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[rm]

It's not even noon and I feel like a superhero with a chronic sinus condition. Sinuses not related to superhero-ness.

Unrelatedly, I really hate when people get all suicidal on LJ. I don't mean to make it sound like an inconvenience -- that's not what I mean. D. announced he was going to kill himself on MySpace and either no one noticed or everyone just thought he was being a goth, so when other people do things that can be construed similarly, I tend to freak out, because wow, people just look the other way. I've 911'ed on someone's suicide threats twice in my life, and of course, in both cases, later they were all like "that's not what I meant" which was entirely not true -- everyone I knew backed me up on it, but it was horrible, and this stuff just freaks me out. Especially as most people do just look the other goddamn way. Better safe than sorry -- I mean it's someone's life for fuck's sake. It boggles my mind that people are more afraid of being embarassed than someone DYING.

Man, it's been a day already, hasn't it?

I'm listening to Scottish music, chugging Airborne and wondering what else Monday is going to bring.

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[coridan.livejournal.com]

Hey, R! Metcha at Lunacon, a pleasure!

And false suicide alarms online are like they are in real life - the height of irresponsibility.

Now, I have people close to me who go through severe down swings. I keep an eye on them, and attempt to take seriously what they say. Usually, getting them talking reveals what's going on, and some support can help them out of the brain chemical induced bad period. For peeps who have long term depression problems, all you can do is lend support and try to keep out a critical eye. I try to tell my peeps who feel that they are in a bad place to keep me involved, let me know what I can do for them, and that I love them.

That said, I've been lucky enough to not associate with someone who makes active suicide threats on a regular basis. I do have one person who is a bipolar such as myself, and while she has confessed to suicidal thoughts and feelings, she hasn't done anything stupid, yet. I tell her that I would miss her and her brownies very much. That usually makes her smile.

CB

[rm.livejournal.com]

Hey, which person are you that I met at LUnacon? Are you the fellow who hung out with Ellen and Delia and so forth in the lobby? Or are you a guy from the room 170 party? I'm terrible with names. I want to add you, but I want to know what part of small world theater you are first.

[coridan.livejournal.com]

I'm from the RM 170 party. I also bumped into you at the Consuite, and made the Lady Une comment about your costume at the time. In Rm 170, I went on a Bush tirade, for which I am rather embarassed - hey, I had a few drinks in me! :)

I'm not in theater, I am strictly fandom.

CB

[rm.livejournal.com]

Oh, okay. Cool. I know who you are, you're not the guy who is related to someone that would make it inconvenient to friend you and as such I will add you now.