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I want to start off by saying that posts like yours is a reminder that you'll get help from the most "unlikely" of places. Kiwifarms truly is unique on that sense. I was taking a few days to chill, focus on other things, play some shit I actually enjoy. I wont say Im 100% but Im better than before (doesnt help Discord now has that feature where they show "people you spoke to the most" and guess what, its those pricks, so its always visual there). I appreciate your kind words and, I know its just "words", but they do go a long way.

The fucked up thing is that the fact Im feeling like this just goes to show how I took the whole thing seriously, while they didnt whatsoever. Even when I made it clear to others, they didnt care to at least argue my case and why? Are they afraid they'll be banned too? If so, great friend group there, huh? And its not like there are many left, its more like 4-5 active members while others just come to say "morning" or something. I was one of the more active members, trying to keep conversations and memes chains going.

Its disgusting, frustrating and etc. I already put it out there how it made me feel so I wont risk the chance of sounding redundant.

Be that as it may, I'll try to give highlight to particular parts to your post I feel in the need to comment to put something out of my chest (if it adds something) or/and add some context.

Anyway...
I've experienced this Discord dynamic several times. There's always a Dear Leader local celebrity streamer and everyone else is a subject, there's always a place for them to virtue signal and jerk off on each other about how goodthink they are. The second anyone harshes their echo chamber's degenerate signal they ban them and then gossip about it.

Idk if I would describe it as a "dear leader" situation here, the dudes were legit pleasant but apparently I wasnt? I was ocassionally accused of "coal mining" and, like I said, I could throw some political meme in there (a reminder that it was pretty conservative leaning so it wasnt a case of misaligned politics) but I would stop and post more "generally" funny things.

Point is I could make a few mistakes but not only I was trying to keep things active but when it was brought to my attention, I'd change course and wouldnt argue about.

The "Spiritual" one is in college (cant recall whats his major, not the sort of thing that ever "naturally" came into topics) and he does have some of that "pretentious" energy, even if I do think it was manageable and he was still a good friend despite it. I do notice I often try to "work" with people's shortcomings as to focus on the good but, alas, they didnt feel like doing the same for me.

There is also an annoying 3D artist teacher who couldnt help but be antagonistic towards me but I guess it what it is. Kind of felt we were "competing" tho Idk for what.

Idk if they are "afraid" of annoying "dear leader" but clearly they dont want to bother argue my case so, likely, its a bit because of that and because they're lazy/self centered.

Not the first time this happened neither. There was one that was a father with children that just quietly "disappeared" one day...

The part you described where they banned a pleasant man for the gall of being an alcoholic is the most telling thing you could have said about them. Does a brother in Christ ostracize and evict people for being sick? Does a brother in Christ dangle inclusion in a church over a sick man's head under conditions and demand they beg their way back in? No.

I'll add some context here. The "alcaholic" could be a tad confrontational when he got drunk but it was like dealing with a drunk IRL, they're harmless at the end of the day and they tend to give an apology if they went a bit too far. I mean, I'd say that giving a timeout until morning would have sufficed but...guess they didnt want to bother.

Dude was friendly enough and I still felt upon myself the proactive role to try to "aid" the situation, especially since apparently him and "dear leader" had history before so...

So, again, he did mistakes but nothing that justified going this far.
When you showed a consistent moral core, when you talked back to Dear Cult Leader, you showed that you were not a tool to feed the buzzing locust noise of Beezlebub in their parasocial echo chamber. So what did they do? The same thing they did to the alcoholic dude, they circled up and ritually slaughtered you

Im not sure if I gave the whole context of what happened so I'll give sort of a "recreation"

D.R: I'll return to streaming in 2026 after moving to my own place! I'll mostly stream Runescape tho...
Me: But "x", you should stream modern good games, like.................like......hmm......Yeah, nvm, better stick with shit old enough to drink.
D.R: Old game good. New game bad. / (maybe he was being sarcastic, maybe not. He did post a wojak of a caveman)
Me: They can keep their body types. I've got my binary gender choices. *posts image of Pokemon "Boy or girl" choice*
D.R: Why bring culture war shit into this this? You always do this"
Me: Im sorry, it wasnt my intention. I was just making fun of modern gaming. I can also bring up the fact that the UE5 is butt ugly.
D.R: If you think thats a better argument, then the brainrot has truly taken over.
(argument kept going for a bit longer until I kind of got a bit tired of it)
Me: "x" calm your tits, alright?

Cue me getting timeout for a week.

Me: *posts in his DM "Dick move but alright". Posts a few memes later on to show its all fine between us.*

Cue me getting banned altogether.

They are spiritual trannies

Dear Leader has a tranny sister, soo...LOL
Find just one person who would go out of their way to visit you in the hospital. That's a spiritual brother.

Easier said than done, even more nowadays for reasons Im sure all of us are very very much aware. I work two jobs (morning and night, afternoon Im resting) so I dont have much time or energy to go searching (and assuming I did, I wouldnt know where to start, most men spaces have been infiltrated if not full on wiped out cuz "feminism" or something. Then there is the aspect of being in the same age range and etc...)

But I wont let it keep me down.
Godspeed man, I hope you get to feeling better.

Thanks, brother. One day at a time. You helped quite a bit, dont forget that.
  1. STOP listening to uneducated doomer shitposters on the internet. And if you must listen to them, remember they are uneducated doomer shitposters on the internet and discount their uneducated doomer shit posts accordingly. And specifically remember that many parts of KF have a sort of intentional or reflexive anti-everything approach (which may be how they really feel or may be just posturing or exaggerating for the fun of it). These should not guide you in your self-image and ESPECIALLY not in medical decisions.
  2. No one knows what meds you are on unless you tell them.
  3. No one thinks meds are "dorky.". If they do, they're dorks.
  4. Meds aren't left-wing or right-wing. And your politics are what you believe, not what someone else thinks of you (or what you think they think of you).
  5. Meds that help you are not things to be ashamed of. It's not "behind closed doors.". It's a rational, medically-advised, prudent and personal decision.
  6. Who cares what random shitposters on the internet think? They are not your friends. And many of them don't think or care about any impact they might have on someone - though of course it's your responsibility to filter them properly and not take that to heart.
  7. Your health - mental, physical, all of it - is your top priority and your highest responsibility. You're doing that, so keep doing it.

Imagine finally getting actual good advice here of all places. How fucked up things "out there" need to be when HERE is the place where someone gets actual sound advice?

Its scary to be vulnerable out there, actually vulnerable because a lot of the "normal people" will often look down on you, avoid you or even take advantage of you. So it feels good to see actual empathy from the place "normies" say lacks it the most.

Panicking a bit. I had my first psychiatry session in a while like you all told me to. I could tell that she was a bit perplexed and disturbed by my issues but she was very respectful. What’s making me panic is that I thought I’d have a bit before I go on meds, but she said “Ok usually I don’t do meds in th first session, but because you’ve been on these before and judging by what you’ve described you’re currently very unstable, I’ll prescribe you some low doses”.

I’m not worried about my health or whatever, it’s that I’ve lurked a lot of the farms and SSRI’s are looked down upon. I’m going to look like a leftie dork on Prozac. “SSRI fried” as they call them. I’m very very scared to go pick it up, I don’t want to look like a loser dork who can’t manage her problems without the help of a pill. Though I guess judging by my earlier posts I am exactly that.

Dude, dont let them hold you down and focus on getting yourself back in good health, physical and mental. Do what is necessary and keep going from there.

Focus on the support you get than the opposite. Easier said than done but do try.
 
Well, you’ll never guess what happened recently…Tiny Tamagotchi 4 turned up a couple weeks early. Just over 6lbs, she’s beautiful, healthy and I’m so proud of her existence. I’m incredibly tired but so glad to be a baby mama again. Gotchis 1, 2 and 3 are adapting well to their new sibling, and Mr Tamagotchi is over the moon.
 
Well, you’ll never guess what happened recently…Tiny Tamagotchi 4 turned up a couple weeks early. Just over 6lbs, she’s beautiful, healthy and I’m so proud of her existence. I’m incredibly tired but so glad to be a baby mama again. Gotchis 1, 2 and 3 are adapting well to their new sibling, and Mr Tamagotchi is over the moon.
Congratulations!
 
I have a stomach ache. So I’m just laying under the covers and drinking water. Maybe I’ll take a nap.
 
Well, you’ll never guess what happened recently…Tiny Tamagotchi 4 turned up a couple weeks early. Just over 6lbs, she’s beautiful, healthy and I’m so proud of her existence. I’m incredibly tired but so glad to be a baby mama again. Gotchis 1, 2 and 3 are adapting well to their new sibling, and Mr Tamagotchi is over the moon.
Congratulations, hope your beautiful new spawn will grow up to be a happy, healthy tamagotchi.
 
I'm so scared my mother has dementia.

There, I've said it. I really hope she's just drunk and daft like the rest of the family.
 
I'm so scared my mother has dementia.

There, I've said it. I really hope she's just drunk and daft like the rest of the family.
The worst part of the worry is that you can't exactly push them to get checked because even if they're just dumb of course they wouldn't go, so you just have to wonder. Sucks.
I fell down the stairs last night and it fixed my back pain. Weird
I've heard of that happening and apparently it's common enough.
 
Hardcore wrapping things up and structuring transition of my current role responsibilities to [whomever] while pushing to make my EOY deliverables on a project that was my entrée to my new role. My old area is going to be massively revised - and downsized - in 2026, so being moved to an area less vulnerable (for the moment, at least - because it's like that at my company) is a good sign for my (temporary) viability. Next year will be full of challenge and very high-stakes intense. But also damn, show me the money.
 
Hardcore wrapping things up and structuring transition of my current role responsibilities to [whomever] while pushing to make my EOY deliverables on a project that was my entrée to my new role. My old area is going to be massively revised - and downsized - in 2026, so being moved to an area less vulnerable (for the moment, at least - because it's like that at my company) is a good sign for my (temporary) viability. Next year will be full of challenge and very high-stakes intense. But also damn, show me the money.

Join the club. My plant is closing next Friday. I may be withheld to help disassemble the place, and a few other places want me badly, yet somehow I feel this intense anxiety and discomfort.
 
The worst part of the worry is that you can't exactly push them to get checked because even if they're just dumb of course they wouldn't go, so you just have to wonder. Sucks.

The problem is that if you go there because you might have symptoms, it may already be too late to do anything efficient to at least slow it down.

This sort of thing really needs to be caught even before its starting to show signs, thats the sad/fucked up thing about it.

My mother had breast cancer this year and we were so lucky we caught that during a check up instead of when she displayed symptoms. That alone has given us a major advantage and she has already recovered, thank God.
 
Passed my trial period. I'm a full-fledged employee now, who works in a branch of industry having been educated for.
I drink beer once a week. I like spending time in one place drinking beer and enjoying German cuisine - the kebab.
I rent a room in an apartment. I recently cleaned it and the kitchen tiles fell from the wall down the floor. That is how properly maintained this apartment was.
I spend my free time walking around the city I live in. I have no idea how to spend the spare time I have. Only walking and listening to YT videos through VPN because YouTube is blocked in my country.
I'm single as I ever have been. I believe, there are girls who might like me, but I doubt I would like them. It certainly works other way around, it clearly does. Not only I'm not going to be loved but I'm also not going to have a family.
I earn more than before but I still don't live by my means. I live in the moment and I have absolutely no reason to plan things. I prefer to spend money for immanent pleasures such as food and alcohol and there are no other things worth spending money because everything else sucks especially where I live in.

There was an accident where I used to live, in my home city - the neighbor's toddler son got fatally poisoned. He drank the epoxy resin. Imagine such a misfortune. But also imagine a R*ssian babushka walking by this unlucky neighbor woman and blaming her for that unfortunate accident, as if the death of a child wasn't enough.
I hate old people, they have absolutely no redeeming qualities. Fuck them, they are not just a burden, but a thick layer of leeches sucking out the blood from the living.
I want them to repent or burn in Hell they deserve.
 
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Drove for a meeting every day of the week for work. I literally only had friday to spend my remaining 2 holiday hours, so I did. Yet, so much happened this day at work while I was driving around. Nothing going on is my fault but it's my project being ruined by external means - externals my boss is now trying to deal with, fucking finally.

Can I relax this weekend? Not really. But I've also nothing I really wanna do so it's forced comatose.
 
I called a grocery chain to ask if they were hiring, and instead got a message that they didn't have enough staff to pick up the phone. I went in person and they said they weren't hiring. A man came up to me and said the application process was extremely competitive.

Shit's bleak, man.
 
I'm into week 3 of a two day business trip.

This fucking blows. I hate doing laundry in a hotel. I'm exhausted and I just want to go home and found out this morning that I have at least another week here.
 
I'm into week 3 of a two day business trip.

This fucking blows. I hate doing laundry in a hotel. I'm exhausted and I just want to go home and found out this morning that I have at least another week here.
Those Mormons aren't doing right by you, man. Are you at least guaranteed to have time off for Christmas with some loved ones?
 
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