Me? Oh, I'm fine. Really.

Dear friends both online and in person:
Even if you want to help me in your own ways, please do not ever tell me to "just deal with it" and do not ever tell me "you just need to learn how to deal better with your disabilities" because that is a trigger and it sets me off and I might actually unleash that fantastic Sicilian-Russian crazy rage that many of my ancestors have been known for; and if that happens, do not laugh and do not say anything like "it's about time, I've been waiting" or "oh, you're so cute when you're mad" or some bullshit like that. I will attempt to break bones or say very harsh things that you will not like.
If I am using my cane, do not tell me that I don't need it. If I am in a pain flare, do not tell me to just walk it off like it is nothing. Again, harsh words or physical attacks will happen.
I am very good at yelling. If my short father can grab a tall man, shove him up against a wall, and snarl at him until the tall man becomes jelly, understand that I've inherited that kind of controlled anger; do not underestimate what I might do if I get angry enough.
Also? I am dealing with my issues. It is called living and working with my issues and around my issues while living the best life I can. If you don't think that is good enough, I feel sorry for you. Wait, no I don't, not really. I just feel like laughing at you.

Don't worry, this came out of irritation over an argument with someone on an online forum. Seriously, though.

Me? Oh, I'm fine. Really.

Dear friends both online and in person:
Even if you want to help me in your own ways, please do not ever tell me to "just deal with it" and do not ever tell me "you just need to learn how to deal better with your disabilities" because that is a trigger and it sets me off and I might actually unleash that fantastic Sicilian-Russian crazy rage that many of my ancestors have been known for; and if that happens, do not laugh and do not say anything like "it's about time, I've been waiting" or "oh, you're so cute when you're mad" or some bullshit like that. I will attempt to break bones or say very harsh things that you will not like.
If I am using my cane, do not tell me that I don't need it. If I am in a pain flare, do not tell me to just walk it off like it is nothing. Again, harsh words or physical attacks will happen.
I am very good at yelling. If my short father can grab a tall man, shove him up against a wall, and snarl at him until the tall man becomes jelly, understand that I've inherited that kind of controlled anger; do not underestimate what I might do if I get angry enough.
Also? I am dealing with my issues. It is called living and working with my issues and around my issues while living the best life I can. If you don't think that is good enough, I feel sorry for you. Wait, no I don't, not really. I just feel like laughing at you.

Don't worry, this came out of irritation over an argument with someone on an online forum. Seriously, though.

Me? Oh, I'm fine. Really.

Dear friends both online and in person:
Even if you want to help me in your own ways, please do not ever tell me to "just deal with it" and do not ever tell me "you just need to learn how to deal better with your disabilities" because that is a trigger and it sets me off and I might actually unleash that fantastic Sicilian-Russian crazy rage that many of my ancestors have been known for; and if that happens, do not laugh and do not say anything like "it's about time, I've been waiting" or "oh, you're so cute when you're mad" or some bullshit like that. I will attempt to break bones or say very harsh things that you will not like.
If I am using my cane, do not tell me that I don't need it. If I am in a pain flare, do not tell me to just walk it off like it is nothing. Again, harsh words or physical attacks will happen.
I am very good at yelling. If my short father can grab a tall man, shove him up against a wall, and snarl at him until the tall man becomes jelly, understand that I've inherited that kind of controlled anger; do not underestimate what I might do if I get angry enough.
Also? I am dealing with my issues. It is called living and working with my issues and around my issues while living the best life I can. If you don't think that is good enough, I feel sorry for you. Wait, no I don't, not really. I just feel like laughing at you.

Don't worry, this came out of irritation over an argument with someone on an online forum. Seriously, though.

Me? Oh, I'm fine. Really.

Dear friends both online and in person:
Even if you want to help me in your own ways, please do not ever tell me to "just deal with it" and do not ever tell me "you just need to learn how to deal better with your disabilities" because that is a trigger and it sets me off and I might actually unleash that fantastic Sicilian-Russian crazy rage that many of my ancestors have been known for; and if that happens, do not laugh and do not say anything like "it's about time, I've been waiting" or "oh, you're so cute when you're mad" or some bullshit like that. I will attempt to break bones or say very harsh things that you will not like.
If I am using my cane, do not tell me that I don't need it. If I am in a pain flare, do not tell me to just walk it off like it is nothing. Again, harsh words or physical attacks will happen.
I am very good at yelling. If my short father can grab a tall man, shove him up against a wall, and snarl at him until the tall man becomes jelly, understand that I've inherited that kind of controlled anger; do not underestimate what I might do if I get angry enough.
Also? I am dealing with my issues. It is called living and working with my issues and around my issues while living the best life I can. If you don't think that is good enough, I feel sorry for you. Wait, no I don't, not really. I just feel like laughing at you.

Don't worry, this came out of irritation over an argument with someone on an online forum. Seriously, though.

What would TV Tropes say?

Stuff that is awesome:
Taking out my irritation and frustration on my fictional characters in various stories. So far I have caused: many broken bones, internal bleeding, concussions, severe hallucinations, third degree burns, poisoning, severe blood loss, and multiple wounds from swords, daggers, projectile weapons, and animal claws.
Perhaps not so awesome. But quite cathartic.

Stuff that is even more awesome:
I am doing the Pony Pokey. With a cane, bruised hips, muscle spasticity, and severe body pain. I rule.
http://youtu.be/yfS8-ffwgHI

And, and, and:
I slid down the stairs on my butt, so I win. I don't know what I won, but I win anyway.

What would TV Tropes say?

Stuff that is awesome:
Taking out my irritation and frustration on my fictional characters in various stories. So far I have caused: many broken bones, internal bleeding, concussions, severe hallucinations, third degree burns, poisoning, severe blood loss, and multiple wounds from swords, daggers, projectile weapons, and animal claws.
Perhaps not so awesome. But quite cathartic.

Stuff that is even more awesome:
I am doing the Pony Pokey. With a cane, bruised hips, muscle spasticity, and severe body pain. I rule.
http://youtu.be/yfS8-ffwgHI

And, and, and:
I slid down the stairs on my butt, so I win. I don't know what I won, but I win anyway.

What would TV Tropes say?

Stuff that is awesome:
Taking out my irritation and frustration on my fictional characters in various stories. So far I have caused: many broken bones, internal bleeding, concussions, severe hallucinations, third degree burns, poisoning, severe blood loss, and multiple wounds from swords, daggers, projectile weapons, and animal claws.
Perhaps not so awesome. But quite cathartic.

Stuff that is even more awesome:
I am doing the Pony Pokey. With a cane, bruised hips, muscle spasticity, and severe body pain. I rule.
http://youtu.be/yfS8-ffwgHI

And, and, and:
I slid down the stairs on my butt, so I win. I don't know what I won, but I win anyway.

What would TV Tropes say?

Stuff that is awesome:
Taking out my irritation and frustration on my fictional characters in various stories. So far I have caused: many broken bones, internal bleeding, concussions, severe hallucinations, third degree burns, poisoning, severe blood loss, and multiple wounds from swords, daggers, projectile weapons, and animal claws.
Perhaps not so awesome. But quite cathartic.

Stuff that is even more awesome:
I am doing the Pony Pokey. With a cane, bruised hips, muscle spasticity, and severe body pain. I rule.
http://youtu.be/yfS8-ffwgHI

And, and, and:
I slid down the stairs on my butt, so I win. I don't know what I won, but I win anyway.