilities, and diagnose me.
I am 32.
I do live with my parents. They are pretty neat.
I went to the real world last night! I even took pictures!
I am glad I did that, but right now I feel quite miserable. It’s very distressing, I’m in a lot of pain, I cried a bunch because the hangover fatigue was so intense, and I haven’t been able to move most of the day. Which is maybe why I don’t go to the real world all that often. FUN!
I lost about 20 pounds, but for some reason I can’t seem to lose anymore. My weight is an issue I have tried to address for a very long time. It’s hard for healthy folks to lose weight. Would logic not dictate it would be a great deal harder for people with debilitating fake illnesses?
Also, ~50% of my problem is narcolepsy. Which does have a definitive diagnostic test. The treatment is usually stimulants, but in my case the side effects were much worse than the benefits. So even if you think the CFS is a magical concoction of my brain… I have a whole ‘nother crappy disease that makes it totally legit for me to make excuses.
Though… it would be nice if you didn’t throw CFS under the bus like that. It affects millions of people and it sucks plenty on its own. Not just fat folks like me. Skinny people. Old people. Young people. It really doesn’t care. Yet there are a legion of doubtful blatherskites like you who seem intent on adding another layer of suck to this already sucky illness.
Every recognized medical institution says you are wrong.
But hey, gravity is just a theory, right?
The Frogman takes these incredibly cruel and anonymous comments in stride, and addresses them with a grace and dignity that they don’t deserve.
I will add that, as I’ve said before in a video that is currently viral: when someone is cruel like this anonymous person is, it has nothing to do with the person they’re being cruel to, and everything to do with how bad they feel about themselves.
So, anonymous person who decided to be cruel to The Frogman: I hope that you’ll see this, and I hope that you’ll realize that the person you were so cruel to is a human being just like we are, and that he is doing everything he can to find joy in his life. He’s making things that make a lot of people happy (including me), and he’s doing the best that he can.
I don’t know why you decided to spend a little bit of your day being cruel to him, and I don’t know why you thought that being cruel was a really great way to spend that time, but I sincerely hope that whatever is making you so unhappy in your own life, and whatever is making you feel like attacking and trying to hurt another human being is going to make you feel better about yourself actually *does get better*.
I know that you can do something awesome, and I know that you can put something wonderful into the world. I’m so sorry that the people in you life can’t or won’t see that, but trying to hurt other people who are vulnerable won’t make the people whose approval you need suddenly treat you better.
Please, anonymous, try to be the person you want other people to be, and instead of attacking and trying to hurt someone who hasn’t done anything to you, maybe try to be kind to people online and elsewhere.
We attract to ourselves what we put into the world, and though it seems like someone is hurting you and making you feel bad, when you are kind and awesome, you’ll draw people toward you who will make you feel good about yourself, I promise.
Things like this are why I am so enthralled by both The Frogman and Wil Wheaton. Such good people!
This woman believes that hitting a child hard enough to leave a mark or a bruise isn’t anything serious. She shouldn’t be allowed to be around any children, ever.(via wilwheaton)
People please understand that not all Kansans are idiots & asshats as our legislators would have you believe.
adambombtv asked: what do you do if that little voice in your head takes control and doesn't let you proceed, that it tells you to give up creating because nothing you can do will be good enough and you shouldn't even try? (I may need more then a "Push through it", this voice will not let go)
You tell it to shut the fuck up, and you listen to my voice, which says, “You are good enough. You must always do your best, and you understand and respect that your best varies from day to day.
"You must create because the idea isn’t to create something that’s ‘good enough’ or ‘really perfect’ or anything else. You must create because the idea is to create, to make something where something wasn’t before.”
@Adambombtv talk to someone. Don’t let that voice lie to you. You are better than that.
I know I’ve told this story before, but my abusive ex refused to let me take birth control. I was on the pill until he found them in my purse.
I went to the Student Health Center—they were completely unhelpful, choosing to lecture me about the importance of safe sex (recommending condoms) instead of actually listening to my problem.
Then I went to Planned Parenthood. The Nurse Practitioner took one look at my fading bruises and stopped the exam. She called in the doctor. The doctor came in and simply asked me: “Are you ready to leave him?” When I denied that I was being abused, she didn’t argue with me. She just asked me what I needed. I said I need a birth control method that my boyfriend couldn’t detect. She recommended a few options and we decided on Depo.
When I told her that my boyfriend read my emails and listened to my phone messages and was known to follow me, she suggested to do the Depo injections at off hours when the clinic was normally closed. She made a note in my chart and instructed the front desk never to leave messages for me—instead, she programmed her personal cell phone number into my phone under the name “Nora”. She told me she would call me to schedule my appointments; she wouldn’t leave a message, but I should call her back when I was able to.
And that was it. No judgment. No lecture. She walked me to the door and told me to call her day or night if I needed anything. That she lived 5 blocks from campus and would come get me. That I wasn’t alone. That she just wanted me to be safe.
I never called her to come to my rescue. But I have no doubt that she would have come if I had called. She kept me on Depo for a year, giving me those monthly injections in secret, helping me prevent a desperately unwanted pregnancy.
I cannot thank Planned Parenthood enough for the work they do.—
Very Powerful story.
dontvvanderoff asked: I just wanted to say Leverage was one of my favorite shows ever and is there anything in your power you can do to get us a sequel series with Parker, Hardison, and Elliot?
I wish. I joked with the creators that the three of them and Cha0s should drive around in a van, solving mysterious crimes together using their unique skills. And Cha0s and Hardison are like the Odd Couple the whole time.
This would likely become my favorite show ever!