Its hard to find decent service these days
[QUOTE=OneWorker;5911110]Bugle it doesn't matter if you intentionally did to or not. The fact is that you did throw a fit etc, that's why even these girls who have very little in life steer clear of you. Take the hint and leave people alone.[/QUOTE]May be the case, but keep in mind, that if these providers all provided decent reliable service, on time with no wait and no games, this would not be an issue. Its so hard to find good providers these days who are reliable and honest. All I want is a reliable decent regular or two.
And you ask why I dont just quit the hobby? Its partially part of my rebellion. See I am angry I have aspegers and do not want people to think I am good moralled celibate aspergers guy. So I think "being bad" is cool. This stems from me when I was a kid wanting to play with the neighborhood kids who vandalized and got into trouble. Mostly the ringleaders, Tyler and Robbie (Robbie was the worst, he would throw rocks at elderly people etc). I was so desperate to be excepted by Robbie, I let him make fun of me, when he told me I was idiotic and liked to suck on my bobbies (what the hell are bobbies, I know now he meant to say boobies). I responded thats "what I am", he replied back "thats what he is"
Fast forward to highschool, I was obsessed on watching Yugioh for the same reason (for old timers who don't know what Yugioh is, google it). Anyways its a childrens cartoon which had some dark spots, like playing a card game where this satanic hexagon in a circle called the seal of orichaocos would encircle both players in a forcefield and the hexagon circle would also appear on the players forehead (almost like bible mark of the beast). Both players were trapped in the "seal" in which the loser would lose their soul, it was graphic - when the game ended, the "seal" would close in and then showed their soul being taken from their body, then falling lifeless. All for this crazy villian who was collecting human souls to awaken a great ancient beast.
Then another season of yugioh, the characters (who are highschool kids) were trapped in a virtual world where they had to play card game against these old men, who planned to enter the real world in their bodies, if they lost.
Also the language in Yugioh, characters would say stuff like "Anything to shut you up" or "kick your butt". I found that cool and thought it was badass - but I was 16-17. most worst stuff I could be doing to rebel, shows how much of a wannabe child I was
Fast forward to adult, I still glorify being bad and for me, that means sleeping around with different girls bare. I think its cool and make me a bad ass and then I can go make fun of apsergers guys who are virgins. Ever seen that show "Dating on the Spectrum," a bunch of retards who have never had sex before.
Bro, post something that actually has information on providers!
[QUOTE=RealBugleboy;5915202]Tomorrow is the 21 year anniversary since I was admitted to Ellis Hospital Adolescent Psych Ward, where I spent 9 days and got my first kiss from a girl. Here is the story on what happened, I was only 13.
it began the day before, today on Friday May 11, 2001. I was out of control and tantruming and had been messed up on anti depressant meds that had opposite effect. On that afternoon, I had to be brought to the Ellis Hospital Emergency Room psych section by ambulance, then wait 3 hours to see a psychatrist. By then I am fine and he sends me home. This was a common thing to happen, as I had been brought to the ER before many times and I am fine when I get there, wait 3 hours to see doctor, he sees I am fine and I get sent home.
So I go home and then later on the evening of Friday May 11, 2001 (this very night), I get upset again and run away from home, I run into the woods behind my old apartment but come back an hour later (these are the woods between Balltown Rd and Aqueduct Rd in Niskayuna).
The next day Saturday May 12, 2001 is when it all began.
My mom and I were by chance waiting for the bus on Nott street in front of Ellis Hospital (we were going to get the cdta bus to Rotterdam square mall - my mom and I walked and took the cdta buses everywhere)
I was upset that day obsessing on wanting a girlfriend (way back then). After my mom told me to stop, I lost it and began physically hitting her, she yelled for help. A guy pumping gas at the nearby Stewarts on Nott St by Oneida School, he overheard her yelling for help and he came over and I was crying, he was trying to comfort me telling me "dont worry, your a handsome boy, someday you will have lots of girlfriends"
My mom was saying "you need to be in the hospital" not wanting to hear a word from me
Ellis Hospital security guards came out with a wheelchair and put me in the wheelchair and wheeled me right into the emergency room psych section
After I was put in the emergency room psych section that day (after hitting my mom)
The usual had to wait 3 hours to see a psychiatrist and I had calmed down
The doctor was going to let me go home but I blew it
I wanted a soda and my mom said no
No she was not going to let me have a soda after I had gotten violent with her
So I got upset again and then they decided to keep me and admit me to the adolescent unit
So wow
I had calmed down and they were going to send me home but I blew it now wanting a soda and getting mad over that
Which caused them to keep me
Wow just wow
And when I found out I was not going home
I flipped out and threw a tantrum
This black security guard told me to stop. I called him the n word. He in turn made me apologize
Threatening to put me in restraints if I didnt
I then found a razor blade on the bathroom sink
Dont know how it got there, it was exact same room I was in the day before.
There was an adult patient in that room the night between, so maybe he slipped it in?
But I was so upset I was not going home
I took the razor blade and slit my wrists (real smart of me right? Made things much worse for me).
I had to get tested for hiv cuz of the razor blade way back then (of course I was negative) and I still have faint white line scars on my wrist today not kidding
Also my mom later told me if I had not cut myself with the razor, she could have gotten me out of there by telling the ER that she will have me see outpatient psychatrist first thing on the following monday morning (but zero chances after that). Ya my mom stuck by me despite how I acted and visited me each evening in the psych unit.
Transportation aide comes to wheel me up in a wheelchair to the adolescent unit on the 3rd floor at Ellis Hospital. At the time I had an obsession, at the church I grew up at, there was a rumor about a crypt in the basement, which I obsessed on. As I got on the elevator, I told the transportation aide, I wanted to go down instead to the basement to see if there were dead people down there, there are dead people in the basement at my church (and I bet the transportation aide thought, he talks like that, no wonder why he is being put in pysch ward).
Anwyays I am put in the psych ward and remain there for 9 days. On the evening of Tuesday May 15, 2001, I kiss a girl named Lindsey on the unit, my very first kiss. The girl I kissed Lindsay would grow up to become a provider, she was busted a few years ago in a sting in Queensbury when she was living in Corinth. She used to be on backpages, but doesnt provide anymore - too bad cuz I would have loved to see her after all these years, the very first girl I kissed. I was at Ellis Hospital Adolescent Unit from May 12-21, 2001 and got my first kiss on May 15, 2001. Me and Lindsay were putting away stuff in the art room and she moved her mouth towards me, I asked her what she was doing. She said "nevermind", I said "no what really." She said lets kiss and we moved our faces towards eachother and kissed once. Best moment of my teen years.
I was discharged home on Monday May 21, 2001. Every May on the anniversary, I relive this at this time.[/QUOTE]You're such a dork! 😂129315; corny *****. I wish you bled out after slicing yourself. Pathetic story. You belonged there.
