The early bird catches the worm, and screws up his files.
Everyone is beautiful and special and amazing, and all of our stories are unique and inspiring and we all have a lot to offer one another. But seriously, shut the hell up about the following topics.
A lot of shit happens in comic books, and a lot of shit happens in real life, so every once in a while they're bound coincide, right? That still doesn't explain some of the freaky stuff comics have gotten right. Like...
When pushed too far, some men shut down completely, cry or rail against the unjust God that inflicted such dire times upon them. And some men, when they reach their breaking points as human beings, opt instead to transcend the limitations of the human form, channel hellfire through their palms and bring the entire world crashing down around them.
Stick with it. Your brain will explode if your balls don't first.
Try mentioning any of the below things to a large group of people -- or just try not hiding any of these things from a large group of people -- and you will have so much condescending advice on your hands that you could, I don't know, build a really annoying house out of it.
I am a giver by nature. Deeply rooted in my blood is the philanthropic need to ease the suffering of others, to strip away the tattered robes of misery and lick the wounds of the browbeaten, figuratively. 'Gross' you will think, and I don't blame you because your heart is not as big as mine.
There are some ghost stories that just leave you absolutely baffled.
Seemingly innocent, merry disguises that lead to years of psychotherapy.