Post #133,016
12/31/03 1:49:20 PM
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YOU WERE NEVER INSANE
WHO TELLS YOU THIS HORSESHIT? HAVE YOU EVER SEEN REAL, SPONGY BRAIN INSANE?
You're a narcissist, it can be fixed. And you DO enjoy it, it's obvious. Every "depressed" person I ever knew enjoyed it. When I was depressed, I enjoyed it. There is a gigantic difference between sadness and depression. Sadness and grief are natural reactions to loss. It might last years. Depression is a defensive reaction the narcissict throws up to maintain the narcissistic supply, even if it does have to come from the narcissist himself. Filling your head with legal drugs is no different in principle or practice than filling them with illegal ones (unless you are schizophrenic or neurologically insane - the latter meaning, mad cow sponge city, missing frontal lobe, hopeless hippocampus...). It's a way to maintain the self-involvement of the narcissist. BTW, I very strongly suspect most "therapists" are themselves narcissists, who dig the attention and control that the position brings, so I would not trust one for a second. I can honestly say I've never seen a psych in person or on the news or anywhere that didn't give me the utter willies.
-drl
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Post #133,021
12/31/03 2:39:17 PM
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You do not even know me that well
you have only met me a few times. Hardly enough to judge if I am sane or not.
I am insane, because actions I took were insane, esp here. Just ask anyone I pissed off, they will either call me insane or an idiot.
"Lady I only speak two languages, English and Bad English!" - Corbin Dallas "The Fifth Element"
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Post #133,022
12/31/03 2:41:05 PM
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wanker != insane
Peter
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Post #133,024
12/31/03 2:47:28 PM
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Re: You do not even know me that well
No, medically insane is very specific with grotesquely distorted alpha patterns and associated behaviors - uncontrollable tremors, tics, loss of control of body functions, etc. etc. etc. You don't recover from insanity any more than you recover from castration. Charles Manson is insane.
Legal insanity is a definition. Medical insanity is a neurological pathology.
-drl
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Post #133,027
12/31/03 3:06:46 PM
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There is temporary insanity
I seem to suffer from several weeks of it, due to my schitzo-affective disorder. Or so I have been told.
"Lady I only speak two languages, English and Bad English!" - Corbin Dallas "The Fifth Element"
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Post #133,029
12/31/03 3:12:44 PM
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No, there is not
Is there temporary castration?
That again is a legal definition. The reasons these stupid definitions exist is the confusion wrought by wankology - er - psychiatry.
An insane person is demented for good because the brain is organically wrecked. I'm not talking about being paranoid about your coworkers giving you undoable projects.
-drl
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Post #133,032
12/31/03 3:28:50 PM
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The word you are looking for is not 'insane' . .
. . but "nutcase". I'ts perfectly possible to be a "nutcase", even a "serious nutcase", without being insane. I would say at your peak you easily qualified for "serious nutcase", maybe even "very serious nutcase".
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Post #133,040
12/31/03 4:10:19 PM
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I'll agree with that
once again you give me wise words on the subject. A nutcase it is then. :)
"Lady I only speak two languages, English and Bad English!" - Corbin Dallas "The Fifth Element"
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Post #133,161
1/1/04 5:20:21 PM
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Depression & Enjoyment
...And you DO enjoy it, it's obvious. Every "depressed" person I ever knew enjoyed it. When I was depressed, I enjoyed it. There is a gigantic difference between sadness and depression. Sadness and grief are natural reactions to loss. It might last years. Depression is a defensive reaction the narcissict throws up to maintain the narcissistic supply, even if it does have to come from the narcissist himself. Well, you didn't know me, but I did NOT enjoy my depression. Mine was however, a chemical imbalance, and it messed me up in ways I can't explain well. I didn't eat right, sleep right, function right, nothing. I drove my car off into a ditch and luckily, the chemical problem was discovered. The entire time I was depressed, I was confused as to why, didn't get it, and didn't understand it. I certainly didn't enjoy it. I wish I had sought help sooner, but it was kinda like the illness of "Walking Pneumonia" you didn't know you had it till you collapsed. Nightowl >8# This space left blank till Owl can change her quote.
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