Why I hated Jordan Peterson

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Why I hated Jordan Peterson Anonymous Fri Jun 28 15:43:12 2019 No.13378324 [Reply] [Original]

Depression and anger runs in both sides of my family but for some reason me and my sister caught the worst of it. I petitioned to leave a fairly prestigious university to pursue a life of crime and violence. I had no regard for the feelings of others particularly the women in my life. Everything I did was dangerous, the fights I picked, the amount of drugs I did, the people I hung around, the sex I had, the connections I ended. I'd like to share with you some of my most shameful experiences.

I contracted a sexually transmitted disease (luckily curable), I almost killed someone, I caused my mother to develop a heart problem, I got kicked out of my home, I betrayed some of my closest friends for things like drugs or money, and I brought immense shame to my parents and my family.

One day I began to feel a deep anxiety after watching a random video of UofT psychologist giving a lecture. I had never really stopped and considered why I acted out the way I did, why I put myself in the situations I put myself in, why I tried to prove my worth/masculinity/ability in the ways that I did. I hated listening to Dr. Peterson he seemed like he was just saying what old men who think their wise or sophisticated ramble about. I hated him.Day after day I would go back to his videos leaving hateful comments because I was hearing what he was saying but I wasn't listening.

The girl I was with at the time asked me why I spend so much time watching university lectures if I hate the guy. She was right wasn't she? Why didn't I just ignore him? Why couldn't I just ignore him? I snapped at her. I didn't hate him. I hated myself and for once in my life someone was telling me why. I genuinely believed I loved myself (I was such a narcissist after all) so the only way I could integrate the information entering my brain was to convince myself that I hate the source of this anger. It wasn't the man on the screen that was the source of the anger, it was the fact that I was so naive to believe that I had anything to be proud about and that I refused to listen to everyone in my life because I was a nihilistic, coddled, violent, needy piece of shit.

It's been almost a year and I've successfully completed a year and half of courses at university (really good marks too), me and my family have a great relationship, I've been in a faithful relationship with beautiful hard-working girlfriend and for the first time in a long time I really love myself and my life. I can tear up on demand just by thinking about my hero. I never bothered to write him a letter because I knew he wouldn't have time to read it but I spoke to a colleague of his (one of my profs) and she told me I should do it anyways so here I am.

Sincerely,

A Grateful Lobster

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