so I forgot to mention earlier today that my holiday request at work for the US elections has been approved. that means I have a week from next tuesday off work to rail the and sweat the US elections. I am hoping I am wrong and Kamala wins but I doubt it but I will stay up through out the night or nights and etc and sleep randomly hoping sweating the results. will be actively sharing my thoughts.
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Get help Dave, seriously buddy you need a few couch hours with a specialist.
But others love it and find it fascinating , each to their own i say
What are your credentials as a psschologist anyway? because I seriously doubt you have the qualifications to be qualified to assess whether I do or do not need mental help. even if you did I doubt you could make that assessment from forum posts.
Sure I like to be silly and a bit weird delibrately and sometimes play a charecter and sometimes thats just me anyway, but I dont think that qualifies as anything in that field.
You know its funny if I believed that aliens were telepathically communicating with me and telling me to restrict abortion rights and medical healthcare for women. To endorse slavery and deny science, to attribute all suffering in the world to some people that were allegedly created by an all knowing alien 6000 years ago and given no knowledge of right and wrong. who the alien then blamed for eating an apple from some tree even though they wouldve known this was always going to happen as they know everything, and thus condemn the majority of people ever born to be tortured for all eternity to the worst extent possible, unless they accept without any decent evidence that this being had himself nailed to the cross as a self sacrifice to pay for sins which they deemed to be sins and because of this wanted to wage war restrict peoples rights and spread hate I think most people at that point would say I was mentally ill and call for me to be sectioned.
However call it Jesus and Christianity and because a few billion people are this deluded its no longer mental illness.
just saying people in glass houses and all.
What are your credentials as a psschologist anyway? because I seriously doubt you have the qualifications to be qualified to assess whether I do or do not need mental help. even if you did I doubt you could make that assessment from forum posts.
Think you mean Psychiatrist.
Then you said.
Sure I like to be silly and a bit weird delibrately and sometimes play a charecter and sometimes thats just me anyway, but I dont think that qualifies as anything in that field.
Exactly the behaviour that is subject to psychoanaysis.
Then you end with.
You know its funny if I believed that aliens were telepathically communicating with me and telling me to restrict abortion rights and medical healthcare for women. To endorse slavery and deny science, to attribute all suffering in the world to some people that were allegedly created by an all knowing alien 6000 years ago and given no knowledge of right and wrong. who the alien then blamed for eating an apple from some tree even though they wouldve known this was always going to happen as they know everything, and thus condemn the majority of people ever born to be tortured for all eternity to the worst extent possible, unless they accept without any decent evidence that this being had himself nailed to the cross as a self sacrifice to pay for sins which they deemed to be sins and because of this wanted to wage war restrict peoples rights and spread hate I think most people at that point would say I was mentally ill and call for me to be sectioned.
However call it Jesus and Christianity and because a few billion people are this deluded its no longer mental illness.
Erm, just remember that in your continual anti Christianity rhetoric that it was your people who crucified the son of your God way before Europeans accepted him. So bearing that in mind you therefore deny the God of David, of Israel and in so doing deny your Jewish roots / ancestory. Something you seem happy to bring up when it suits.
I think it doesn't take a Frued to realise that you are a little mixed up