Have you ever HATED someone so bad?Serious answers only plz?
Why do you hate this guy again? He cannot steal what does not belong to you. Maybe you and this girl were just not meant to be together. I know it is hard to understand how something you view as so perfect isn't viewed the same way as other people but that's the way it is sometimes.
It also seems that you put a lot of emphasis on class or education as reasons why you are better than this guy. If this girl only liked you for your academic accomplishments or class, you're better off without her buddy. There are other fish in the sea and you will eventually find a woman who likes you for you.
It also seems that you put a lot of emphasis on class or education as reasons why you are better than this guy. If this girl only liked you for your academic accomplishments or class, you're better off without her buddy. There are other fish in the sea and you will eventually find a woman who likes you for you.
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One of the many problems with circuitface's resolution (and conclusion) is that the hate isn't gone; it's simply passed from place to place, object to object, and form to form. As Thunder Force (cheers!) pointed out, though, one needn't get into the logistics of it all. The fact of the matter indeed seems to be that Mr. S. Laydock is apparently under a great amount of stress that needs to be reduced by a great amount rather quickly! Lifestyle changes can be implemented under more liveable circumstances. landshark has some good advice, in my opinion.
That said, I have to say that I reluctantly agree with SheSaidDutch. I've been thinking more and more about getting a punching bag recently, even though I truly think that with the right amount of exercise, one shouldn't be necessary (though I won't know for sure, until I actually get myself onto a steady exercise regimen).
I'll note that hitting stuff that isn't meant to be hit (couches, boxes, and what have you) only changes my stress manifested as anger to humiliation or embarassment--which I suppose could be better than what it was, but, (inadvertantly) wrecking things for no good reason (debatable, I know) still seems silly to me. Sometimes, closing your eyes, shutting the more unappealing parts of the world out for a moment, and taking a slow, deep breath could've been all that was needed.
I also find that I'm similar to BulletMagnet in this respect; I'm less bothered by others doing things that I don't like than when I do something that I don't like. I'm pretty hard on myself, though, so even thinking slightly ill of others tends to make me feel a bit immature, let alone acting on these thoughts. I'm in no way trying to appear "greater than thou," as I could stand to be a much better person. I'll just say that when it comes down to it... take a deep breath, take a step back, and try to think things through to as full an extent as possible. It can be very hard, but the distancing (physically and/or mentally) can yield vital clarity of thought.
One of the many problems with circuitface's resolution (and conclusion) is that the hate isn't gone; it's simply passed from place to place, object to object, and form to form. As Thunder Force (cheers!) pointed out, though, one needn't get into the logistics of it all. The fact of the matter indeed seems to be that Mr. S. Laydock is apparently under a great amount of stress that needs to be reduced by a great amount rather quickly! Lifestyle changes can be implemented under more liveable circumstances. landshark has some good advice, in my opinion.
That said, I have to say that I reluctantly agree with SheSaidDutch. I've been thinking more and more about getting a punching bag recently, even though I truly think that with the right amount of exercise, one shouldn't be necessary (though I won't know for sure, until I actually get myself onto a steady exercise regimen).
I'll note that hitting stuff that isn't meant to be hit (couches, boxes, and what have you) only changes my stress manifested as anger to humiliation or embarassment--which I suppose could be better than what it was, but, (inadvertantly) wrecking things for no good reason (debatable, I know) still seems silly to me. Sometimes, closing your eyes, shutting the more unappealing parts of the world out for a moment, and taking a slow, deep breath could've been all that was needed.
I also find that I'm similar to BulletMagnet in this respect; I'm less bothered by others doing things that I don't like than when I do something that I don't like. I'm pretty hard on myself, though, so even thinking slightly ill of others tends to make me feel a bit immature, let alone acting on these thoughts. I'm in no way trying to appear "greater than thou," as I could stand to be a much better person. I'll just say that when it comes down to it... take a deep breath, take a step back, and try to think things through to as full an extent as possible. It can be very hard, but the distancing (physically and/or mentally) can yield vital clarity of thought.
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Re: Have you ever HATED someone so bad?Serious answers only
Exactly, get OUT of that environment. There isn't a job or relationship in this world that is worth your health, which is ultimately what will be consumed. Trust me, I've had angry outbursts with my family, and it only makes things worse, rather then better. I'm not saying you have no right to be angry, but you need to find ways, as we all do, of experiencing the anger, and then lettting go of it.Thunder Force wrote:If you are considering this, then you have lost perspective and are possibly close to a nervous breakdown. You should probably remove yourself from whatever stress situation you are in, and leave for a few days to an environment where you are not being constantly bombarded by stress. This will help you to return to rational decision making, and hopefully live a long and peaceful life, rather than a short and violent oneSuper Laydock wrote:Have you ever hated someone so incredibly bad you SERIOUSLY thought about making and end to it's life?
Anger feeds anxiety, and vice versa, and if you do not have someone in your life, like a good therapist, who cares enough to teach you how to mangage both then they will kill you in the long-term, and make your life a living hell in the short-term. It's your life you need to be concerned with most now, not somebody else's.
I will pray for you, this book has helped me personally:
http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/084074 ... s&v=glance
"Farewell to false pretension
Farewell to hollow words
Farewell to fake affection
Farewell, tomorrow burns"
Farewell to hollow words
Farewell to fake affection
Farewell, tomorrow burns"
We all have this, but the law like shoulder massages you and wispers: "you don't wanna do life, now do ya?"
It will pass over time.
Since you posted this I'd say don't do it because you seem to be the kind that will turn themselves in after it starts to eat you up..............
seriously,
Get into boxing
Exercise
Use that anger to make six packs
*advise ends*
It will pass over time.
Since you posted this I'd say don't do it because you seem to be the kind that will turn themselves in after it starts to eat you up..............
seriously,
Get into boxing
Exercise
Use that anger to make six packs
*advise ends*
I view EVERYONE as holding the same value as myself. Regardless of a person's current state, their potential and value I see as the same as any other person. Everyone can change, just as I could suddenly change, for better or worse. My initial lot in life differs to everyone else's, so who am I to judge? We are ultimately a product of out environment and genes, and while we can change ourselves to some degree, you are always at odds with this environment and accumulation of your life experiences, as well as other people (an extension of the environment). Of course I sometimes think I "hate" someone, but I try to purify that thought as soon as possible :P After all, hating someone else is akin to hating yourself, in that it's human nature you're hating on after all (then again, I guess humans also need some sense of superiority to better themselves and get through life, too). As for killing someone... the only way I could feel such a feeling would I think be if as revenge for a loved one's death. Even then, I'm such an introvert, I would probably just sink into depression instead. And to actually carry out the act? You'd probably have to be mad, either well and truly, or merely in the instant of the act.
Who are you?umi wrote:I view EVERYONE as holding the same value as myself. Regardless of a person's current state, their potential and value I see as the same as any other person. Everyone can change, just as I could suddenly change, for better or worse. My initial lot in life differs to everyone else's, so who am I to judge? We are ultimately a product of out environment and genes, and while we can change ourselves to some degree, you are always at odds with this environment and accumulation of your life experiences, as well as other people (an extension of the environment). Of course I sometimes think I "hate" someone, but I try to purify that thought as soon as possibleAfter all, hating someone else is akin to hating yourself, in that it's human nature you're hating on after all (then again, I guess humans also need some sense of superiority to better themselves and get through life, too). As for killing someone... the only way I could feel such a feeling would I think be if as revenge for a loved one's death. Even then, I'm such an introvert, I would probably just sink into depression instead. And to actually carry out the act? You'd probably have to be mad, either well and truly, or merely in the instant of the act.
I mean, that is so me. I'd like beleive I have a bit more passion in me though, but I'd too probably come to my senses.......
I'm a real moody up and down person, and I'd be quite capable of doing real damage to someone. Would have to be for a real reason though. For instance I was feeding my 16 month old daughter last night when one of those NSPCC ads came on the TV, and with the feelings that come with even thinking about stuff like child abuse etc I know that if anyone was ever to harm her, I'd make it my job to harm them.
In the past, I've wished for a lot people that did bad things to me to die, but I would never kill anyone even if I could.
However, when I was 13 (Spring 1993), I had a fight against this very stupid & spoiled kid that was 1 year older than me.
It was organized and as local school-tradition demanded, all disputes would be solved at this specific abandonded water-tower, where all after-school fights & quarrels would take place.
Back then, whenever a fight would be announced, it would have been the main event of the week and subject of endless negative & provocative annotations.
A lot of people showed up that day to watch the show, as well as his pack & mine, to act as judges.
But ultimately, I lost the fight, got a black eye in the end & everybody recognized him as the winner.
Normally all similar disputes regardless the winner of the fight, would end there and some times the two opponents would even end up been friends in time.
But this guy crossed the limit, as he and his pack continued making fun of me at school for the next two weeks & even pursued for a 2nd fight.
Needless to say I was shocked, embarrassed & very mad with the whole situation as this was completely unfamiliar to anything I had encountered until then.
What I hated the most was not the fact that I had lost, but for the people feeling sorry for me.
But nothing happened & in time the event was completely forgotten.
I wished with all my hate to the Gods of Chaos, for that kid to die in some horrible & painful way and his soul to be tormented for all eternity!
Four years later however, I learned that he & one of his gang friends, had gotten a 900cc motorcycle without owning a driving license & gotten their skulls / brains smashed on a traffic light column at 200km/h.
Surprisingly, his death was not instantaneous and died a few days later at the hospital, connected to some life support machinery!
Needless to say I was very happy with the outcome & didn’t regret it one bit!
It’s interesting to observe the mysterious ways in which faith works sometimes.
I’ll probably burn in the fiery pits of Hell for making those nasty & hateful thoughts, but it was totally irresistible.

However, when I was 13 (Spring 1993), I had a fight against this very stupid & spoiled kid that was 1 year older than me.
It was organized and as local school-tradition demanded, all disputes would be solved at this specific abandonded water-tower, where all after-school fights & quarrels would take place.
Back then, whenever a fight would be announced, it would have been the main event of the week and subject of endless negative & provocative annotations.
A lot of people showed up that day to watch the show, as well as his pack & mine, to act as judges.
But ultimately, I lost the fight, got a black eye in the end & everybody recognized him as the winner.
Normally all similar disputes regardless the winner of the fight, would end there and some times the two opponents would even end up been friends in time.
But this guy crossed the limit, as he and his pack continued making fun of me at school for the next two weeks & even pursued for a 2nd fight.
Needless to say I was shocked, embarrassed & very mad with the whole situation as this was completely unfamiliar to anything I had encountered until then.
What I hated the most was not the fact that I had lost, but for the people feeling sorry for me.
But nothing happened & in time the event was completely forgotten.
I wished with all my hate to the Gods of Chaos, for that kid to die in some horrible & painful way and his soul to be tormented for all eternity!

Four years later however, I learned that he & one of his gang friends, had gotten a 900cc motorcycle without owning a driving license & gotten their skulls / brains smashed on a traffic light column at 200km/h.
Surprisingly, his death was not instantaneous and died a few days later at the hospital, connected to some life support machinery!
Needless to say I was very happy with the outcome & didn’t regret it one bit!
It’s interesting to observe the mysterious ways in which faith works sometimes.
I’ll probably burn in the fiery pits of Hell for making those nasty & hateful thoughts, but it was totally irresistible.

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The welsh twat who was screwing my ex-girlfriend behind my back while she was at university later went on to screw someone else behind her back. And thus, balance was restored to the Universe.
If your girl runs off with some jerk-off who ruins her life, it's through no fault of your own - it's because she's stupid. Theres no need to beat yourself up over it because nobody wants a stupid girlfriend - right?
There are things I hate in life and wished never existed but I'm not actively trying to destroy those things at the moment.
If your girl runs off with some jerk-off who ruins her life, it's through no fault of your own - it's because she's stupid. Theres no need to beat yourself up over it because nobody wants a stupid girlfriend - right?
There are things I hate in life and wished never existed but I'm not actively trying to destroy those things at the moment.
Agreed. I would spend my time wishing good will upon those of whom I love and adore, than any of my energy on those of whom matter little to me. Of course, things (and people) can change, but I figure that it's a pretty safe bet that encouraging the good things now can only bring more good, whereas focusing on (and delving into) the bad is more of a shady area.
I'd also like to say that I'm with D and umi.
I tried to keep my initial post concise and to-the-point (right, right) in order to reply to S. Laydock's plea. There is much that I think about this whole thing in general though, and one of the things that I was going to mention is that old saying as to how everyone is a reflection of oneself; Traits that you like or dislike in them are the same that you like or dislike in yourself, and getting on them about it (in any fashion) is sort of an indirect way of addressing them in yourself... This wasn't necessarily pertinent though, so, I left it out.
I was also thinking about mentioning how I'm slightly frustrated with the ideas that I get from your typical action movie these days, because in all honesty, I can always think of a solution to a problem that doesn't involve fighting or shooting or anything like that. It's like how Jackie Chan says in the cartoon, "Why fight when you can run?" It admittedly sounds silly, but it's what I end up with. Even in a situation where a loved one/innocent is in danger (a relatively frequent preparatory mental 'fantasy' for me), I usually end up coming up with several solutions at various time indexes which bypass any sort of violence.
It annoys me a little bit that I'll probably never know how well I can 'fight,' since I won't ever fight anyone. Movies are probably the only reason that I think that I would even want to, though! One species fighting itself is quite retroprogressive, in my opinion. Threatening, attacking, anything along those lines always reminds me of Newton's third law; It's not that I'm afraid of consequences, but I like to know of them in advance, and when I do, it simply seems pointless. Fighting is silly! Talk. Use your head. Listen to your heart.
I'd also like to say that I'm with D and umi.

I tried to keep my initial post concise and to-the-point (right, right) in order to reply to S. Laydock's plea. There is much that I think about this whole thing in general though, and one of the things that I was going to mention is that old saying as to how everyone is a reflection of oneself; Traits that you like or dislike in them are the same that you like or dislike in yourself, and getting on them about it (in any fashion) is sort of an indirect way of addressing them in yourself... This wasn't necessarily pertinent though, so, I left it out.
I was also thinking about mentioning how I'm slightly frustrated with the ideas that I get from your typical action movie these days, because in all honesty, I can always think of a solution to a problem that doesn't involve fighting or shooting or anything like that. It's like how Jackie Chan says in the cartoon, "Why fight when you can run?" It admittedly sounds silly, but it's what I end up with. Even in a situation where a loved one/innocent is in danger (a relatively frequent preparatory mental 'fantasy' for me), I usually end up coming up with several solutions at various time indexes which bypass any sort of violence.
It annoys me a little bit that I'll probably never know how well I can 'fight,' since I won't ever fight anyone. Movies are probably the only reason that I think that I would even want to, though! One species fighting itself is quite retroprogressive, in my opinion. Threatening, attacking, anything along those lines always reminds me of Newton's third law; It's not that I'm afraid of consequences, but I like to know of them in advance, and when I do, it simply seems pointless. Fighting is silly! Talk. Use your head. Listen to your heart.
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Hi all.
Thanks for all the answers/advice.
They were very helpfull and made me think.
Sorry if I have caused any (if at all) uproar.
Subject of my hatred was (and IS ) my dad (I was forced to get to live back home due to circumstances).
For almost 20 years I have been suffering from various very serious forms of OCD. My dad however doesn't (even try to) understand or acknowledge the seriousness of this disorder.
Talking doesn't work as he doesn't want to, and most of the times walks away whenever any "risky" subject is mentioned (my mom left home for 3 weeks recently because of this too, so it isn't just me noticing/being annoyed by this too)
He sometimes even purposedly tries to annoy me.
I have a fear of filth to say it at the most simple level. He however is the most filthy bastard I know and he actually does some things on purpose just to annoy me.
Therefore he manages to sometimes make my life a living hell.
Sorry for the very basic explanation, but I have limited internet access atm.
There is more than this behind my desperation and "killing" thoughts.
I should say however that I am not the person to actually do this sort of stuff. I seriously want him to die, but helping him in that respect is a whole different matter.
Last saturday however, was basically an acummulation of small incidents and I was extremely angry at the time of writing. The drinks I had earlier that day didn't help either.
Anyway that's all I can/will say about it atm.
If I am not online again before the holidays:
Have a great christmas season and a fantastic 2006!
Cheers,
Super Laydock
Thanks for all the answers/advice.
They were very helpfull and made me think.
Sorry if I have caused any (if at all) uproar.

Subject of my hatred was (and IS ) my dad (I was forced to get to live back home due to circumstances).
For almost 20 years I have been suffering from various very serious forms of OCD. My dad however doesn't (even try to) understand or acknowledge the seriousness of this disorder.
Talking doesn't work as he doesn't want to, and most of the times walks away whenever any "risky" subject is mentioned (my mom left home for 3 weeks recently because of this too, so it isn't just me noticing/being annoyed by this too)
He sometimes even purposedly tries to annoy me.
I have a fear of filth to say it at the most simple level. He however is the most filthy bastard I know and he actually does some things on purpose just to annoy me.
Therefore he manages to sometimes make my life a living hell.
Sorry for the very basic explanation, but I have limited internet access atm.
There is more than this behind my desperation and "killing" thoughts.
I should say however that I am not the person to actually do this sort of stuff. I seriously want him to die, but helping him in that respect is a whole different matter.
Last saturday however, was basically an acummulation of small incidents and I was extremely angry at the time of writing. The drinks I had earlier that day didn't help either.

Anyway that's all I can/will say about it atm.
If I am not online again before the holidays:
Have a great christmas season and a fantastic 2006!
Cheers,
Super Laydock
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Dude this is your dad.... If you have these feelings about a family member, you need to move out immediately. Don't say anything about finances either because you could always join the Army or the Peace corps. Anything that gets you away from those feelings about a family member is a good thing.
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