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Banquet Meal said:
im doing as humanly bad as possible...everything is going wrong, and i feel completely alone. idk what to do anymore. *i know this sounds gay and maybe it is, but im just so tired of trying when nothing seems to get better*
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At my lowest point (and I do mean LOW) I found myself dragging my own mangled body out from under a truck in a water filled ditch with one good arm as I had hit and bounced off a telephone pole at about 100+. When the cops arrived, I blew... well lets just say well over the legal limit. My entire life was in shambles. After the accident, most people who see the pictures ask how the hell I survived. Since then, even my dumb ass has managed to figure something out how to at the very least get back to a baseline of normality. Remember, it's not about keeping up with the Jones'. Its all about getting through your day to day, where every day ends a little bit better than the last.
 
It somehow makes me sad when even my most radioactive gamma-emitting pieces of radioactive pieces of uranium glass can even trigger the alarm on my radioactivity alarm. I have to move it around to get it to go off.
 
AnOminous said:
It somehow makes me sad when even my most radioactive gamma-emitting pieces of radioactive pieces of uranium glass can even trigger the alarm on my radioactivity alarm. I have to move it around to get it to go off.
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get an old propane lamp mantle. they're made outta thorium.
 
Well...
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My friends move away. One to college, one overseas. I have no idea what do. I used to have more friends but we drifted apart and I'm left with none.

It was tranny idpol induced group explosion -> drug induced group explosion -> then the ones whos left or my new friends moved and shit man I have no idea how I get here
The Feline Solution 2 said:
Nowadays you simply can't escape the IRL stuff practically anywhere because everything is so enmeshed with the internet. To this day i get weird looks when people ask me for socials and i flat out tell them i don't use any SM because i think it's bullshit, looks like i am the one that is using the internet wrong. I imagine people on here know that feel all too well.
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I have come to separate the two. On the internet I can be whoever I want, but I take care not to bring fantasies to the irl. That's how psycho shit happens.
 
Core Theorist said:
but I'm doing some under-the-table work of the artistry type and this shit fucking sucks. Why do people do this shit? Not worth it.
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One of my best friends is making his name in the artist world around here for a couple of years now and he told me basically everything is under the table because the taxes are just insane on anything art-related. He sold a painting for 60k € not too long ago and had to fork over half of that in taxes, ridiculous. Couldn't do it under the table for that painting because it was an international sale that went to a US citizen and he's rightfully mad about it. I would've been, too.
 
I hate power outages, they make me anxious, and there's nothing you can do about them but wait it out. Terrible feelings forever.
 
AnOminous said:
It somehow makes me sad when even my most radioactive gamma-emitting pieces of radioactive pieces of uranium glass can even trigger the alarm on my radioactivity alarm. I have to move it around to get it to go off.
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I was given a Waltham brass compass from ww2 by a veteran when I was a kid. Turns out, it has radium paint on the needle and my Geiger counter goes bonkers when I put it near the compass with the lid open. Thankfully the paint is sealed inside the compass and a metal tin is enough to block most of the radiation. Radium is a LOT hotter than uranium.
 
2nd time in a row my thermostat/furnace stops working once winter comes. Also my dishwasher is broken for the millionth time.


fuck this nigger ass house
 
It is an absolutely gorgeous fall day. Do I stress over the 8 billion leaves already fallen that I need to blow/ bag (and the 30 billion left to fall), or do I pause and breathe in the smell of fall and the soft sun in bright blue sky on the gold and orange leaves? I'm picking Door #2 today.
 
Found out earlier this month that the small company where I was an independent contractor at wasn't able to give me a full-time position. I've been applying for jobs since, but either my application gets rejected outright or I never make it past the first or second interview. Just this past week, I was able to make it to the second round of interviews for a position that I was more than qualified for, but still got rejected. I don't know what I'm doing wrong, I've become very discouraged as late and don't know what to do.
 
73_Autistic_Fuck_54 said:
Same here, I do still have a couple of friends from highschool that I talk to periodically, but they both got married and had kids shortly after graduation, so they obviously don't have time to hang out or anything like that. It's very isolating being a sperg sometimes.
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I've been forever alone for a long time. You kinda get used to it. I don't like getting attached to people because it always seems like they will always disappoint you later down the road. Being alone prevents this.
 
Quijibo69 said:
I've been forever alone for a long time. You kinda get used to it. I don't like getting attached to people because it always seems like they will always disappoint you later down the road. Being alone prevents this.
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Another problem is that socializing is inherently draining, because everything has to be worked out manually rather than "off the cuff" like normal people do. I have to constantly "be on" and monitor how I'm coming off to others when socializing. Which makes me want to stay isolated.
 
It's been a week since I moved and I still can't find my crock pot. I feel like a failure but I've found a service that will unpack the boxes, organize and put stuff away in the kitchen and move the furniture to where it should go.

Edit: cancelled that. The advertised rate ($55/hour, 3 hours) became $85/hour, five hours. Fuck that. I'll just spend the rest of my life unpacking.
 
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73_Autistic_Fuck_54 said:
Another problem is that socializing is inherently draining, because everything has to be worked out manually rather than "off the cuff" like normal people do. I have to constantly "be on" and monitor how I'm coming off to others when socializing. Which makes me want to stay isolated.
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I try not to think about anything when talking to people. For the longest time I was better at talking to strangers and friends at work than family members because I thought about them more.
 
Slowly cutting down my meds which seems to be helping, I don't think I need them anymore but one needs time to wean off. Got my car's backup camera installed so my new touchscreen dash if fully functional, and tomorrow I'm getting winter tires at a low cost from a slightly sketchy place and then i'm set for winter.
 
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