Sometimes I can be an asshole insensitive, yea, I know that, and by the time you finish reading this post, you will think that I am... or maybe you will not, I don’t know. I am not easily angered, but nothing pisses me off more than people that have absolutely no consideration for other people’s feelings... especially when it’s my feelings that are not being considered And I’m not talking about an inconvenience or an annoyance... like not calling someone back, or cutting someone off on the road, or having to check in at 3 different checkpoints before being allowed to enter a building. I’m talking about acts that hurt people’s feelings. Acts that are avoidable and unnecessary, like starting a discussion in mixed company on a topic that you KNOW will offend a certain person or make someone uncomfortable, telling your friend an outfit makes her look like a fat pig, rather than telling her it’s unflattering, breaking up with your significant other on their birthday or valentine’s day or some other special day rather than calling it quits on a random tuesday, get my drift? Most recent addition to my list of inconsiderate shit: suicide attempt notification. Yes you heard me right... it’s fucking inconsiderate unless ALL of the following conditions are met:

Sounds complicated? Do not IM someone that lives 3 thousand miles away and inform them that you are set on dying tonight, so that they start freaking out when they wake up and see the message followed by a string of apologies and farewells. That’s all I’m trying to say here. Even if the person cares deeply and missed the incoming notification of your attempt at premature departure from this cruel world, they are in no position to do anything but freak out and feel guilty that they weren’t at the computer, or didn’t answer the phone or whatever they THINK maybe they could’ve done.... blah blah blah.... it’s a fucking guilt trip....

It’s not nice.

Especially when a person does this numerous times. And you freak out bimonthly when they claim it’s their last night on earth and then reappear days/weeks/months later when they are out of the coma-like sleep/emergency room/psych ward. You stop freaking out, and you are PISSED that they put you through a day/week/month of hysteria and daily obituary checking...