Yeah, after looking up similar situations on the rest of the internet, I realized that I'm feeding the situation. Using the fact that this is the internet does not excuse the actions, however. I did try to be civil. I offered him banana bread after the jab before he trolled my thread again. Before that I was just kindof rolling with it. It's not my fault he's bullying me though. Did I make things worse? Yes. But blaming me for the entire scenario is tantamount to saying a girl who wears revealing clothes deserves to be sexually harassed. I already have social deficits, and I was harassed constantly in school, as well as during the last time I worked a full time job. I'm not like you, Japes. You're a harder person than me, and I'm certain your time as a soldier only served to strengthen your resolve. However, before I could join the military (as I wanted to) I was diagnosed with diabetes and deemed too much of a liability to be trained. I'm sure if I had gone through military training as you and my best friend had, I'd be a stronger person, but that's not the only thing that can make a person strong. I have enough trouble seeing my own self worth, and while I have definitely improved over the past summer, I deal with a constant barrage of down-talk from my own mother, who doesn't want me wasting time on a "hobby" like sculpture, and insists the only way I can prove to her I can make it isn't by showing her how skilled I am, which I've done several times, but by selling a piece in a market that's really not interested a luxury like art by a man with essentially no name.
And, unfortunately, I'm so dangerous to myself and others that I can't work any sort of job that involves repeated social interaction. That rules out pretty much any job I qualify for, because I had to drop out of school due to thoughts outside of my own intent to commit suicide. So you know what? I'm not mentally balanced, I'm not socially capable, and all of my "friends" have begun ignoring me, meaning I'm not in the best place right now and am incapable of rational reactions to someone with the protection of the internet making fun of me for trusting someone who made me laugh. I'm purely reactionary.
I just thought if I asked for moderation in a story I wanted to finish, it would help somewhat. But you're right. There are no victims at Terra Arcanum, and dickheads are paragons of social ability.
I also haven't eaten in about two days because my car won't start, nor have I been able to sleep properly for the past two months, so I'm having an awesome time.
I expect it's something to do with cheap rolex watches enlarging his penis while he makes $400,000 an hour working from home.