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I think letting him know you're alright is a good call.
Emailed him, he was happy to hear from me even if I'd be terrible at responding.
Damn, it sounds that your friend is good at searching, you should introduce him to this place.
Nah, he has horrible OPSEC. Puts his full name on everything down to the middle initial, has taken pictures of items with his full address and DOB on them, just no sense of privacy. He was surprised I found his email despite it being public on his youtube profile. I thought maybe he figured out my (many) email/s, ran it to find associated accounts, and managed to find one of the few active ones but I doubt it with how bad he is with internet fuckery. Probably had an old link.
 
Can't give very many specifics about this because it made regional news, but last week a local pet was stolen from my work property. It's an older animal, (multiple decades) and they've become a staple/attraction for the area. I started at my current job years ago and I made quick friends with them, even though they were pretty shy around humans. they always came to see me whenever I was at work and would hang out with me for my entire shift (getting many pets and treats, ofc). Somebody stole them last week. We have the thief on camera, but it's shit resolution and we can't see any license plates.

I've been working all week so I haven't really had time to process what's going on, but it hit hard today when I got to work and they weren't there to greet me.

Tomorrow I'm going to call all the vet offices in the surrounding counties and also see whether a police report was filed. I'm super duper pissed. Just want my friend back.
 
Shits just not going in the direction I wanted. I finally nutted up and started seeing a therapist in late 2022 and she was good, made my life better certainly. I finally felt able to handle my stress with work and not just walk out. The therapist diagnosed me with PTSD and recommend I look into an autism diagnosis which started making me feel a bit hopeless. I had hoped I was just being a lazy fuck and needed anger management but I stuck through and learnt to deal with a lot of my problems. She then started getting me to go back to the doctors, I spent most of my life with unfixable health issues that made me swear them off as useless. I finally got my issue, I have multiple genetic issues like eds, pots, fucked sinuses, and allergies among other things. Even when I started caring for my issues I started to realize that I couldn't fix them. I figured I just needed knee surgery and to get some kind of special pain medication but no I have multiple life long problems that will always impede me. Suddenly not every job was open to me, some hobbies of mine needed to be rolled back. I can't grow muscle mass like a normal person so I'm always stuck as a skinny twig, the cold seasons went from unknowingly terrible to knowingly terrible.

I started feeling a major loss of control in my life but I figured I could fix this by getting closer to my family who fucked me up in the first place. Finally learned why I was always treated like shit was I was a bastard. There goes all of my connection to my "father" as suddenly I understand why he became distant and an alcoholic. Well maybe I'll find friends instead, I finally got one friend who I liked but every time I spend time around them I get the impression of water circling the drain. They tried to kill themselves earlier this year and now the weekly hangouts have become something different. I dread spending time with them now but don't want to leave them out in the cold. I tried finding other friends in bookclubs and social events but it always a waste. My partner has been a rock in the storm but their work life is starting to fall apart, they just come home filled with dread now. Sure in 2020 I was dealing with psychosis and didn't have my partner but I felt like I had more control. Now I feel like I know too much and just want to forget it all.


TLDR: Shit sucks
 
if Ricky Fucking Burwick can make a go of it, you ain't got no excuses when it comes to rolling snake eyes on the genetic stats.

Also, family isn't always a fixed concept. What's that saying? He might be your father, but he ain't your daddy.
 
My heart feels so heavy and I feel like I've been drowning for months.

I lost my mother earlier this year; maybe it was a late sequela of her suicide attempt last year, maybe not, we don't know. But it tore the rug from under me.
Fuck, I wasn't even able to type those words out until today because it makes the situation real.

She's gone. Too early. Way too fucking early.
There's nothing I can do to get her back.

Hug your parents, loved ones, pets and children a little tighter tonight, fellow Kiwis.

This shit hurts so much.
 
There goes all of my connection to my "father"
Do you still want to have a relationship with him? I'm not sure how close you were, but I know if I found out I was someone else's kid, it wouldn't change how I feel about the man who was actually here my whole life to raise me, look out for me, and gave me my values and work ethic, I would still consider him my father since he was the one around to fill that role. If you wanted to close that distance he has created, I'd definitely let him know that. Good luck, I hope things start to take a turn for the better for you.
 
My heart feels so heavy and I feel like I've been drowning for months.

I lost my mother earlier this year; maybe it was a late sequela of her suicide attempt last year, maybe not, we don't know. But it tore the rug from under me.
Fuck, I wasn't even able to type those words out until today because it makes the situation real.

She's gone. Too early. Way too fucking early.
There's nothing I can do to get her back.

Hug your parents, loved ones, pets and children a little tighter tonight, fellow Kiwis.

This shit hurts so much.
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It hurts because it matters.
It destroys us because it tears something away from us that we cannot bear to lose.
But they live on within us.
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Realizing I've been trending to more negativity than I want or is useful. "On the surface I look calm and ready," and usually I am in the day-to-day and even in shoring up certain things for the future - but tbh inside I'm "literally shaking rn" and just blasting through it by sheer force of will and the knowledge that there is no alternative. I have been spending some good time learning to recognize negative thinking patterns* and adjusting to a better approach, but the reality is that reality is very scary, and my tightrope is thinner everyday.

*surprisingly good thing to do to recognize that even though you don't think you're (for example) being catastrophic or don't give credit enough to or internalize good things, because you remain positive and focused in practice, you might actually be thinking these things.

I just heard a statement that negative emotions and emotional reactions are telling us when we need to readjust our focus and actions toward (or back toward) learning, healing and growing. Call that trite or woo-sounding, but I think that thinking of negative emotions as annoying messengers with retarded communication skills but nonetheless important information to convey is useful. So we need to forgive ourselves for not listening in the past (and present, often), but also to listen, and to rethink responses to situations, people, hard realities. Detachment is critical, and I think I've been gradually losing some of that without realizing it and that's why I've been feeling more frayed lately.

Sort-of solicitation for perspectives:
I have realized over the last many years that I used to have virtually no boundaries. I've learned that they are important (and that I get resentful without them) and continually practice them, but it's hard with kids. My kid tells me "you need to set better boundaries" when I'm frustrated about being pulled in 70 directions, but same kid gets hurt when I set them, which sometimes sends me into a swirl. Fair enough - sometimes my delivery is hard because it is still a bit uncomfortable to do. But I am continually working on it and trying to let go of caving and sacrificing myself completely to make everyone else comfortable.

Small example: my (young adult, well beyond legal adult) kid has been away for a few days seeing dad and sibling. Asked days ago when return flight is (bc I would be doing pickup). Got a tart Idk until today (return day). Turns out kid didn't know bc dad hadn't provided that info (I deduce; kid will never carp to me about dad - OK, understand). Putting aside my thought that kid should have required it (and my frustration with that they didn't), dad is a narc and a controller, so OK. So now I hear return flight comes in at midnight. Knowing I need to be at the office at 7 am tomorrow, I squash the impulse to say no problem, I'll rearrange everything and be there, and say yes, Uber sounds like the best bet. I can hear the disappointment, which brings up all the internal guilt and desperation to be Perfect, and it is hard to stand on that boundary, but I do. I still feel guilty - in my ideal world I provide a warm homecoming no matter what, and admittedly have a warped historical emotional perspective to "save the day" by picking up all slack, wherever it comes from. I want to beg internet strangers to tell me whether I'm selfish for setting a boundary (and paying for an alternative), but my being at work, rested and ready, is important for the future - and even that aside, a last-minute midnight pickup of an early-mid 20s child is a lot, no? ...fuck, I think this is reasonable, but it's so tangled. So here's this: I'm sticking with it, but I'm interested in any perspective, agreeing or disagreeing.


Yeah, a not-that-helpful thinking pattern I have is bringing in a lifetime of STUFF for basic minor decisions.
 
Do you still want to have a relationship with him? I'm not sure how close you were, but I know if I found out I was someone else's kid, it wouldn't change how I feel about the man who was actually here my whole life to raise me, look out for me, and gave me my values and work ethic, I would still consider him my father since he was the one around to fill that role. If you wanted to close that distance he has created, I'd definitely let him know that. Good luck, I hope things start to take a turn for the better for you.
When he found out the truth I became less like a son and more just a friend. He still cares and I still respect him but any relationship is just gone. I feel for him but I also remember how he changed when he found out, sure I can't really blame him and I didn't know what changed at the time but I went from his son to a distant family friend and its been that way for 10 years now. I've tried but there just isn't any improvement and I guess I can't really blame him. He even went out of his way to try and get my biological father in my life but he ran to the hills. He is still my dad regardless and the only family member to ever really put in the effort with me so I'll always remember the good shit before I knew the reasons it changed.
 
sure I can't really blame him
You kind of can. You weren't the source of the betrayal, your mother was.
Was he justified in feeling hurt, betrayed, lied to? Absolutely. But to be able to flip a switch from 'Is my son' to 'Cool dude I talk to now and then' in an instant?
That's cruel. I mean, there are no wrong answers, he's gotta look out for himself, too, and he gets to decide what that looks like. Just...you know. Something neither of you did invalidates all the time and love between you?
 
I’m second guessing therapy.
I know literally everyone here told me to get it, but I was sitting and thinking. I remember someone earlier in this thread suggested they think I might have something called “POCD”, they explained it as “When someone is overly worried they might be a pedo”. It sounded accurate to me (My obsessive worries that something I did is considered pedo when it turns out it actually isn’t), but I searched it up in the handy dandy Kiwifarms search function and I saw that it’s actually a fake diagnosis and pedo dog whistle similar to MAP.
So, ya, the last thing I want is to ever be diagnosed with that. Even if it is real, I just don’t want the word “pedophile” on my record, no matter the context. I’m thinking maybe I can go to therapy but just not tell her about my anxieties surrounding that.
Either way, I think it’s getting worse. I remember I was at McDonalds the other day and this kid climbed up on her seat to stare at me. I chuckled and smiled cause I remembered I’d do the same exact thing when I was a kid, but I immediately felt bad. It’s not ok to smile at other people’s kids without their permission, it’s creepy, right? I dunno, I’m still kinda thinking back to it and I still feel bad. I’m a stranger, I shouldn’t be interacting with them in anyway, I should just be ignoring them.
 
I’m second guessing therapy.
I know literally everyone here told me to get it, but I was sitting and thinking. I remember someone earlier in this thread suggested they think I might have something called “POCD”, they explained it as “When someone is overly worried they might be a pedo”. It sounded accurate to me (My obsessive worries that something I did is considered pedo when it turns out it actually isn’t), but I searched it up in the handy dandy Kiwifarms search function and I saw that it’s actually a fake diagnosis and pedo dog whistle similar to MAP.
So, ya, the last thing I want is to ever be diagnosed with that. Even if it is real, I just don’t want the word “pedophile” on my record, no matter the context. I’m thinking maybe I can go to therapy but just not tell her about my anxieties surrounding that.
Either way, I think it’s getting worse. I remember I was at McDonalds the other day and this kid climbed up on her seat to stare at me. I chuckled and smiled cause I remembered I’d do the same exact thing when I was a kid, but I immediately felt bad. It’s not ok to smile at other people’s kids without their permission, it’s creepy, right? I dunno, I’m still kinda thinking back to it and I still feel bad. I’m a stranger, I shouldn’t be interacting with them in anyway, I should just be ignoring them.
Holy. Shit.
You are worried you might be a pedophile and your response is i don't want to get help because they might think I'm a pedophile?
I just..
What?
 
I’m second guessing therapy.
I know literally everyone here told me to get it, but I was sitting and thinking. I remember someone earlier in this thread suggested they think I might have something called “POCD”, they explained it as “When someone is overly worried they might be a pedo”. It sounded accurate to me (My obsessive worries that something I did is considered pedo when it turns out it actually isn’t), but I searched it up in the handy dandy Kiwifarms search function and I saw that it’s actually a fake diagnosis and pedo dog whistle similar to MAP.
So, ya, the last thing I want is to ever be diagnosed with that. Even if it is real, I just don’t want the word “pedophile” on my record, no matter the context. I’m thinking maybe I can go to therapy but just not tell her about my anxieties surrounding that.
Either way, I think it’s getting worse. I remember I was at McDonalds the other day and this kid climbed up on her seat to stare at me. I chuckled and smiled cause I remembered I’d do the same exact thing when I was a kid, but I immediately felt bad. It’s not ok to smile at other people’s kids without their permission, it’s creepy, right? I dunno, I’m still kinda thinking back to it and I still feel bad. I’m a stranger, I shouldn’t be interacting with them in anyway, I should just be ignoring them.
Stop, just stop. Stop thinking, stop searching, go back to therapy. You need to be digging in with a professional about why you are this way. We can all sit here in the autismo circle jerk and speculate with you but it won't help and will only drive you crazy. Er.
 
Today has been pretty decent, all things considered. I went for a walk with my dog and we ended up spending an hour in the local dog park, she interacted with a lot of different types of dogs and I think she had a great time. I got pissed on.
I got some housework done and I ate a somewhat normal dinner, instead of something random and premade.
We had a blackout in my area and the power just came back, random nuisance.
I’m second guessing therapy.
I know literally everyone here told me to get it, but I was sitting and thinking. I remember someone earlier in this thread suggested they think I might have something called “POCD”, they explained it as “When someone is overly worried they might be a pedo”. It sounded accurate to me (My obsessive worries that something I did is considered pedo when it turns out it actually isn’t), but I searched it up in the handy dandy Kiwifarms search function and I saw that it’s actually a fake diagnosis and pedo dog whistle similar to MAP.
So, ya, the last thing I want is to ever be diagnosed with that. Even if it is real, I just don’t want the word “pedophile” on my record, no matter the context. I’m thinking maybe I can go to therapy but just not tell her about my anxieties surrounding that.
Either way, I think it’s getting worse. I remember I was at McDonalds the other day and this kid climbed up on her seat to stare at me. I chuckled and smiled cause I remembered I’d do the same exact thing when I was a kid, but I immediately felt bad. It’s not ok to smile at other people’s kids without their permission, it’s creepy, right? I dunno, I’m still kinda thinking back to it and I still feel bad. I’m a stranger, I shouldn’t be interacting with them in anyway, I should just be ignoring them.
Friend. Genuinely. POCD is real and you're not a pedo. You're not a "MAP".
Go to therapy, this instant.
 
Holy. Shit.
You are worried you might be a pedophile and your response is i don't want to get help because they might think I'm a pedophile?
I just..
What?
It’s less so I’m worried I might be a pedophile, I mean, I know I’m not. Right now. I’m worried I’ll do something in the future accidentally or unknowingly that’ll make me one.
 
It’s less so I’m worried I might be a pedophile, I mean, I know I’m not. Right now. I’m worried I’ll do something in the future accidentally or unknowingly that’ll make me one.
Turn your brain off, make some tea, and go outside. You're overthinking and spiralling again because you read something on Kiwi Farms.
 
Getting laid off at the end of the year. Mentally fucked. Imagine getting a phone call at the end of a week's vacation and being told matter of factly in the first sentence.

Part tariffs part new kike CEO. they bought a whole entire company in the tens of billions and somehow are crying about not having money. We have another plant not far from here theyre still holding onto even though its not operating.

While I can always find a similar job, this one paid well and was less than a ten minute drive from home.

Oh well, guess nothing lasts forever. My faith will remain unshaken.
 
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