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Had a nice and fucking long (~5km) walk through the snow because the fucking parcel deliverers in this country can't be fucked to do their work properly. My packet wasn't even a packet, it came in an envelope, there is not a single reason they couldn't have stuffed that in my mailbox. Faggots.

Also saw that the local schizo bum (i suspect it was him, didn't see him actually do it) tried to set up some kind of bum nest in my stairwell. Just threw all his shit in the trash (a blanket and some other stuff) because no one else of the animals that live here seem to be bothered by bums setting up shop in our house. Not the Christian thing to do but my patience has limits. I hope he freezes to death. Gave my hands a thorough wash afterwards, don't want to catch whatever AIDS he's carrying. Fuck bums.
I feel twice my age with how busted up I am
Amen, brother. Still, we can work on it, at least to some degree.
you know when you miss smoking, then when you actually do it, you remember why that shit ain’t good for you? yeah :(
Every single time. I switched to vaping ages ago but i bum the odd cigarette when i am around people who smoke. First inhale is "Man, this is great, i missed that", then the next one is "Wow, this tastes like shit, put that out you fucking retard".
And both seem to despise the other beneath it all.
Ignore gender war threads, they in no way reflect reality. At least not the reality i've experienced so far. Null should've never let that shit flourish on this site, it only led to retarded infighting and some of the most mongoloided users registering and carrying their gender war bullshit out in unrelated threads (this is not aimed at you posting about it ITT).
 
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I really hate this time of year. Can't really enjoy my vacation on such heat. You know that the climate is hell when the kitchen feels cooler than outside

I just lost 75% of my savings because of an emergency. I don't know how to recover from this
That's why we have savings... 2025 took a toll on my reserves too, but at least i'm debt free :)

May this year be better for us financially
 
Got my MRI appointment today, can't wait to lie in a cramped tube and listen to this for 20 minutes
MRIs are a claustrophobia nightmare. Plus it's cold in the room, so if they offer you a blanket, do take it.
I'm sick of giving my communist friends any grace or tolerance. Why the fuck should I, when if they even knew I posted here, they'd want me dead? I'm ghosting all these stupid fucks, they won't even notice.

Q: Why do you have communist friends? They used to be more normal :/ I've known these people over a decade.
If they are no longer normal, why do you hang out with them still?
I had a friend that was normal too, but took both the ledfty path and the troon path. I ended up ghosting him, which is shitty in hindsight, but that was the only way to cut contact. Ill pray for ya.
I’m sick of this fucking cert. I take the test three fucking times. And I FUCKING fail EVERY SINGLE FUCKING TIME. I make flash cards. I watch videos. I have a notebook FULL of shit. I do practice tests and I ace them. And I still can’t fucking pass!!!! I need the cert if I’m gonna get the job I was promised once I’m done with college. If I can’t get it I’m FUCKED. Christ I need a cigarette. Man.
That was me trying to take the CompTIA Cybersecurity cert.
 
I don't know if it's, like, a known phenomenon, but I've heard other people say the same thing.
I'm with you. The only reason I haven't gone TPD is because an old acquittance from High School reached out to me after Charlie Kirk was murdered to check in, and she's all in on the whole progressive shit. It was kinda a fresh reminder that 𝕏itter, in fact, is not a real place (and neither is reddit).

I got ghosted by the person I've considered to be my best friend for the last 2.5 years and I'm still feeling wounded about it.
This post kinda hit home for all the wrong reasons. I'm that person on the other end of your situation (not literally).

So I knew this person for 15 years, since 1st Grade by literal chance. I don't know if me eternally me betting clout chips on this one person fucked with my entire childhood. I want you to think of that one kid who wasn't necessarily a retard but just a little slow. Now take that, add a hint of gay voice, and complete it with a tablespoon of sheltered. My own mom, who quite literally loves everyone and tries to see the good in most people, couldn't stand him when I was younger. From the moment she met him too, remember we were 6 or 7 (ahhh).

To help you fully understand how integral he and his family were to my life, whenever I speak Spanish, I get told that I have a <Central American country> accent- the same country his mother is from. His parents and brother (who I'm also close with and is a lot more high speed) are all great, so I don't wanna burn that bridge.

But what's really gotten to me is just how clingy he's always been. He put all his eggs in my basket without ever talking to anyone else. I can't say I blame him since 99% of the world gets easily fatigued with becoming a proto-therapist every time. His total lack of self awareness and idiocy has in turn really made me question "am I like that" and if all my annoyances were just projection, and how much of his behavior I enabled. He is also the only Zoomer I know of in existence who has the terminal-onlineness of an ipad kid while simultaneously the most out of touch boomer. If a Zoomer says 67, makes diddy jokes, etc it flows. But with him it's... robotic. Zoomerspeak quite literally flows better from my resist lib Gen Xer Dad. If I believed in reincarnation, he 100% is an old soul failing miserably at his current incarnation.

What is kinda completing this is a series of events with a very islamic chatlog which convinced me that he's also pdf-ish (for clarity, nothing of that nature ended up actually happening). When he dumped on me like usual, I couldn't help but notice holes in his stories and hints of dishonesty. He actually showed me the fucking chatlog too, and nothing on paper indicates it. But if you were in my position, you would draw the same conclusion.

Finally, he just is a straight up lolcow. I probably could have condensed this rant by just comparing him to DSP, but idk I needed to get this off my chest. This isn't even a tenth of the drama, but it's what I'm comfortable sharing without saying anything too compromising.
 
This post kinda hit home for all the wrong reasons. I'm that person on the other end of your situation (not literally).
I don't know if it helps at all, but in reading about your situation, I think we're in very, very different boats. I wouldn't consider you guilty of the same thing my "friend" did to me at all. (I feel weird even using the word guilty, but I'm not sure what would feel more correct here.)

You met your lolcow naturally through school, whereas I met my jerk in a space we both actively chose to be in. He also deliberately sought me out for friendship, when I was very specifically wallflowering. We wouldn't have ever become close friends if he hadn't directly asked me to be friends. You also met your lolcow when you were very young, and my situation happened entirely within my adulthood.

I've also been you, in that situation. I had to support someone through threats of suicide (because I didn't love them romantically :/) and generally just being... Sort of an emotional leech. Miserable, rude, desperate, just a chore to be around. I absolutely empathize. In fact, I think you and I are a particular type of person, and your lolcow/my jerk are a different, but distinct type of person. It just so happens that we're on opposite ends of the mutual problem at this moment!

It's not for me to say whether or not you should have any complicated feelings about it, but I really do hope you don't feel any guilt over cutting a person like that out of your social circle. Untrained people aren't meant to be therapists for their friends and family all the time, and they're not meant to have to support extremely needy/clingy people all on their own. "It takes a village" isn't just a cute platitude, it's honest-to-god the only way people like your lolcow can make it. They have to have a village of people (friends, family, professionals) willing to help guide them along. Putting a huge portion of that burden onto one person, even just two or three people, will tax those people in a special, terrible way.

That's all. Don't feel badly for removing a person from your life if they're nothing but trouble, even/particularly when you do it quietly. I'd bet money on the fact that you've told your lolcow more than once that you don't want to hear his misery all the time, and he hasn't shown that request any respect—you're allowed to let go of somebody who doesn't treat you with the same care they demand from you and not feel guilt about it.

Edit for the sake of clarity: not sure if you have or have not yet done this, but either way, you're not obligated to any guilt about it. If you're wondering about doing it, you would be justified imo. If you have and you're having a tough time with that, totally understandable, but you're still not in the wrong. Applicable either way!
 
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Drove to work through sheets of black ice, only to drive home in comfy silent hill fog. Not a bad day, not a lot of bad vibes either. Hopefully the week will follow and I'll go into the weekend without a squeezed chest.

I feel twice my age with how busted up I am and I dread the future of not being able to retire or the workforce just collapsing in on itself some day like a house of cards. I'm tired.
It's nuts watching old movies where the FAILURE LOSER AUNT is unemployed and it's enough to taint her entire character. Then she gets a job and suddenly it's basically assured she'll never go unemployed again. Now? Out the door day to next if the numbers stand to benefit. And yet, the public sector has this weird circlejerk aspect where they just move people around internally, wasting external applications, cause uhhh someone is being bullied!
That's why we have savings... 2025 took a toll on my reserves too, but at least i'm debt free :)
You need what, 3x monthly salary saved up and the rest in stocks? I'm at x1.5 with investments I believe, at least one-to-one numbers off my paycheck. No debt, cute car that'll last long if I don't crash it again. I still feel broke, miserable and like a loser. Even seeing zoomers in deep debt or living with 5 other people just so they can live downtown instead of near nature.
Ignore gender war threads, they in no way reflect reality. At least not the reality i've experienced so far. Null should've never let that shit flourish on this site, it only led to retarded infighting and some of the most mongoloided users registering and carrying their gender war bullshit out in unrelated threads (this is not aimed at you posting about it ITT).
Despite only ever being proven wrong, I'm still ever-hopefully a chick will show up in a space I frequent and not be insufferable. And they probably do, cause they don't flaunt the fact. Otherwise, I've been in some of the most hyper-niche spaces with the odd woman showing up and they'd either demand all the attention, exercise pick-me behavior or just.. act female. I don't dislike women, I think they're just more likely to act a certain way, as are men, and it's one I don't mesh with. I feel like women are always ready to pull the plug the second you 'ick' them. "Oh you must be a creep-" is the exact female gut-reaction I've come to expect. Nah I've blown up at dude friends a lot and never fear the block-remove combo. It's a bitch move, literally.
 
Pretty poorly. Trying not to kill myself, I should be able to stay safe. I'm a complete social outcast because I don't know how to not freak people out when I'm just tryna be nice to them. I have a few really good friends, but they're not always there to listen.
 
what are you writing about??? i bet its good, you should show us a sample of your work!
I am writing a story about a woman with an abusive imaginary friend.
It's a little Fight Club and a little Deadpool, it's like Wednesday Adams and Marla Singer had a magical lesbian Tyler Durden baby and is showing her the worst versions of everything . I have introduced the character but now I have to think about a interesting plot to put these characters.
Naw, I'm not showing any of it here :christine:

Husband thinks that now that he has enrolled in training that he can keep piling on arbitrary jobs onto me. I understand that it's why we are living here but these are jobs he doesn't even do but now I have to be told to do the jobs I already do and today is the day I am supposed to do them all.

We are going into the entitlement arc, the same one mom has already done. Mom has decided that she doesn't need to do anything, dad is quickly losing the ability to do jobs (we gave dad jobs because the routine of simple tasks helps him), and then husband is giving me extra jobs because he is suddenly enrolled in school.

Every time he pisses me off, I am writing another chapter.

Ovary cramps is back. Urg, I wonder how long it's going to last this time
 
I just lost 75% of my savings because of an emergency. I don't know how to recover from this
I think the best way forward is to stay calm. I know that "talk is cheap", and probably in your place I would want to start punching every glass I would meet, but this would solve nothing.
Let us be rational: such emergency means it was necessary - and probably related to a family member or a means to work (I assume). So think on the bright sight: you will be able to cherish said family member or means to continue winning your bread for longer period.
Had a nice and fucking long (~5km) walk through the snow because the fucking parcel deliverers in this country can't be fucked to do their work properly. My packet wasn't even a packet, it came in an envelope, there is not a single reason they couldn't have stuffed that in my mailbox. Faggots.
We could trade places. It's hot as shit in here. But alas, that sounds nice, despite the long ass walk.
Also saw that the local schizo bum (i suspect it was him, didn't see him actually do it) tried to set up some kind of bum nest in my stairwell. Just threw all his shit in the trash (a blanket and some other stuff) because no one else of the animals that live here seem to be bothered by bums setting up shop in our house. Not the Christian thing to do but my patience has limits. I hope he freezes to death. Gave my hands a thorough wash afterwards, don't want to catch whatever AIDS he's carrying. Fuck bums.
The bum doesn't want to get better, so fuck him. I believe it was written in one of Paul's letters that if a Christian doesn't want to better himself/herself and wants to continue sinning, then he/she must be ejected from the ekklesia/congregation/body of Christ. So in the end, you weren't "bad".
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I really hate this time of year. Can't really enjoy my vacation on such heat. You know that the climate is hell when the kitchen feels cooler than outside
The Southern Hemisphere is intolerable right now. Where I am:
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It was 36 ºC a few weeks ago.
Pretty poorly. Trying not to kill myself, I should be able to stay safe. I'm a complete social outcast because I don't know how to not freak people out when I'm just tryna be nice to them. I have a few really good friends, but they're not always there to listen.
Your life is precious, don't do this to yourself. It's easy to say that when "I" am not the one in your place, yet consider the alternative. Offing yourself won't do you any good, and you must have good alternatives on bettering yourself. Is there anyone you can talk to?
You ever feel too extreme for both sides of a conflict? Gender war bullshit of course. In fairness, I don’t know why I was expecting rational discussion in the off topic sections so that’s on me. But it’s caused me to ask if men and women are meant to be together. Men and women live in two completely different worlds that are at odds with each other. And both seem to despise the other beneath it all. Maybe I’m just overthinking or being schizo.
This gender wars thing was fabricated, long ago. And now we are feeling its effects, after some generations from some people that were raised from broken family homes. Example being men coming from broken homes where they don't want to respect women; or women who believe they deserve "more" or even that are afraid men will do something against them - for being "weaker", physically. Honestly, I can understand the arguments some of the posters in the MH may give, and being a man, I am inclined to side with the WH thread (which should be seen as a "Why do women act like this?" instead). Yet this all works against the birth rate in the end, and especially the loneliness on both sides.
Basically, my point is: "Why can't we get along - not forgive and forget, but remember what happened and try to better ourselves for the sake of the new generations." I myself tend to imagine living with a woman, and trying to... how can I put it? To give away my own desires more often for the sake of my partner, in order to try to understand what married life is like.
 
The bum doesn't want to get better
This is how i see it. In my country you really have to work to end up on the streets. There are so many social institutions and services to keep you from being homeless, they literally take you by the hand and do everything for you if you just show up and say "Hey, i fucked up, i need help.". Even though it has gotten harder to get appointments at these places in a timely fashion thanks to the city being stuffed with refugees from the Ukraine war and the great migrant crisis of 2015 it is still very much possible to find and get help.
Otherwise, I've been in some of the most hyper-niche spaces with the odd woman showing up and they'd either demand all the attention, exercise pick-me behavior or just.. act female.
Yeah, in virtually any hobby space you will have these kind of women, they also can be very hard to ignore because of (depending on the hobby) the novelty factor of having a girl around who is suppossedly interested in the hobby. I used to be weeb and when i went to cons or meet-ups it was always rife with attention whores and Not-like-the-other-girls girls, long before something like social media even existed, social media definitely exacerbated the attention whore issue in pretty much any hobby space. As always, kill secondaries, behead secondaries etc.
 
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I'm with you. The only reason I haven't gone TPD is because an old acquittance from High School reached out to me after Charlie Kirk was murdered to check in, and she's all in on the whole progressive shit. It was kinda a fresh reminder that 𝕏itter, in fact, is not a real place (and neither is reddit).
The fragmentation of American society over gay political bullshit, that’s been taking place over the past 10 years, is ridiculous. I have a super libbed up friend who I love dearly, and she’s like: “I love my mom, but I hate how racist she gets.” Which is totally reasonable. She and her husband are over her mom's place helping her out all the time, but she makes it clear she loves her family, they just have disagreements. You know, like mature adults. "I don't agree with you on that, but there's nothing saying we have to agree on everything," which feels very autistic to type out, is like a foreign language to so many people these days and it's a tragedy.

I wouldn't be surprised if a lot of millennials end up very lonely once they hit their 50s-60s+ because they cut out a lot of people for voting Republican. After that they move onto "oh he's kind of racist" or "I heard that they're a transphobe."
I have a few really good friends, but they're not always there to listen.
The thing about this is that you can switch your perspective to see how it's positive good thing. Once you internalize that they're not scrutinizing you the way you're scrutinizing yourself, that's liberating. I used to have a real problem with assuming all my friends saw/thought about me as much as I do, in the same ways that I do, and they were just humoring me or something. So I'd, e.g., be unemployed for a month, get an invite to a friend's wedding, and decide they were just being polite to a jobless bum like me, they didn't actually want me there. When that is not reality. No, they see what's good in you and you can always find more people who do that.

It's easier said than done, though, friend. Stay strong.
 
The thing about this is that you can switch your perspective to see how it's positive good thing. Once you internalize that they're not scrutinizing you the way you're scrutinizing yourself, that's liberating. I used to have a real problem with assuming all my friends saw/thought about me as much as I do, in the same ways that I do, and they were just humoring me or something. So I'd, e.g., be unemployed for a month, get an invite to a friend's wedding, and decide they were just being polite to a jobless bum like me, they didn't actually want me there. When that is not reality. No, they see what's good in you and you can always find more people who do that.
This is a really excellent point, and I don't think it gets brought up often enough in conversations like these!
 
So I drank my last drink (I hope) Saturday. Had Hella withdrawals Sunday and couldn't sleep without a handful of melatonin.

Swear, I dont know WHY I pick up the bottle and do it again, just to want to quit again, and suffer for weeks, repeated over and over again.
 
I wouldn't be surprised if a lot of millennials end up very lonely once they hit their 50s-60s+ because they cut out a lot of people for voting Republican. After that they move onto "oh he's kind of racist" or "I heard that they're a transphobe."
I won't pity those people. Genuinely horrendous types who devote their lives to making everyone around them as miserable as possible. Meanwhile my aforementioned friend will always be a destination whenever I travel to the area.
 
I am writing a story about a woman with an abusive imaginary friend.
It's a little Fight Club and a little Deadpool, it's like Wednesday Adams and Marla Singer had a magical lesbian Tyler Durden baby and is showing her the worst versions of everything . I have introduced the character but now I have to think about a interesting plot to put these characters.
Naw, I'm not showing any of it here :christine:

Husband thinks that now that he has enrolled in training that he can keep piling on arbitrary jobs onto me. I understand that it's why we are living here but these are jobs he doesn't even do but now I have to be told to do the jobs I already do and today is the day I am supposed to do them all.

We are going into the entitlement arc, the same one mom has already done. Mom has decided that she doesn't need to do anything, dad is quickly losing the ability to do jobs (we gave dad jobs because the routine of simple tasks helps him), and then husband is giving me extra jobs because he is suddenly enrolled in school.

Every time he pisses me off, I am writing another chapter.

Ovary cramps is back. Urg, I wonder how long it's going to last this time
well, i wouldnt be too hard on your mom...shes letting you guys live there and that has to be a bit challenging to have so many people in her home at one time...what school is your husband attending? tell him that again, he cant be head of a household that is literally your moms, and that he needs to man up and get a home for you both and stop sponging off people. idk how you deal with that, you are a far more patient woman than i am for sure! he sounds like a huge asshole.
 
Fuck bums.
we have a newly created bum camp up the road...these retards have literally put a group of cardboard boxes and tarps in the middle of a sidewalk on a busy street, and no one cares. i cant believe this is tolerated by anyone, and i wish more people were like you! if people started throwing all their bum trash away, maybe they would get a clue or something. doubt it, but you never know.
 
we have a newly created bum camp up the road...these retards have literally put a group of cardboard boxes and tarps in the middle of a sidewalk on a busy street, and no one cares. i cant believe this is tolerated by anyone, and i wish more people were like you! if people started throwing all their bum trash away, maybe they would get a clue or something. doubt it, but you never know.
As a city boy i am not surprised that no one cares, it's the general bug hive dweller mindset, mind your own business and fuck everything/everyone else. Hell, i only reacted to this particular dude because it was happening right in front of my apartment door. Still, i wish more people would care, the bum problem, which got really bad around the time the Ukraine War took off (for example, you haven't had people smoking heroin or shooting up in train stations before they came, we got rid of that in the early 90's, after the big heroin epidemic of the 80s that started before i was born) is only a small aspect of shit going wrong here. Little by little you see the system fail, things that used to work on a societal level are getting worse and worse and somehow the normie cattle just takes it. Everyone's quality of life in this supposed 1st world country is steadily getting worse and still, no one does care. The worst of it all that this is a global problem, it's not just lil' ol' me in my shitty urban hell hole suffering.
I do not know how to fix it and i believe, on the grand scale, it isn't fixable anymore.

Man, that came out much more doomer than i intended it to.
 
If a partner is dissatisfied with something the correct thing to do is talk about it,
what gets my goat is that we were. We discussed issues before and when they cropped up, and committed to tackling problems together. It's still such a shock she just outright gave up on me when things got a little bit tough. Sure I wasnt perfect, I can see several times I could have done more to be a better boyfriend, or little moments i fumbled. But also when she sat me down, looked me dead in the eye and demanded i stop worrying about not being perfect, that my good enough is more than good enough, and I can relax? I get burned for believing her and trusting her? What the fuck.

I keep ping-ponging between crying big ugly tears, to a classic self-recrimination spiral, to seething at how little all our moments together clearly meant to her, to the pathetic just wanting her to be happy. Im not usually one to give a shit what others think about me, either. So letting her get so close and intimate, then getting soundly tossed aside for an upgrade to a better model? like im disposable? I know its not my fault, but that doesnt make it hurt less.

And I know that the only way out is through. To pick a direction and keep fucking moving. The worst possible option is to wallow in self pity and stagnate. Thankfully, there's plenty of work to bury myself under, but in the quiet moments those little thoughts sneak right in and its back to crying big ugly tears. At least i havent fired off a pathetic drunken "Baby i lurvbvvv you pls come backkkk i can change i swear" text yet.

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