in all seriousness it’s very alienating knowing theres Something Wrong With You. like seeing your mental illness come through in your behaviour and thought processes and knowing it’s irrational and unhealthy, knowing other people are reading you as weird or stupid, and not being able to do anything about it is such a lonely experience
“Yarn vending machine? Bright pink box lands in North Philly, thanks to a young Black entrepreneur” 👉 http://bit.ly/2TnQNne via Billy Penn w/ @_EmaniMilan
Title: Am I the asshole for trying to help people appreciate their lives more?
Body paragraph: Ok so a little background, I got a cancer diagnosis a few years ago and I started realizing how little people appreciate their lives and the years ahead of them. So I started kidnapping them and putting them in specially engineered torture chambers designed to make them realize how far they’d go to keep themselves alive, and now I’m getting called the “jigsaw killer” even though I don’t actually kill them. But the ones who have gotten out seem really grateful and have a new lease on life and no one talks about it! AITA here?
TL;DR AITA for using torture chambers to teach people to enjoy their lives?
Edit: Yes they’re all escapeable I don’t make traps you can’t get out of that defeats the whole point! And thank you to everyone in the comments who gets what I’m doing I really appreciate knowing not everyone is so quick to judge
