act like I'm some sort of broken soul who just needs a hug or something, and the second you mention passive suicidal ideation, that's where people go.
Man, last time I saw my social worker, she told me I was going to get my hours with her reduced. She either forgot or is unaware of previous similar events in my life, where the thing that's supposed to help me is being taken away from me due to things out of my control (unable to properly receive the help 99% of the cases, which I guess is actually in my control and is a skill issue, but I digress).
I started crying, because I always start crying when I have difficulty properly conveying an emotion or what's going through my head to someone else, and she says she would like to give me a hug. Bitch, no, I don't need or want a hug. I HATE physical affection. "But you have to understand that it is an empathetic soothing mechanism in humans, and if my child was upset I would hug her," yeah, and I'm a) an adult, b) not your child and c) I do understand that, but it's not my need to get a hug.
Being mentally ill is difficult enough as it is, it's entirely guesswork on behalf of the medical professionals because we can't simply take an x-ray of your brain and go "oh, you have ghosts in your brain, let's fix it with this surgery," so trying to explain it to your next of kin or your friends, or your workplace, is another difficult task on top of having to live with it yourself.
When I'm at my most frustrated, I wish I could just get MAID'ed so I and everyone around me don't have to deal with the bees in my brain.
I'd prefer PPP, and only if he brings his triangle
HE'S GOT A BAD BACK!
SHE CAN DO BETTER!
THEY ARE GETTING MARRIED!
Warski dressed as a little girl to be the ring bearer. WOOOOAAAH BUDDY!