<p>So I saw something like this on the Parent's thread and thought it was really good.
Here's how it works.</p>
<p>On this thread, the idea is that a CC'er would be able to post something, as if they were talking to someone or just releasing their thoughts. The idea is that the other posters don't respond on the thread, but also allow themselves to vent.</p>
<p>I think this is smart because as high schoolers, we often post on HSL with anger and generally need a place to vent that teenage angst. </p>
<p>Since the Parent's Forum's model of this worked really well, I thought this could work well.</p>
<p>Remember:
1. No replying to other people
2. Follow all the CC Terms of Service rules</p>
<p>Here's how it would operate:</p>
<p>Post 1:
I wish you would listen to me, I'm only trying to help</p>
<p>Post 2:
How can you be so self-centered? I've been there for you all the time, but you can't be here for me?</p>
<p>As you can see, the posts are unrelated, but provide therapeutic value to the posters. </p>
<p>Have fun!</p>
<p>Here's the original for a better explanation:</p>
<p>Your job was to provide for this family. We are almost completely out of money and I’m starting my junior year. I’m under enough pressure already, I shouldn’t have to worry about where my next meal is coming from. I’ve worked too hard my entire life to throw away my future because of your carelessness.</p>
<p>I have tried being nice to you, but I can’t take it any more.</p>
<p>You come after me. I stopped talking to you and you chased me down. I tried to be your friend and it didn’t work out. If I stop trying, why do you have to send everyone at me.</p>
<p>You are making it worse. Now I will just eviscerate. I need to stop this course of action, but you keep sending me down this path.</p>
<p>I’ve parented myself since I moved out of my grandparents’ house on my 12th birthday. Now that I’m a few months shy of being an adult, and have essentially reared myself, you feel the need to start the job that you should have nearly 18 years ago, and you genuinely wonder why it’s “extremely difficult” to speak with me? Okay.</p>
<p>It seems like you show no sense of gratification when something good happens or any condolence when I’m in need of it. Have you ever said ,“I love you” without mentioning how you financially support me? Money doesn’t = love. The standards you put me to are absurd. I’m not like you. I hate math, and I like english, yet you still push me to quit my other passions to be good at something I hate. Just stop pushing me and let me do something called “being responsible for my own choices.”</p>
<p>You are the worse person I have ever come to know. The first time I met you, you decided to carry me by my hair. That is not something you do to a child you just met, I don’t care how much of a frustrated teenager you were. I don’t understand how my older brother can even be friends with you. I also don’t understand how your older brothers deal with you. You take advantage of them for their money and order them around like you have authority over them. I like how you favor my 3 cousins and use the excuse that “they’re the little sisters you never had”. You had 3 girls in your life that could’ve been your little sisters already. I also like the fact that you occasionally cheat on your tests(you proudly proclaimed that you got all A’s and one B this semester) and go partying. And to make things better, you’re a Christian and you lead the youth group at church. I’ll see you next Sunday.</p>
<p>I hate how I have no friends. I know it’s partially my fault bc I have a boring personality. I hate how the only thing I can contribute to conversations is just fake laugh awkwardly. I know there’s nothing wrong with being quiet but the fact that i am always alone kills me. Everyone my age has a great social life and I always have to hang out by myself at home on the weekends. I wish I had the guts to kill myself and become reborn as someone with a better personality</p>
<p>I hate how I gave you everything I possibly could, and only asked for your honesty in return. Instead you stopped talking to me like everything I did for you was worthless.
Yet I hate how I just can’t let you go. You’re the first and only person I have been in love with instead of simply lusted over. I can never tell you how much you’ve changed my life. You’ve probably forgotten me already as you chase other girls but I can never forget how I smiled so easily when we had it all.</p>
<p>You’re so absorbed in yourself and you can’t understand the thought that someone may be better than you at something. You are not the smartest person.You are not the only good soccer player. You and I both got a letter from that team to tryout. Not just you…The world doesn’t revolve and when someone asks you something, you don’t just ignore them completely… and when I complain about it…say its just you being bad and that you value our friendship…ya right…You use me when its convenient for you like you use everyone when you need it. Honestly, you are as normal as everyone else…you are not superhuman. You cannot choose you’re friends based on whether they can help you out with a math project. You totally destroyed my friendship with my elementary friend and left me in the dust. I am now hopping between different social groups without any meaning. Also, I am better than you in a lot of things and I don’t just go bragging around the school how much I am better than you and calling you worthless. Even if you’re better than me at something so pathetic you think its the hugest thing in the whole entire world… You ruined everything. We are not friends and whenever you need me…I won’t be there. I know I will have lots of friends next year and one of the really smart people in our class and be great at soccer and theater and I’ll forget about you. You think you can hurt someone and ruin their confidence and make them shy and self conscious people. You can’t. Any the stupid nick name you made up for me. It was stupid and the only reason I went along with it was because I thought you would like me more. But now I don’t want you to like me. I don’t want you to think of me. I want you out of my life. And when I went to you’re house…you’re dad basically had to invite me to sleepover…you made me make a fool out of myself…I hate you… I hate you… I never want to talk to you again…</p>
<p>You think you’re having a hard life? NEWS FLASH: we all do. You left, just like he did. And yet you say that he’s the one to blame. You kept me here because you’re oh-so-worried about my condition, but how many times have you showed up at home? Once a month? If you honestly believed that I had to be taken care of, then why didnt you do it. If you think my condition is so shameful, then why didn’t you let me get better. Why wouldn’t you let me take some medication so I can feel like normal people. Why did you stop my meetings with the doctor. It’s really not my choice, you know? Do you think it’s fun for me to do this? Worse, do you think I’m doing this for attention? You went by a year without finding out, and now that its happening again, you still don’t know. I’m deteriorating. It’s getting worst. I know it is. I’m doing better in school but I can’t stop it. I used to think it was from all these failures in the past but it’s not, it’s really just me. I can’t stop thinking about it and one day I’ll be sure to act upon these thoughts. We’ve all made mistakes. Although there are some bad memories, I just want you to know it’s not anyone’s fault. Hopefully it’ll all end peacefully and I’ll be forgotten.</p>
<p>It’s like I’m not good enough for you. No, it’s not like I’m not good enough for you, I’m just not. WHY IS HE?! Can’t you see that I try so much harder than he does? But I’m done. Honestly if you’re not gonna appreciate any of my efforts, why bother trying? I’m just getting nowhere and I’m so tired of it.</p>
<p>You flirt with me all day without wanting a relationship with anyone but our ex. You certainly act in love with me when you guys are on breaks. Then you get mad that I’ve stopped trying to impress you and don’t care anymore. I can’t even keep going.</p>
<p>I do everything good and have nothing to prove I’m irresponsible yet I’m not permitted to have a liscence or car yet because im too young. Not to mention you give me no freedom.</p>
<p>I hate how everyone writes me off. I am apparently the outcast of society just because I don’t like makeup, I wear semi-androgynous clothing, don’t like bubblegum pop, and actually care about the world versus my weekend plans. Meanwhile all of you can do drugs, have so much sex so young, put your life in social networking photos, and talk about people behind their back and somehow you are better than I am. I’m the (female dog) just because I refuse to be subservient to a culture which only values a girl’s appearance and you get called “spectacular” for your “warm, inviting” attitude which goes away when someone eats carbs.
You ruined my chemistry class, you make me want to vomit, and you are not the perfect “girl power fashionista” or whatever Teen Vogue sells you. You are selling yourself short.
So if I act like I don’t give a **** around you, it’s because you are everything I am not, yet you get all the love and adoration. However, deep down inside I know that I will be having a successful, meaningful life while you sit at home and watch reruns of Lifetime movies while your husband is dating his secretary who is just as “appealing” as you once were. I will feel mostly sorry for your children.</p>
<p>If you think my nice personality is “fake and annoying” tell me to my face. At least I understand the power of a compliment.
And by the way, I was just trying to be nice. All those times I complimented your clothes? You looked bleh. And now that I know about your rotten personality, you’ll never hear a compliment from me again.</p>
<p>Did society forget the meaning of self-respect? I hate walking around and seeing how girls my age act these days. Just because it’s “fashionable” to wear the least amount of clothes and cake your face with makeup, doesn’t mean it’s right. And because I don’t do the same thing I’m amish or “oppressed”. You go around posting inappropriate pictures of yourself on FB and walk around school wearing the tiniest outfits ever and then act surprised and disgusted if an older man is looking at you. Are serious?!? Then don’t act like that! You act like you’re the nicest girl on the planet, yet as soon as you meet someone new, you backstab them with the rest of your fake posse. I just can’t wait to see what you’re doing in 10 years. Then let’s see whose laughing.</p>