I'm writing this as a final goodbye. I'd like to say it was nice knowing you all, but if there's one thing I've learned, it's that I can't trust anyone. Not my best friend, or the people on Bluelight, or even my own family. So I'm not going to sit here and be fake and pretend it was nice knowing you when you're all probably happy I'll be gone, and have probably been waiting for it to happen anyway.
There were a few times when I was inactive because my best friend tried to kill me and my grandma was dying. I made an effort to become more active when senior staff voiced their concern. I decided I wanted to step down from my position on NMI anyways and just moderate Trip Reports - I was told this was fine. Just last night, my grandma passed away, and I made it clear to everyone in all of the modthreads that I would have more time to devote to the site. In the same post, I stuck up for someone that Senior Staff notoriously has a problem with (for no reason, I might add - this person is a really good person and was one of the ONLY people who have truly been there for me these past few months... not a fucked up person the way senior staff makes him out to be.) I was NOT kicked off of staff for inactivity; if that had been an issue, I'd have been kicked off back in November, or even December at the latest. I was never inactive for a period of longer than a week or two. And since around the middle of December, I have made a concentrated effort to log on every day - I was told to stick around to help find NMI a new mod, to stick around to mod Trip Reports...
... and now that I actually have the time to do it and made it VERY CLEAR that I had the time to actually moderate every day from now on as opposed to logging on once a day to check the modthreads, I've been wrongfully kicked off staff. Not because of inactivity, but because I had my friend's back. Senior staff has decided to make an example out of me for being a good friend. One minute I'm being told to help the application process along and continue moderating Trip Reports... the next minute I'm telling them there's no need to rush, my grandma has passed and I have more time now... the next minute I'm sticking up for my friend that Senior Staff hates and was talking shit on... and then, BAM! Kicked off of staff. All for trying to be a good friend.
This world disgusts me. I'm literally sick to my stomach. I almost have no words. I wouldn't have any at all, if it weren't for all of the rage and betrayal I'm feeling right now.
So thank you, Bluelight, for finally letting me see how fucked up humanity is. There is no such thing as friends, or support, or understanding. Only selfishness and backstabbing. That's all there is in the world. Bluelight used to be a place where I felt like people cared... the one place where I felt like I didn't have to worry about being stabbed in the back... or have to worry about the people around me suddenly trying to kill me. But the truth is, Bluelight is just as bad. And if Bluelight is that way, a place that claims to be about harm reduction, then the way I see it... there's no hope in the world anywhere. And if that's the case, I no longer want to be a part of it. I've had enough of humanity. I've had enough backstabbing and bullshit to last me a lifetime, and I don't want to deal with it anymore. It's the straw that broke the camel's back, if you will.
Fuck this world. Fuck everyone in it. I'm out.
I can only hope I'll never have to see any of you backstabbing, fake bitches on the other side. That goes for everyone that's hurt me - my socalled best friend who tried to kill me, all the people who sexually abused me as a kid, all of my fake ass friends in the military who didn't have my back when I was raped, the fucking rapist himself, the people in my family who steal money from me, the rapist himself, the so-called "friend" who was hanging my case over my head in order to manipulate me into giving him rides and money, the detective who doesn't believe me, and every single other person who has ever hurt me. Far too many to name, so I'll just leave it at that. This message goes out to every single person in the world, minus the few I can count on one hand.
To the rest of you all, fuck you. Thank God I won't have to deal with it for much longer. If this is life, I don't want to be a part of it anymore. People are too fucked up. Situations are too fucked up. No one ever has your back. What the fuck is the point? There is none. If there's a hell, I've been living in it. Thanks for finally helping me figure that out. It's kind of freeing in a way.
Anyway, you won't be seeing me around anymore. You won't have to worry about me sticking up for people you hate and getting in your way anymore. Seriously, fuck this -- I'm gone for good. I cannot stand living in this shitty, fucked up world anymore that's full of shitty, fucked up people. You bitches got your wish, and then some. Hope you're happy. Good riddance.
There were a few times when I was inactive because my best friend tried to kill me and my grandma was dying. I made an effort to become more active when senior staff voiced their concern. I decided I wanted to step down from my position on NMI anyways and just moderate Trip Reports - I was told this was fine. Just last night, my grandma passed away, and I made it clear to everyone in all of the modthreads that I would have more time to devote to the site. In the same post, I stuck up for someone that Senior Staff notoriously has a problem with (for no reason, I might add - this person is a really good person and was one of the ONLY people who have truly been there for me these past few months... not a fucked up person the way senior staff makes him out to be.) I was NOT kicked off of staff for inactivity; if that had been an issue, I'd have been kicked off back in November, or even December at the latest. I was never inactive for a period of longer than a week or two. And since around the middle of December, I have made a concentrated effort to log on every day - I was told to stick around to help find NMI a new mod, to stick around to mod Trip Reports...
... and now that I actually have the time to do it and made it VERY CLEAR that I had the time to actually moderate every day from now on as opposed to logging on once a day to check the modthreads, I've been wrongfully kicked off staff. Not because of inactivity, but because I had my friend's back. Senior staff has decided to make an example out of me for being a good friend. One minute I'm being told to help the application process along and continue moderating Trip Reports... the next minute I'm telling them there's no need to rush, my grandma has passed and I have more time now... the next minute I'm sticking up for my friend that Senior Staff hates and was talking shit on... and then, BAM! Kicked off of staff. All for trying to be a good friend.
This world disgusts me. I'm literally sick to my stomach. I almost have no words. I wouldn't have any at all, if it weren't for all of the rage and betrayal I'm feeling right now.
So thank you, Bluelight, for finally letting me see how fucked up humanity is. There is no such thing as friends, or support, or understanding. Only selfishness and backstabbing. That's all there is in the world. Bluelight used to be a place where I felt like people cared... the one place where I felt like I didn't have to worry about being stabbed in the back... or have to worry about the people around me suddenly trying to kill me. But the truth is, Bluelight is just as bad. And if Bluelight is that way, a place that claims to be about harm reduction, then the way I see it... there's no hope in the world anywhere. And if that's the case, I no longer want to be a part of it. I've had enough of humanity. I've had enough backstabbing and bullshit to last me a lifetime, and I don't want to deal with it anymore. It's the straw that broke the camel's back, if you will.
Fuck this world. Fuck everyone in it. I'm out.
I can only hope I'll never have to see any of you backstabbing, fake bitches on the other side. That goes for everyone that's hurt me - my socalled best friend who tried to kill me, all the people who sexually abused me as a kid, all of my fake ass friends in the military who didn't have my back when I was raped, the fucking rapist himself, the people in my family who steal money from me, the rapist himself, the so-called "friend" who was hanging my case over my head in order to manipulate me into giving him rides and money, the detective who doesn't believe me, and every single other person who has ever hurt me. Far too many to name, so I'll just leave it at that. This message goes out to every single person in the world, minus the few I can count on one hand.
To the rest of you all, fuck you. Thank God I won't have to deal with it for much longer. If this is life, I don't want to be a part of it anymore. People are too fucked up. Situations are too fucked up. No one ever has your back. What the fuck is the point? There is none. If there's a hell, I've been living in it. Thanks for finally helping me figure that out. It's kind of freeing in a way.
Anyway, you won't be seeing me around anymore. You won't have to worry about me sticking up for people you hate and getting in your way anymore. Seriously, fuck this -- I'm gone for good. I cannot stand living in this shitty, fucked up world anymore that's full of shitty, fucked up people. You bitches got your wish, and then some. Hope you're happy. Good riddance.

