There's loads of fat-assed p**** at Star Trek conventions.
I've had loads of them.
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Thanks guys, for the unwarranted and kind comments. They touch me.
I'm really lonely and afraid of people (I think they must hate me by default), so it's refreshing — though confusing — to hear positive feedback.
About my PhD research: yes, I've accomplished much (began publishing articles in leading biomedical and engineering journals and while an undergrad and have gone on to present papers from Shanghai to NYC, and had my papers presented elsewhere on my behalf due to illness) but I've found it doesn't count for much self-esteem wise. Another funny thing: I've graduated summa cum laude, twice won engineering student of the year, won teaching assistant of the year, started college in 10th grade, never received less than an A-, for fun minored in math to take PhD level abstract algebra courses, have had funded research work since I was a sophomore, was recruited by both my quantum physics and engineering professors (I chose engineering), have done work helping traumatic brain injured pediatric patients (kids), covert anti-terrorist work for the Navy, worked for nature conservation, and have usually had my pick of research work (I've even help tutor professors and their students in my specialty.) My proudest accomplishment was inventing a *vastly* improved clinical bedside blood pressure monitor for use in the ICU that people have approached me saying it could save lives.
Here's the thing: I have always considered myself to be utterly worthless and all my accomplishments were just luck or because of someone else. I think of myself as an ignorant idiot, constantly comparing myself unfavorably to others. I think I make a terrible engineering, for I'm only capable of highly specialized mathematical work and am a complete dunce when it comes to anything physical (I break equipment and can't figure out how even basic things work, nor do I have the interest. That's pretty bad for an engineer! All I can do is program mathematical algorithms into a computer. I don't even know much about computers — though I should, given my training in things such as writing drivers in Assembly. I've specialized so highly that I'm essentially useless to an employer and must remain doing research.)
Besides, more than one of my colleagues has committed suicide, and two have attempted (in addition to me). Engineering research is a pretty stressful position. It doesn't impress people, for you don't get paid the big bucks if you had instead quit and left for work in private industry (getting an electrical engineering PhD is *not* the way to make friends or money. It requires a passion for helping others and teaching, which I have. I love teaching and research work, especially medical, that makes a difference.)
The funny thing is that women outnumber men in college, and they are well represented in many fields such as civil and mechanical engineering, medicine, math, science, etc. But for some reason, electrical engineering and computer science are still about 90% male. That, combined with working from home and in a lonely basement lab makes for very little social interaction.
So I really appreciate you guys. Thank you so much.
I am receiving help, but it's not very effective. They load me up on awful meds. It's hard to get them to stop that. My suicide attempts have always occurred under the care of a professional. Hmm
But what really depresses me is that, because of a botched surgery and later doctor mistakes, my body is falling apart. I'm forced to take a medical leave, live at home, and live off my (literally) poor mother's meager savings (she's so old she had to retire finally). At this point I'd hoped to be taking care of *her*, not the other way around. I feel completely emasculated and impotent. And my physical problems keep worsening with no end in sight!
So bear with me. I would really appreciate it if, when I make a dumb point/post, you not ridicule me (most of you don't but some have made me feel terrible).
Thanks again, all, for letting me express myself. Again, I've no friends. You're all I have in terms of friendships.![]()
And with all the people here criticizing me for being insensitive regarding that guy's depression, his name change to a serial killer is not troubling anyone?
Just sayin'.
Forgive me for being seriously worried. It won't happen again.
Forgive me for being seriously worried. It won't happen again.
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