Join Date: Feb 2015
Location: United States (New England)
The story of how iCod's week-long withdrawal from SAS.
Yes I'm still alive, and I'm kicking as well.
I must say, this past week was been truly horrible, an internal war, even...
If you somehow haven't notice yet, j have been absent from the forum for a week, 7, days, 168 long hours, as the mods finally got to me and slammed that glorious ban hammer straight onto my unsuspecting face. Le sigh.
Now, unless something has changed, frustration is where I can ***** and moan all like so let us begin.
Been a **** week but I only do rants on.my blog. But basically, life without SAS is completely different than with it. Having been actively daily for several, several months, I.obviously found it difficult to live with simply not being able to even this damn site. It was definitely a struggle.
I mostly found myself bored as all hell, nothing to do....I usually would spend upwards of 8-10 hours a day on this site, so just imagine what losing such a huge block of free time feels like. I usually found myself just staring at my wall in complete isolation and boredom, and without my escape of SAS, well, I can't believe I didn't go crazy.
Most normal people would take this banning situation as a sign to do productive **** and whatnot, but I'm pretty sure it's clear that I'm no normal person at this point.
The week was long and rough. I first tried to find a temporary replacement for SAS, just somewhere I could vent out my thoughts and relate to others without being called a woman-hating narcissist by the mods.
I tried that social phobia network site first, but it was pretty dead and inactive, so that was out of the question. Upon Google searching for more social anxiety relates forums, I've seem to have come up empty. Only the forum I was banned from and a totally dead one. Just my luck.
So feeling completely defeated and ashamed, I gave up on the search and proceeded to do what o always did on my free time before I had SAS. Sleep and cry. I would've been nostalgic if it wasn't so terrible.
Day 2 of my jail sentence, a SAS user randomly appears out of nowhere and adds me on Skype. (Not saying who as talking about members is appearently against the rules and i dont wanna get them more pissed at me.) Surprised, though escatic, we exchange words for a period of time before heading our separate ways for the day. It was nice to know o wasn't totally alone in my banishment, yes indeed.
The rest of the 7 days consisted of me getting hooked onto Reddit and /r9k and eating and sleeping and facing life alone. Quite **** tbh, 0/10 do not recommend.
But who ****ing cares. I'm back, that's all that matters, and thank God. I was slowly spiraling down insanity and sever depression from this isolation and I didn't even have the internet to help me anymore. Dear lord it was awful. I am not back on my sweet sas drug.
And that is my survival story. Real tear jerker, eh? Lol.... Let's just hope my words don't get the mods enraged anymore.