Types of people in life and your stories?

[Psidra]

There's 3 types of people in this world.
-First type: Normal person, has a moderately unfair life.

-Second type: "The Wall", a person who helps the First and Third types, basically something to lean on, to comfort. Due to this, the second types usually have no one to lean on, thus making their life possibly one of the most depressing. Their satisfaction is from helping others.

-Third type: "Bully", Most of the times a person who is unable to express his emotions due to the pains in life and hurts other people to provide temporary relief to it. Their satisfaction is from hurting others, be it emotionally or physically.

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I'm the second type. I've helped many people in my life. For example, I've helped couples get back together, or couples realise their feelings for one another. Helped many, ages ranged from 13-21.

I've also helped random strangers, as long as they ask me nicely. This is one of my stories:

I'm in a game(Team Fortress 2), busy playing. I get a friend invite, and accept, direct following it up with a question towards the stranger, asking him for the reason why he added me. I'm a trader,  so I usually expect someone to reply with a message in regards to the item I'm selling. I was surprised when he told me that he was asked to consult me because he got hacked. Curious, I asked him who told him I could help. He then told an acquaintance that I only remember by the name, but have played it very often. Never got around to adding the acquaintance. The dude seemed genuine, and so I decided to help him. I took my time and guided him throughout the steps to prevent his account from being hacked again, because english was not his native language. I also spent 2 hours searching for the hacker for him, but obviously no success. I was still happy that I helped him, because in the end, I still had another solution, and told him to go for it. Its a fool-proof one, so I knew that he'd have the items the hacker took away.

You might be wondering: "Why is this idiot wasting so much time helping a stranger?" The answer is simple. Thats who I am. I'm the second type, and If I'm not doing my job, who will?

You could also be wondering: "This is nothing, why are you acting like its a big deal?" Well, unless you've done it, I think this is pretty selfless already. Sure, I could have done better, and I'm angry that I didn't.

This brings me to my 3rd wall of text, below.

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There is still a lack of people in the second category, and a shocking influx of people in the third and first category. The incraese of third types affect the number of first types majorly. This means that there's more people that need someone to lean on, to be guided in life.

I'm stressed with the fact that I know I'm unable to help all these people, and that there's never going to be enough second types for the first and third types, meaning there's going to be people out there who suffer. I don't want that. I want to make this world preferably, a better one. However, knowing that I can't help everyone is causing me to feel that I'm not doing enough and this adds on to the stress. I think that I can do better, but I don't know how. There isn't one, anyway.

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Onto my last "wall" of text.

Notes:
-Third Type isn't necessarily bad, just that they are unable to express their feelings in a less aggressive way.
-I had to retype this entire thing out because apparently my session timed out.
-There might be spelling and grammar errors inside, because of the reason above, and that its 6:50 AM. (I haven't slept.)

The title says it pretty much. What type are you, and how have you impacted the world around you?

[WoodDog]

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[Wolfie_Lover]

Interesting topic, if I may. Well, I've usually staggered in the in-between of one and two, but mainly stayed closer to the two section.
I've had a terrible childhood, (I say that childhoods are usually in the 0-7 ages, but oh well.) and even worse growing to the age I am now. I've never known anyone who has a similar past to mine, and I know that I might have a lot of trouble in finding someone with the similar past. I've never had that extra shoulder to lean against in my time of worry, unless you count my hoodie's shoulder, but I've been able to help people, mostly my friends less than strangers or enemies.
I've usually been more reliant on machines, animals, and/or a piece of clothing than people, since there are the "Type three" people, who are usually always buzzing around me. -Shrug- I've never had such great people skills, but even though that's a true fact, my close friends always come to me in their worst times, even if I'm in a mood I still try my best.
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This one time, I was over at my friend's house, and she was being yelled at by her father. We both had single parents, and we both knew that when a parent is single with multiple children, then that parent is usually stressed a lot. Anyway, this time seemed worse, it seemed to impact her a lot more. She was bawling her eyes out, it almost seemed as if it were uncontrollable at the time.
It was because of her mother, and how she reminds her father of her so much, which I can understand being yelled at during a fight because of it, but it seemed... different. I couldn't, and still can't, put my finger on it, but something was up.
I asked her what was wrong with her, and she told me about their fighting, and I just talked to her for a while, explaining how her father still loves her, and didn't mean the hurtful things he said--no matter what he said. After she calmed down, her father apologized, and their 'feud' ended.
And, I really couldn't believe I had helped her; she could've texted a different friend, or one of her older siblings, but she came to me. A girl who she didn't really know at the time, she only knew me for about less than a week.
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I was bullied at a young age, always thinking that I wasn't good enough to do anything, and even today my self esteem is still pretty low, and didn't have anyone to lean onto, even my friends who were being bullied, too.
I was horribly depressed, at the age of, about, nine, and tried leaning on my mother's shoulder. She wasn't around terribly much, only home for a night's sleep then moving on to work in the morning, but she knew what was going on.
I tried my grandparents, but they didn't really do anything, since they believed that they couldn't do anything to help me.
I tied one of my cousins' shoulders, she didn't help much, either. Nor did her mother when I tried going to her for advise.
I had no-one to go to, not a single person to lean on, or a simple shoulder to cry--more like weep--on.
How I got through it, was through the computer, was through stuffed animals, my grandparents' dog, and a brand new hoodie, which my mother had bought me.
A friend took some depression pills, another killed herself, but I got through it with my own therapy--I called it "Secret Therapy". The last of my friends, who was bullied, came to me for help, and I gave her my "Secret Therapy", besides the computer, and it came back with positive results.

Well, that ends my story session. Hopes it helps~
-Wolfie

[Psidra]

I had no-one to go to, not a single person to lean on, or a simple shoulder to cry--more like weep--on.
How I got through it, was through the computer, was through stuffed animals, my grandparents' dog, and a brand new hoodie, which my mother had bought me.

You seem to be coping relatively well for someone who had experienced so much in life, especially with friends suiciding and some resorting to pills. Most people play computer for one reason, and that is to escape their life. They want to be a perfected version of themselves, to have a "good life", even if its only virtual, for a short period of time.

I wrote a long wall of text about this(Above paragraph), except the topic as about being a furry to escape reality. Read below.

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Oh, I think I'm in a similar situation as you. I'm more Feral than Anthro, and I love it that way. I don't ever want to wear a tail or a fursuit, I prefer being human. I just think of my Feral self as fantasy version of myself, to ignore the imperfections of myself IRL. I don't want OC's, I want something similar to me, ironed out, polished and made better. This, however, probably isn't what a furry is. I've asked myself whether I'm a furry as well. Of course, I debated this for a while. (Still am!)

What keeps me from not being a furry and being some dude who does whatever the above paragraph said to escape reality is the fact that I enjoy looking at the art. I enjoy the community. I like to label myself as one to have a group I can be in. To have something to socialise with.(I just hate the fact that they're so technologically impaired, which is why I'm here to fix that. Horrible at art, but going to learn animating.) Same as you, I'm not attracted to Anthro/Feral characters in a romantic way, but rather, in a way I can dream and imagine life as one, from a different perspective, to see the world... in a different way. No, I do not think myself as an animal.

This(Above paragraph) gives me a broader perspective on how I can act, how I should behave, how I should proceed with problems that lay in my path in life. I am unable to say whether you're a furry or not. The definition of furry is not up to what the majority decides, but up to you. Whether you want to classify yourself as something else, or to enjoy the company and times that will follow as you join the Furries, is up to you. It is not up to us, or anyone to decide who you are, it is up to you. The most we can do, is to guide you, to the path you wish to take.

I should stop talking now. Then again, you shouldn't take all the advice from me. Others could be as worthy listening to. After all, I'm still very young, and have much more years in life to look forward to. More to learn, more to see, more.. experiences to go through. To learn what is right, and to learn what.. what is wrong. You're welcome.

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Sorry if that was slightly off topic, but it was to show how people do things (EG: Being a furry, Doing the simplest things such as playing computers..) to escape reality.