Nope. I’d assume it to be a bad idea unless you’ve spoken to the person for a very long time.
It’s easy to put on a mask online. I’d say skype with them or something first.
That said. I think it would be awesome if we could all be in the same room for a moment and look in each others eyes and know we all share the same pain. Across different ages and sexes and colors and countries and religions and body types. You name it.
I was going to meet a few that I had known for over a year this May, but things fell apart as things tend to do. People change, circumstances change, compatibility changes. It was a nice idea though, I enjoyed the time we did share together.
Do you mean that they (or you) stopped communicating eventually?
I seem to be cursed at maintaining friendships. As such, I’ve never had any that actually lasted. Most of my so called “friends” who stayed on all till now are church people. But then again, beggars can’t be choosers.
We didn’t stop communicating gradually, there was a myriad of misunderstandings and emotional conflicts towards the end of our relationship, it ended rather abruptly. I do miss them, but the complications between myself and the others obstructs me from trying to “fix” things if they were ever capable of being repaired in the first place. Our mindsets weren’t compatible and there was a distinct lack of communication. (stemming from the lack of understanding/empathy between us) I’m doing my best to move on, but long term, intimate and personal relationships like those take much time and reconciliation to fade from chronic reminiscing.
They were unable to forgive me for my transgressions and after forgiving them so many times for their own repeated abuse eventually I was unable to forgive them in reciprocal. I don’t think they use SP anymore, I haven’t seen them post or comment in some time.
There were a couple on here within domestic travelling distance whom I would’ve liked to meet in person. Phone conversations and email exchanges were about as good as it got however. One I assume went running for the hills (literally, Wellington is a windy place) and the other…well…communication seized abruptly, not sure what happened there. A few more I’d exchanged words with have expressed the desire to meet in person, with one in particular who has taken necessary steps to make it a possible reality. Three different oceans separate us, but that’s fine.
Sustaining these sort of friendships is all well and stuff, people tend to get antsy once you physically want to or do interact with them. Twice I’ve had girls cry to me over the phone, both of whom had never vocally expressed the desire to commit suicide to anyone else before. Takes some gusto to tell that to someone, bonds become somewhat tense and I mean sure I can live with it, not so much the other person.
An English teacher I met while I was in S.Korea told me the suicide rate in NZ is pretty high as well. His brother did commit suicide, few days before his wedding! Don’t ask me how our conversation went so deep.
Correct. I am from the land of the long white cloud. Where the women are among the most promiscuous in the world and the men are all at the pub watching the rugby with the boys instead of looking after their kids.
Yah, the suicide rate here is high. I think at one point many moons ago it was something like 3 suicides a week. Growing up and hearing family/friends taking their lives, I never clicked to the sheer volume of it all. It all has merit though. This country’s socio-economic make up is so fuckin’ boot that it’s no wonder my people are still fighting over events from almost two hundred years ago.
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Nope. I’d assume it to be a bad idea unless you’ve spoken to the person for a very long time.
It’s easy to put on a mask online. I’d say skype with them or something first.
That said. I think it would be awesome if we could all be in the same room for a moment and look in each others eyes and know we all share the same pain. Across different ages and sexes and colors and countries and religions and body types. You name it.
I was going to meet a few that I had known for over a year this May, but things fell apart as things tend to do. People change, circumstances change, compatibility changes. It was a nice idea though, I enjoyed the time we did share together.
Do you mean that they (or you) stopped communicating eventually?
I seem to be cursed at maintaining friendships. As such, I’ve never had any that actually lasted. Most of my so called “friends” who stayed on all till now are church people. But then again, beggars can’t be choosers.
We didn’t stop communicating gradually, there was a myriad of misunderstandings and emotional conflicts towards the end of our relationship, it ended rather abruptly. I do miss them, but the complications between myself and the others obstructs me from trying to “fix” things if they were ever capable of being repaired in the first place. Our mindsets weren’t compatible and there was a distinct lack of communication. (stemming from the lack of understanding/empathy between us) I’m doing my best to move on, but long term, intimate and personal relationships like those take much time and reconciliation to fade from chronic reminiscing.
They were unable to forgive me for my transgressions and after forgiving them so many times for their own repeated abuse eventually I was unable to forgive them in reciprocal. I don’t think they use SP anymore, I haven’t seen them post or comment in some time.
There were a couple on here within domestic travelling distance whom I would’ve liked to meet in person. Phone conversations and email exchanges were about as good as it got however. One I assume went running for the hills (literally, Wellington is a windy place) and the other…well…communication seized abruptly, not sure what happened there. A few more I’d exchanged words with have expressed the desire to meet in person, with one in particular who has taken necessary steps to make it a possible reality. Three different oceans separate us, but that’s fine.
Sustaining these sort of friendships is all well and stuff, people tend to get antsy once you physically want to or do interact with them. Twice I’ve had girls cry to me over the phone, both of whom had never vocally expressed the desire to commit suicide to anyone else before. Takes some gusto to tell that to someone, bonds become somewhat tense and I mean sure I can live with it, not so much the other person.
Which is why I’ve taken a step back from that and…this. There’s only so much I can do, but meh. Cést la vie.
^Shephard, are you from NZ?
An English teacher I met while I was in S.Korea told me the suicide rate in NZ is pretty high as well. His brother did commit suicide, few days before his wedding! Don’t ask me how our conversation went so deep.
Correct. I am from the land of the long white cloud. Where the women are among the most promiscuous in the world and the men are all at the pub watching the rugby with the boys instead of looking after their kids.
Yah, the suicide rate here is high. I think at one point many moons ago it was something like 3 suicides a week. Growing up and hearing family/friends taking their lives, I never clicked to the sheer volume of it all. It all has merit though. This country’s socio-economic make up is so fuckin’ boot that it’s no wonder my people are still fighting over events from almost two hundred years ago.
New Zealand? I would have never guessed the rates so high there! Such a beautiful backdrop too…