Just post something π
I can't remember the show, but in the skit the airplane is about to crash.
Everyone is on their phone telling people how much they love them.
Except the one guy who is cursing out his boss.
"My loved ones know I love them, and calling them now will hurt them. I want this guy to know how much I hate him."
That's awesome.
Gilly and Keeves, one of Shane Gillis' shows.
Thanks. I'll look them up.
It's a good point, but in the real world where you have to go on living, you're gonna have to deal with some of those horrible people every day, in order to achieve the things you want in the trajectory of your life. They only don't matter if you're abandoning all that. Should you take it less to heart? Probably. But you do need to figure out how to work through them.
from:
You should start doing this today
Hey, I absolutely hear you: I'm an 'old fart' with nary a regret; I've told many to go fuck themselves, but I was also far too patient with far too many who should have been told.
I'm no longer as patient is all.
I don't know half of you as well as I should like, and I like half of you as well as you deserve
I love that quote. It sounds nice, then like an insult, but is actually still nice, in a blunt old man way lol
I definitely would have done this. If some asshole yelled at me that I have 30 minutes left, I would have flipped him the bird and walked away.
Yeah, what are you going to do when you go into work tomorrow and your boss starts demanding you to do something that doesn't make sense? Just pretend you're dead?
So deal with those people when you have to deal with them and forget about them afterwards. Make a plan to get them out of your life.
Unless youβre in prison or trapped in North Korea (or something similar to that), thereβs always some way out. It may take a long time but youβll feel better if youβre working toward a goal.
Yeah, thatβs not how therapy works.
Yeah I'm pretty sure if my therapist tried this he'd get in a lot of trouble after I calm down from whatever insane panic attack this would induce in me.
also that 45min the little exercise cost is like $400 for them to do nothing
not to be rude, but who are you to say? just some random dude on the internet?
I once did a similar exercise, and found it very helpful with improving a couple family relationships. so uhh maybe it does help a bit? there's really not nearly enough information to make that judgment
the story has obviously been embellished or presentation changed for the format, but the core remains
There must have been so much clapping
The therapists name? Barack Obama!
I cri evrytim
So did Albert Einstein's Canadian girlfriend
Stood up, turned around, and--wouldnt you know it--5 dollars.
Mine would have been instructions on how to get into my password manager and financial accounts and stuff and basics to keep my media server going long enough to get whatever they want off of it.
You dropped this π.
But it really should be written down already...
Buses don't give 30 minute warnings like crazed Life Coaches do.
I am thinking of implementing a dead-man switch of sorts, to release the password manager to my relatives and access to the NAS with all photos and stuff (and also nuke the homework folder).
So much homework... I think we need to enact an IEP
Yeah I keep meaning to but can't think of a good place to put it where it will be found but my housemates wouldn't.
When I got the part about the therapist saying why didn't they write a letter to their boss? I was like this was going to be a peak LinkedIn Lunactic post.
Therapist "Why didn't you write to your boss? Your boss has been there you forty hours a week! They cared for you. They allowed you to take time off to see your baby. They cared fo you."
They even let you visit your dying parents and only insisted you remain available on your phone, smhsmh my head my head
Then everyone cheered and carried the therapist out on their shoulders.
It's easier when you have 25 personalities to help you lift
And then everybody clapped.
Honestly if I were really dying so soon and I knew it ahead of time and I knew for sure my note would be seen by the right people (and only the right people) -- I'd start writing down usernames and passwords to important financial stuff, describing in great detail where I keep certain documents, keys, etc. Then I'd dive into a list of all the steps needed to care for my pets. And maybe, time permitting, after all that, I'd jot down my love yous and thank yous.
So I feel like this would just be an attempt by my therapist to scam me or something.
Hi, it's me your..wife? Anyways, bad news, Doc just called and you're for the chop. It's curtains for you, lol. Email me all your financial usernames and passwords quick sharp. Before it's too late!! You don't want me and the kid(s?) to starve, do you?
I don't need to know about the pets and shit, send that crap to your mother or any surviving parent or family member.
Cheers.
PS:
Oh, yeah, love you etc. btw I'll pm you my email.
PPS:
Also it's not my usual email though. DON'T SEND ANYTHING TO THAT ONE, it's been compromised by..the russians? I set up another as soon as the doc called.
Smell you later, tator.
My father had a terminal illness. All the notes he wrote with instructions and passwords made everything so much easier.
I thought I knew everything that needed to be done beforehand, but was surprised as how much I needed to reference those documents.
Take some LSD. It'll make everything seem unimportant for a while, but then reality comes back into focus. You realize you still have to go to work, appointments still need to be kept and you still have to get along with people you don't like. Dying in 30 minutes is very different from living for another 50 years.
Therapist demands an essay by having me panic write for most of the session? Either they're a genius or a con man.
This is no therapy but it does feel like some Taoist philosophy like "a bowl is what's not there".
The mental health issues leaving my body meme.jpg
This is why therapy and things like CBT don't work for everyone. If you're able to even momentarily trick yourself into believing something like this then sure you could gain some insight, but if you're unmoved at the absurdity of sitting in a comfy chair in a safe office with your trusted therapist and can't make believe you'll be dead in 30 minutes then you're SOL.
These kinds of posts frustrate me by attempting wisdom through a feel good, one size fits all approach to mental health.
Which is sad, because therapists don't have a single technique they apply. And these posts scare away people from seeking care or seeking more intense care.
If CBT doesn't work, maybe DBT needs to be investigated. Or maybe accelerated resolution therapy, or new emotion regulation skills. It's a huge ass profession because our brains are really fucking complicated.
Alternative version:
I didn't know what to write. I already told everyone I loved my feelings, why should I do that again? Instead, I wrote to all the people I didn't know, the ones I think about a lot. I heard that girl say something stupid. I saw that guy ask a girl out and get turned down. I saw that person walk into a glass door, then stumble on the stairs. In fact, I think about those things a lot. Why? I don't know. But when people tell me I shouldn't dwell on my past mistakes because nobody else does, I know it's a lie. I do it all the time, and everyone I know has a story to tell about something they saw at one time. The idea that 'only you can judge yourself' pisses me off, because it flies in the face of reality. But then I get told I need to seek professional advice and the first thing I get told is to just stick my head in the sand and that I'm doing this to myself. The irony? This is a huge mistake you and yours have made, and you don't even know it. And I judge you every second of it.
everyone claps, therapist cries, patient dies, charges filed, murder trial commences, judge has existential crisis, government collapses, world falls apart, etc.
Yeah that totally happened.
For anyone curious to try and source this, it looks like this image is a screenshot of this reddit post but there's also this slightly differently-worded blog post of the same idea which was posted on the same day.
I'd be interested to see if anyone can find an earlier source.
Looking at both, I'm inclined to think the blog is the original. The blog has existed for over a decade and the author is a therapist
Hmmm. Yeah. I don't know if I should have tried this myself.
I spent about a minute thanking people and apologizing that I didn't know why.
Then I spent 29 minutes writing about how my ex ruined the last 19 years of my life leading up to my sudden untimely death.
That's... One way to verify I need more therapy.
Not exactly this MO, but Sim9nton therapy, a visualisation technique/therapy for cancer patients has a death visualisation that kinda does this. And yeah, at the end it's family and loved ones.
This is pretty profound. And good therapy.
Except it isnβt therapy. Itβs made up, and itβs just as apocryphal as every other slow-clap life lesson meme text out there. I mean, if you like this one, greatβ¦but thereβs a ton of this shit out there.