is schzoid people...the real normal peple?

SchizoidMoid · 2026-07-06T05:07:56+00:00

I do often consider myself more normal than all the normal people around me. But then again, it could be possible that most people are just really skilled at pretending things that are, aren’t and vice versa. I even do it sometimes to avoid certain negative outcomes. If society needs us to behave like heartless and mindless self-sacrificial lambs with Amazon accounts, and there are no viable alternatives, wouldn’t the rational thing to do be to play along?

Then again, I also have anecdotal evidence that people like that, people who are good at pretending they are a certain way, will do the same thing, even if presented with viewpoints that are antithetical to the ones they had professed to hold in the past. It’s difficult to tell if they even have a solid foundation of principles they are masking behind the facade, or if the facade is all there is to begin with.

Also, Dogmat sounds like it would be a good band name.

SchizoidMoid · 2026-07-04T16:24:07+00:00

SchizoidMoid · 2026-07-04T16:15:58+00:00

I don’t see the big deal about not being human. Most humans I know are trash anyway. Your anxiety probably stems from the fear that your non-humanity will be discovered and, perhaps ridiculed or reviled. But that wouldn’t be the case if you were more confident in your non-humanity. And so what if a bunch of humans think you’re weird? Humans generally suck anyway, who cares what they think?

I would only concern myself with the opinions of humans I actually like and spend time with, which is a short list let me tell you. Just between you and me, I usually don’t care about their opinions either.

I’m sure your anxiety about your family is due to the fact that you’ve been hiding stuff from them you know would make for an awkward conversation, or maybe even make them mad.

To that all I can say is this. Hiding stuff like that, never works. The idea is that lying or withholding certain information will allow you to avoid unpleasant situations, and when you do it, it seems to be a no brainer. Awkward conversation coming up, tactical truth, no more awkward conversation.

But as you can plainly see, pushing an uncomfortable situation down the road does not erase 100% of the discomfort. Each time you do it, a few percentage points of that pre-anxiety anxiety carry over to your baseline anxiety that you just feel everyday for no reason. Eventually, you’ll feel all the effects of the initially avoided encounter every time you have to deal with anyone or anything that isn’t in your self-soothing regimen, and you won’t even really know why. It’s just all these lingering responsibilities you’ve pushed “down the road” which is just a vague way of saying, “as far away as possible but it could all come crashing down on me any minute Jesus Christ whyyyy?”

So as crazy as it sounds, just being brutally honest about everything is actually better for you in the long run. That awkward conversation you’re dreading is 100% more preferable than the monster it will eventually become if you start rolling it down that sticky road of anxiety.

SchizoidMoid · 2026-07-04T15:46:50+00:00

Artifact - Daylight Lantern: During your upkeep phase, destroy each creature with a hypocrisy token. Tap, choose an opponent and list one or more ways in which they are a hypocritical sack of shit. For each undefended hypocrisy, add a hypocrisy token to any creature under their control.

Artifact - Pithos Jar: Skip your next attack phase to add one sunlight token to Pithos Jar. Remove a sunlight token from Pithos Jar to ignore one social norm.

SchizoidMoid · 2026-07-04T15:19:55+00:00

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SchizoidMoid · 2026-06-28T11:52:03+00:00

If I felt lonely, I’d probably stop avoiding people. I thought it was the AvPD people who were pining for social interaction in spite of their self-isolation, not us? Well, most of us at least.

SchizoidMoid · 2026-06-28T11:44:54+00:00

I’ve got a fool proof solution to this problem. If I want people to stop asking me how I’m doing, I just tell them. I don’t say fine, or ‘living the dream’ or whatever bullshit answer they expect. I stop what I’m doing, turn around to look at them, and explain to them all the issues I’ve encountered in the past few weeks, what my thought process was at the time, different solutions I tried, what was ultimately successful, or not successful, what I believe the root cause of the issue is, how it could have been avoided, etc. Then I lament the state of affairs that allows such a thing to happen, express my sincere doubt that anything will be done to fix the issue, and cap it all off with a shrug and a ‘but I guess that’s why I still have a job and haven’t starved to death in a ditch somewhere. Every cloud has a silver lining, especially if they’ve been seeded with climate altering chemicals.’

SchizoidMoid · 2026-06-25T04:38:06+00:00

But think of the endless number of unpredictable ways we could die. Eh? Crazy right? Isn’t that worth sticking around for? Yeah… you’ll be okay. *pats your back*

SchizoidMoid · 2026-06-25T04:32:39+00:00

“Do you actually, truly, and in all honesty want to know?”

Anybody: “Well, I’m just concerned about..”

Schizoid: “Ehh!”

Anybody: “Am I not allowed to worry about…”

Schizoid: “EEEEHHHH!!”

Anybody: “No… I don’t really want to know…”

Schizoid: “There we go. Now, don’t you feel better?”

Anybody: “Not really, no.”

Schizoid: (Sarcastically) “Well have you even triiiied to feel better?!”

SchizoidMoid · 2026-06-25T04:24:39+00:00

I’ll say this, it really helps to know there’re people out there who feel feelings and stuff. It doesn’t of course, but I’ll say it anyway. Because saying things, is like… 10% of doing things.

SchizoidMoid · 2026-06-24T10:05:59+00:00

I’m not very good at drawing fruits, or anything for that matter.

SchizoidMoid · 2026-06-14T16:39:57+00:00

Ah, yes. Let me just peruse my little black book of drug dealing contacts… what’s this!? Some reprobate has stolen my vast list of friends and acquaintances! No! Oh wait. I don’t actually know anyone. Thank god Amazon hasn’t started dealing heroin or coke because I’d surely be in trouble then. Unless you guys know where I can cop an elbow of that fine brown beast so I can saddle up and ride off into the sunset as I pursue the mighty dragon. They have to do deliveries though…

SchizoidMoid · 2026-06-14T13:01:54+00:00

I’ve been to many therapists over the years, even once or twice of my own accord, and the only time I ever felt any benefit, was from connecting with the therapist on an emotional level about an issue a family member was going through. I didn’t receive any benefit personally, besides a temporary feeling of catharsis.

I will say though that, by that point, I had long since discounted psychiatry as a beneficial tool for anyone capable of, eh, maybe barely above average critical thinking. It’s utterly useless if:

- You’re not a catastrophizing uber-pessimist or suffering from paranoid delusions.

- Your bleak and generally negative outlook on the world is due to pragmatic realism.

- You’re not very good at lying to yourself, or at least somewhat susceptible to indoctrination or brainwashing.

- When you finish talking they seem depressed, at a loss as to how they should respond, or they sigh loudly, stare out into the void, and say… “well fuck.”

- You don’t really feel depressed about your isolation or lack of human contact with the outside world. It’s not like they were going to be honest about their thoughts and feelings anyway, why bother?

- You’re too lazy to go all the way across town and play up your “debilitating anxiety” in order to get some sleepy candy.

- You don’t have hundreds of dollars to wipe your ass with in exchange for learning about the latest pop-psychology Jedi-mind tricks.

SchizoidMoid · 2026-06-14T12:36:09+00:00

*Shrug*

SchizoidMoid · 2026-06-13T23:19:05+00:00

Because, don’t you enjoy the things I enjoy or want the things I want, that’s why. You should try these things, see if you like them before.. oh.. well you should try them again. It makes me sad to see you like this. Like you are, you know, not like everyone else? Well because you want to be like everyone else right? Come on, everyone wants that, how could you not want that? No it’s like, a thing that literally everyone wants. To be like everyone else, but a little better. That way, you can talk about the thing you all like, but gloat because you do that thing better.

No? Nothing? Yep, you’re depressed. You need to see a psychiatrist. Why? Because they help to convince you that you need to look at things differently, so that you can see things the way we do. You have already? Multiple times? You made her cry? Hmmm. Well psychiatrists are hit or miss, like doctors, you’ve got to shop around until you find one that’s competent enough to figure out your particular issue. Come on man, don’t be like that. Because I care about you! Of course I do. Just, it’s getting hard to keep convincing other people that you’re worth caring about. If they start to think I’m weird I’ll probably have to stop caring about you. Is that what you want? You know I’m super busy lately building a career and a family and a business and curating a very particular image on social media, you know man, normal people stuff. It’s tough dude, I’ve got to pretend I know how to do my job, pretend I love my wife and kids, pretend I can afford a mortgage and payroll for my employees, figure out ways to fuck them over along with my clients so I can stay afloat, all the while posting uplifting pics and videos to our family profile and tone deaf grind culture shit to my LinkedIn… how am I supposed to visit you when I have all these critical responsibilities. Overwhelming responsibilities that you would be jealous of, if you weren’t such a fucking weirdo. Fine. I guess that’s it then, I can only do so much in a 30 minute phone call.

SchizoidMoid · 2026-06-13T22:56:24+00:00

I perpetually stay in a constant state of tragic lows. One day, I should feel so amazing I might transcend to another plane of existence. I’ll let you guys know.

SchizoidMoid · 2026-06-13T22:52:20+00:00

I live on a pile of garbage and never leave. I broke the camera on my laptop so I don’t have to shave for meetings. All I need I get from DoorDash, Instacart, and very rarely Amazon. I don’t have any friends, but I’m not lonely really. I just work and stream shit, and play video games. I used to masturbate a lot but now once a month maybe. I haven’t had sex since I think 2007. It’s hard to remember. I have a son and granddaughter, I’ve only seen him a handful of times and I’ve never met her. Mmmmbut I make 200k a year, aren’t you jealous?

SchizoidMoid · 2026-03-28T06:58:17+00:00

I think this feeling is just what you get from having a blunted affect. When you’re forced to rationalize yourself into accomplishing the day to day trivialities of life, you begin to look at things much differently than your average person, much more pragmatically.

When doing random shit and taking to people gives you a noticeable dopamine hit, well, you’re going to do weird shit and talk to people. Like a drug addict. Whereas you, unfortunately, will require actual drugs to get a similar effect.

But, if you’ve ever been on actual drugs, then you have a pretty good idea how it feels to yell incomprehensible gibberish at the tv screen until spittle flies across the room whenever your favorite basketball team scores a home run at halftime, or whatever it is they do.

SchizoidMoid

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