As a moderator of an interactive forum, or as a long term regular member of one, we are almost obligated & expected to reply to some posts, especially one that hasn't been replied to, so the poster doesn't feel ignored, alone, & wasted their time. But of course, we have to actually think up something to say that isn't pretty much pointless, a one-liner, or just a couple words.
It's called being welcoming, sociable, & friendly.
It is important to reply something, especially here at Betty's, where most people have become lurkers, forgetting that we are interactive. Most seem to visit us like a media site or TV channel, for some quick pictures, a story, or J/O material & then leaving, rather than visit us as an interactive forum.
What did you expect any comment to the post to sound like? "Weee! That was fun!", or "Dang, they sure do look pretty."
If you post something at any forum, expect honest opinions about it, if it's a nice place. If it's a typical, not so nice place, expect to be flamed or insulted by some, with a few trolls saying anything just for the fun of seeing you get all riled up about it.
No health issues were discussed in this thread until you brought it up. However, did you forget where you are visiting?
Many sissies & ABDLs are that way because they are disabled, or handicapped. Young or old, many were not being able to run, jump, & play like the other boys, or were diapered due to incontinence. Handicaps, & disabilities is a part of many of our visitors real lives. Some of these problems, even among our younger visitors may be life threatening, & shorten their time on earth too.
Perhaps because you are not a prolific poster who has been with us for a decade or more, you don't get the private messages, & emails from those people, or people who have a loved one in that situation. Long before I had any disability, many of our users had disabilities, or life-threatening illnesses. They came here for comfort & relief from it all. I saw no reason to force them to conceal their problems or discomfort, & make them feel unwelcome.
More often than not. Their condition is eventually fatal. Unlike all other sissy & ABDL sites, Betty's started in spring 1994, 22 years ago. More than half our regular users back in 1994 are dead now. Almost ALL the sissy & ABDL site owners, managers, & moderators from the 1990s are dead now. Betty's evolved from a gay & crossdressing usenet newsgroup started in 1981. Due to aging, or the AIDs epidemic of the 80s & 90s, just about all of the people in the newsgroup are dead now. And they did no go quick or easy.
Betty's being around for 22 years, means naturally that some of us have gotten older, & our days are numbered, with not many left. Even without any illness or disability, as we age our minds start to run a little slower too, degrading even our thought processes & who we are.
Betty's objectives has changed a little over the years though. After 22 years, (35 if you include the usenet newsgroup) It has also become a record/archive of the last years & days of Betty Pearl & friends. Enjoy it or hate it, or save it all you can now. Because when it's gone, it means I probably am too.
Betty's is not just another sissy site or forum. We're an archive site & a site that gets archived by many, for years to come. Unlike just just seeing Josie in her latest tutu, the latest pillow humping experience, or the dirtiest story to J/O to, we present/archive a continuing story of the real days, lives, loves, struggles, & deaths of real sissies & ABDLs. We dig deeper beyond the dress & diapers to touch into their lives.
You can still find a kinky picture or story here. But Betty's is drama, comedy, & emotional too... in real time & in archives. It's an ongoing story & record of the lives, loves, pain, & deaths of many. Sometimes it's a happy story, sometimes it's sad or very dramatic. We're not all Mr. Spock here, & my emotions run deep. I cried as much when I lost a cat as I did when I lost a loved one. If you can't cry, or watch a sad movie, or drama once in a while, you might not like Betty's.
I guess you've had to watch a half dozen or more friends & loved ones go through months or years of unbearable pain, & suffering, then be at their bedside as they take their last breath to show any compassion, & learn how to cry. However if you cried when you lost your BMW, iphone, or when your stock value fell, you might be in the wrong place.
If you're in pain, or suffering, disabled, or severely ill, it's very much a large part of your life. To visit or chat in an open forum, & try to avoid that fact or not to mention it is total nonsense.
When you stub your toe hard on the table on the way to the bathroom in the middle of the night, do you smile, & dance while singing "Happy Happy, Joy Joy", or be silent? Of course not, you yell, say "ow", & probably swear a lot too.
Do you ignore your crying baby or child & just let it lie there sobbing? Some will, but most compassionate & normal people won't. When your kitty or dog whines or meows for attention, do you continue to ignore them or eventually play & cuddle with them to make you both feel better? Then again, some people hate dogs, cats, or any pets & wouldn't dream of having one.
In my case, COPD is a progressive disease. It never gets better, it just steadily gets worse. I've known friends & loved ones who had it, & now every single one of them are dead. It wasn't an easy way to go either. They only went out after years of pain & suffering. I've witnessed the symptoms & progression of the disease in them, & ultimately their deaths.
I'm next! Out of everybody I know, I'm the one most likely to die next. I'll probably still be around at least another year, but because I know my condition too well, I know my days are numbered. Long before I go, things will get much worse & unbearable soon. When that happens I will talk about it more too.
Thank your lucky stars Bitch'n Betty's still exists. I shouldn't be here anymore. It's a big project just to make it to the bathroom, make a meal, or clean the litter box. Laundry day takes a week, by that time, it's time to do laundry again. I should be in home care, nursing home, or hospital by now. Give me my life while I can still live it.
If you stub your toe, & it hurts, everyone is welcome to talk about it here. You'll get plenty of hugs & kisses from us to make it feel better.
I'm damned tired of seeing people, even hospital staff with no compassion, complaining about someone being a "cry baby" because they're in pain & suffering. Since when has it become required to shut up, be quiet, & smile when it hurts, because people without pain don't want to hear about it or deal with it?
The old line, "Don't be a sissy, shut up take it like a man" is total & absolute bullshyt. Crying girls get sympathy, comfort, hugs, & kisses, but it's not allowed for boys because it's un-manly?
I see that same thing with disabled military/vets injured during a war too. The argument goes something like they knew what they were getting into when they signed up, or they knew they could be injured or killed. They're supposed to shut up & deal with it like a "man". Is that supposed to make their pain & suffering feel better?
How is demanding they shut up, be silent, be ignored, or go away suddenly the best solution to those who suffer or who's days are numbered?
We are not small children that need to be sheltered from the troubles & pain of others. People don't want to see or hear people in pain & suffering, but silencing them, & hiding them away isn't the answer.
All of us will eventually be seriously ill, suffer, or be in severe pain at one point of our life or near the end of our life. Let's see you smile & stay silent about it when it's your turn. Everyone is always welcome here for hugs, kisses, & prayers to make it feel a little better.
I'm Betty Pearl, not my good friend, Mary Beth. I will not be silent about the pain & mortality to slowly fade away, only to briefly re-appear near the end with a smile if I can sneak away from the hospital room or family to get online. I'm kicking, fighting, & bitching all the way to the end. The squeaky hinge gets the oil, not the quiet one that eventually breaks & gets replaced.
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