Ashlar wrote:I don't think this is perfectly on topic, but it just happened yesterday and I wanted to put it "somewhere."
Friend of mine from years and years ago, around college era, keeps calling me on game chat things. Relatively infrequently, and usually I have to tell him I'm going to work or something, but I'm not too particularly perturbed.
One day he calls me on a different gaming service than usual, and apparently he doesn't even know it's me. He's just contacting this account out of the blue and chatting it up, and I'm only typing to him but he's talking via the voice thing. And looking at what games I play. And I'm not aware he doesn't know it's me at first. And I make some comments like how do you not realize I played blah?
Well this christmas I went on a bit of a bender, very painful, and he chats me up and we talk and I'm more chatty than usual. I've known his life is not going good, but it's all really his own fault. He has always lived by some weird hedonistic lifestyle of extreme laziness, sleeping with anything he can get a chance with, smoking a lot of weed, and running out on anything difficult. Quit the Navy. Gets fired from or quits every job. Blah blah blah. I tell him I just want to keep playing my games, and if he wants to hang out with me, he should just play that game. He says he has no money. I say "I'll just buy you some game time for christmas, it's not a big deal. If you want to play you can play. Up to you." I do so. He plays some.
Meanwhile his conversations with me are all gross. As I mentioned, I was heavily intoxicated, and I said I was really disgusted with myself, how my skin felt, how I smelled, etc. And he was way too personally interested in it in a way that maybe is his sense of humor, but it creeped me out. He also was telling me things like he visited a mosque and "those people are different" and I told him don't go around messing with other people's religions...
So he plays for 3 days, and he is constantly wanting my attention, and I'm really busy because I have a million things I need to do as I recover from that bender, go to work, and play this game very seriously. But not just that, he has to constantly be insulting me and saying $#%^ in this guild-space about how I am not as competent at this game as I think I am (when he hasn't played with me in years and these people all depend on me regularly).
At one point he starts asking what kind of guild it is and I say "mostly an adults with jobs and kids kind of guild". He then asks if there are any single women and I say, "I don't know, I don't really worry about that kind of thing." Then he says "I'll find them out." And I tell him that we are not that kind of guild, we don't have that kind of drama, we're here to play the game and have a good time. And also anything racist or offensive in general or whatever is not welcome here. We're here to play the game, hang out about the game, etc.
And the constant berating of me doesn't bother me as a one-off thing. "Ha ha, you suck." But what he doesn't get is in this guild and on this server I have a very good reputation. People are super happy to get me in a group. I never create drama. I'm a little bit funny. I've got some minor memes going on about me, all in a good-natures way. Gaming for me is where I get to be kinda normal cause I can take it at my pace. All I ever want to do is game.
He has to keep beating that bush though. I think it's because, all things considered, my life worked out alright and he is feeling really really down on himself. He told me at one point that he feels too stupid to do the things he wants to do. I think maybe he always thought he was "better" than me or something, though I guess I wasn't aware of it. Or something else. I couldn't totally figure him.
On day 3 I demote him to our "time out" rank for all of 1 minute after a comment insulting me, which got various hoots and hollars from my guildmates. Then I promoted him back. And the guild is used to this, we had it happen twice in a night tonight. It's mostly used for things like "oh no Jerry bought all the herbs on the AH before I could!" and it's the most minor of hazing. But after he had insulted me hundreds of times over a couple days and constantly seemed to want my attention and to voice chat, I did this one thing. Then, for reasons I won't speculate at specifically, he quits the guild. Later that night he tries to voice chat me again and I just ignore it. He hasn't logged in this game since, but other games, so I wish him well. If he wanted to just play the game, I'd be glad to play with him, but I don't want to feel like I'm being used as someone's punching bag/ego nurse/attention object/etc.
Literally, I've gotten
that feeling the few times I've tried reading anything by Hunter S. Thompson
Thank you for sharing your Christmas story.
Because your friend sounds just like me throughout my twenties. It's a trip having survived being that way and then hearing the other side. And the tendency to relapse is ALWAYS there.
Reading your post was sobering.
As the Wikipedia says, "Personality disorders are a class of mental disorders characterized by
enduring maladaptive patterns of behavior, cognition, and inner experience, exhibited across many contexts...".
I wonder whether your friend was molested as a child, or was at the very least made a codependent by a primary caregiver.
Some of the appeal you hold for him may resemble part of the appeal my schizoid friend holds for me. You embody many of the qualities he lacks but would benefit from cultivating. Perhaps, one day, when he hits rock bottom and realizes that he must interact differently with the world, you may well serve as the closest thing to a role model he's ever had.