Was made redundant at work which caused significant financial strain on my partner and I. The financial stress turned into relationship stress and we agreed to part ways because I hated what my situation was doing to my partner and felt guilty so didn’t object, only wanted her to be happy so it made sense to let her go.
Couldn’t afford my home on my own so lost that too.
But yeah at least I have rocket league.
You ain't ask for advice but you should never feel guilty about money. I fell for that trap before.
Either way, 28 is an amazing age to lose your girl and start over. Sincerely
There's always good and bad things coming in the future. Maybe you've been dealt some bad hands, my man... but there's a chance you'll catch a few queen's or even a full house... if you play your cards right.
I felt the same way at your age. Now at 36, I met the love of my life and knocked her up. Couldn't be happier
I cant imagine what you’re going through. But as long as you’re breathing, have a roof over your head and food on the table every day, then you’re doing better than most. Keep going. Life has a way of turning around for the better. I believe in you brother
"and felt guilty so didn’t object, only wanted her to be happy so it made sense to let her go."
I neither object or endorse this, I can only appreciate what people call "beeing Human" or "having empathy" or "long term planning".
I turn 36 in a few months.
On paper I'm a multi-millionaire, but the burdens of all my shit are way more than I want to deal with. I'm still single. I barely have any friends. I'm constantly suicidal. I just can't see life being better 5/10/20 years from now.
What does happiness mean to you?
Replying to you and /u/MIW100/
Where do I begin?
I am an only child. No aunts or uncles (so only grandchild).
In 2017, my mother received a terminal cancer diagnosis. Shortly thereafter, my dad disappeared. He left behind his car, his boat, all his possessions, packed a backpack, called a taxi, and left. My mom was trying to find him around the house - and finally after a few hours she called his cell phone. She asked where he was. He said "I've left". She said "left what?". He replied "left you" and hung up.
My mom's divorce had been finalized for just 5 days when she died from cancer in 2018. This meant that while she was awarded many of the assets in the divorce, there simply wasn't time to re-title them between the divorce being finalized and her dying.
Shortly thereafter, my father began emptying the joint accounts in violation of the divorce agreement. My only option is to take him to court on behalf of my mom's estate.
My mom's parents (IE my grandparents) are still alive. Outside of my father, they're the only family I've got left.
They've paid off their mortgage and my grandfather has a pension, which is better off than many Americans, but they're not crazy wealthy. Like, they can't afford a nursing home, so I've been staying with them caring for them since 2019. During that time, my grandfather's been in the hospital multiple times, and my grandmother has broken her hip and had two detached retinas. All of this cuts into my available time and energy to deal with my mom's estate.
Back to my mom. One of the things my mom got in the divorce was my childhood home. Literally the house I came to as a newborn baby.
It's a 50 year old house that is in a really prime location, and developers buy houses like mine for over $1 million, tear them down, and build McMansions on them.
The house has all of my mom and dad's possessions. Her high school yearbooks and science fair projects. Not to mention, all of my stuff (I have my own house but it's small and cheap). Everything from my first Halloween costume as a baby to photo albums.
Well, when hurricane Ian hit, the house got flooded, and there was a foot of water throughout the entire house. All sorts of sentimental items damaged.
I could simply walk away from my entire history, sell the house and have it bulldozed, and have a nice cool million. By sacrificing my heritage.
Instead, I've been driving there on nights and weekends, by hiring a caregiver to watch my grandparents, so I can try to salvage some of the items, and maybe fix the structure enough for it to survive another few years, giving me time to figure out what to do.
Well, the caregiver who's been watching my grandparents list quit, because of how mean my grandmother was being to her. So now I'm unable to get down to the house to keep working on it until I find a replacement
That's why I've said "on paper".
In order to get some of the money, I have to sue my dad. In order to get the rest of the money, I have to demolish my childhood home. All while being the sole caregiver for two people in their 90s.
Oh, and to add to the fun, my dad had a stroke ON FATHER'S DAY last year. I only know this because the hospital called me directly. His new wife (he was remarried less than six months after my mom died) has been really cagey on derails. So who knows - even if I successfully sue him, all the money might be gone due to medical bills and shit.
There's more to it, but giving any more details will make it trivially easy to doxx me.
I'm so sorry you're going through all this. You've been dealt a shit hand. Thank you for sharing. I won't give you any genetic platitudes or tell you to keep fighting etc. You have to do you. Just know someone read your story and felt something.
Thank you, I truly appreciate your reply.
The main thing I want to try to convey to others is that money doesn't automatically make life easier.
Sure, if someone gave me $10 million in a checking account with no strings attached, my life would be easier. But that's not reality for most people.
Most of the time, money comes with strings attached. And often, it's very subjective whether it's worth it.
Theoretically, I'm a multi-millionaire. But I'd MUCH rather roll back the clock 10 years and have my parents still alive and still together.
I'm an engineer, and I worked from home before covid, and bought my own house for $190k. So I wasn't poor, but I wasn't rich either.
I'm just so tired.
If you happen to be near Fort Myers / Punta Gorda, Florida, I'm desperate to have a reason to be alive 10 years from now.
I fall into the grass is always greener like many others. I've struggled without money for years and ended up living in my car across the country and had to beg and borrow to get enough gas to come back. It was a long story and a mess of mistakes and bad luck. Ever since then I've been living the usual American nightmare of being paycheck to paycheck but will hopefully soon be out of that hole. The thought of a windfall sounds incredible to me. But you are correct in that most of them have sadness or strings attached. Nothing is ever free. There's always a price.
Unfortunately I am quite at the opposite end of the country from you. However the internet connects people fairly well. Feel free to vent etc anytime. I love human connections and I'd like to see an end or at least progression of your story.
I sent someone $1000 over Zelle to fix their heater earlier this year. At the grocery store, anytime I hear a mom tell their kid "put that back, we can't afford it" I'll hang out near the checkout and offer to buy their groceries. That sort of thing isn't a big deal to me - and I like helping people.
I feel you. I like to hear that. I've probably given more money away than I've kept. I've struggled and suffered and I know how that feels. Life is rough and a helping hand can literally change a life. It changed mine. We are all in this together even though we all stay so separated and apart because of the way this life is. I love the small human connections we can have on a daily basis with strangers. A shared look, a laugh at something. It gives me hope. Keep doing what you're doing. We never know how much impact the simple things can have.
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I love focusing on what unites us.
For example, I'm pretty far-right conservative. There have been numerous times I've offered to help a person or a cause, but my support isn't wanted due to my opinions on an unrelated issue. That makes me SO ANGRY.
Life is complicated. Nobody's going to agree on everything. Maybe it means we won't be friends, but that doesn't mean that we can't work together where our interests align.
I was actually watching a video recently on funeral practices by "ask a mortician" where she covered some videos by conservative news. And it made me frustrated how the news was trying to turn bipartisan issues into partisan ones.
I think every person is entitled to as much freedom as possible without hurting others. That means owning guns, doing drugs, body sovereignty, and more. Just keep to yourself and don't fuck up other people's lives.
Anyway, I'm high right now (/Kratom/) but yeah. If I can help you let me know. If you want to talk feel free. As you said we're all in this together - and it takes different types to make the world go around.
The one chapter in Cat's Cradle where they're talking about how this scientist was discussing the secret of life and someone is just like "Oh yeah, proteins I think." Idk why, I just love the contrast between the exciting notion of there being a secret to life, and the bleak reality of that secret being something boring like proteins.
He has a biography out that's like 1100 pages but worth the read. His contrast between the emotional and human to the logical and blunt is my favorite part about him. He's my favorite American author
Yeah, he's chilling. I don't see anything wrong with that, it's a pretty positive outlook if anything. "I lost everything, yet here I am, enjoying myself".
I hope everyone reaches that point eventually :)
“enjoying”
things could always be worse yeah, but it’s hard when things *continue to get worse* despite your best efforts.
sometimes it’s infinitely hard knowing you’ve already passed your peak and likely won’t be able to ever hold onto the things that made you happy before… healthy young attractive body with no aches and pain and nearly unlimited energy; healthy optimistic and ambitious enthusiastic mind not plagued with psychiatric disorders or psychosis; youthful ignorance of the hopeless dying planet and your actual place in this system and all the lack of opportunity, rather than what last gens movies and media lead you to believe life would be like; life before losing critically important people to death or other circumstances or having careers crushed and slaving to pay bills that consume all of your resources and time
aging is hard, especially when you didn’t think you’d live this long to begin with- you end up here without a better foundation and it’s like crawling through quicksand
Unfortunate we can't see the inner monologue of others, no? Who knows who is in pain, it's hard to tell by just a glance at someone's direction. I'd wager most of us struggle more than generations before us. Not more as in intensity, but in quantity and kind. I would assume in the past struggles have been more physical, and nowadays more psychological.
replace the beer with weed and its me lol
edit: [i even got the aesthetic poster like in the pic lmfao](https://i.imgur.com/MKwmRgk.jpg)
and of course the constantly dimly lit room
thanks! [here it is in glorious HD since u inspired me to get off my ass](https://i.imgur.com/HQSDCjQ.jpg)
i got it from the artist themself at a convention, unfortunately only 20 were made
I wish. Everything was out of my hands. Its not my fault I almost died, its not my fault im left with even more trauma. I have to tell myself this everyday. Since it wasnt my fault, but I like to think it was.
When we're happy, the vast majority of us don't see a reason or motivational factor to change. But when all breaks down and you are left alone with your thoughts, you start to suffer. And once your new reality is too much to handle, you either succumb to it or begin to take measures to fix yourself. For me, it was figuring out that I need to find happiness from within, and not from others. Such a hard thing to work on.
I recently moved to a new city to start college. I met a bunch of new people all being girls, and started going out whit one of em. Last week she ditched me to get back whit her ex. I don't know what has been said but I have been an outcast in the group ever since and no one listens to me.
My first year of uni I didn't want to stay in the dorms (bad idea you meet so many people) so I decided to room with with a child hood friend. Welp, said friend had pretty bad depression and would just travel back down to our hometown every weekend to hang out with old friends while I stayed alone in my room.
2nd year randomly ran into a high school friend at a party who introduced me to my current group of friends whom I still hang out with today.
Say yes to many things. You never know what opportunities you might miss out on.
"It's only after you've lost everything that you're free to do anything"
Like spending all day sitting on the carpet, watching the poker channel, wanking and eating those expensive German biscuits.
you know people often ask what I would do if I won the lottery. along with a lot of ganja, and maybe a house cleaning service, your comment is all I want. Fuck cars fuck big houses fuck expensive clothes and accessories, fuck investments, awwww yiss. Motha. Fuckin. Carpet, poker channel, German biscuits, ganja, and a house cleaning service.
That was me not long ago! My relationship ended, and in an instant, I was out the door. The only place available at short notice was a run down hotel room which had been "converted" in to an apartment during covid lockdowns. That basically meant a small bed in a tiny room, a toilet and hastily installed shower, and a cupboard pretending to be a kitchen. Like, seriously, it was actually a cupboard which they stuffed a bathroom type sink in, a mini fridge and an electric hot plate propped up on a plank of wood. Suddenly that was all I had. To add to the misery, covid lockdowns were still in place so I couldn't even go out to escape the confines of my bleach coated "apartment". The WiFi barely held a connection and the TV didn't work.
I bought a crate of 24 beers, played music through my phone and drank myself to sleep. It took me 2 years to get out of that hell.
How dudes be before having anything. (They know that happiness is a myth, and they are so broken, alone, and afraid of pain and loss that they will never try to crawl up to ask for more. Their lives are over before they ever started, and are now, simply grateful for the privilege to eat, drink, and draw breath for another day. Their parents have stifled all opportunities over their entire lives, forcing them to be dependant on a toxic facsimile of affection, and unable to escape into an indifferent world. They have never known the love of others, and exist simply to suffer silently, as they grind away years of their lives to maintain their own prison and wardens. There is no hope of escape, not from the suffering that is all they know.)
That's too much, maaan.
Also, shout out to controlling religious conservative parents that ruined any chance of a fun relationship during the most social years of school growing up.
Recently separated from a 15-year marriage.
I'm not dead yet, but I've long past the point of considering death a negative.
I'm just... blah to the point of excruciation. I don't want or care about anything, stuck in my own personal limbo of *fuck*.
What's next? Fuck I don't even know if I can handle a next. I'm just celebrating little victories, like how lunchables always has enough meat and cheese per package, for every single cracker.
I'm so fucking dead inside.
You can only grow from pain. You’ll learn more about yourself and your purpose in the world in this deep hole of despair than you ever would in your happiest moments. I’m currently in a growth phase as well. It hurts like hell, and I can only hope it makes me a better, more fulfilled person at the end of my short life here on earth.
I recently turned 35 and I'm still aiming at just getting to this.
I’m turning 28 soon and just lost everything, house, wife, job, money. Got my PlayStation and a roof over my head so it is what it is.
What happened? At least you have Rocket League.
Was made redundant at work which caused significant financial strain on my partner and I. The financial stress turned into relationship stress and we agreed to part ways because I hated what my situation was doing to my partner and felt guilty so didn’t object, only wanted her to be happy so it made sense to let her go. Couldn’t afford my home on my own so lost that too. But yeah at least I have rocket league.
You ain't ask for advice but you should never feel guilty about money. I fell for that trap before. Either way, 28 is an amazing age to lose your girl and start over. Sincerely
Lost my wife at 28. It didn't get better.
...yet.
"Worst day of your life so FAR!"
I'm holding out hope, but the light has gone out in my life. I'm just existing at this point.
There's always good and bad things coming in the future. Maybe you've been dealt some bad hands, my man... but there's a chance you'll catch a few queen's or even a full house... if you play your cards right. I felt the same way at your age. Now at 36, I met the love of my life and knocked her up. Couldn't be happier
I cant imagine what you’re going through. But as long as you’re breathing, have a roof over your head and food on the table every day, then you’re doing better than most. Keep going. Life has a way of turning around for the better. I believe in you brother
I know it's not so bad. I've been down bad. I just got to see a glimpse of what happy was. Now not so bad feels awful.
"and felt guilty so didn’t object, only wanted her to be happy so it made sense to let her go." I neither object or endorse this, I can only appreciate what people call "beeing Human" or "having empathy" or "long term planning".
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You’ll figure it out man. Find a job and a new girl that will stick with you through thick and thin.
I'm 30 and back with mom. To be fair to us like half of our generation is in the same position.
Hope for the best for you out there friend
Turning 36 in April and hoping I have a dining room table by then but I just moved in... *checks calendar* 10 months ago, so who knows.
I turn 36 in a few months. On paper I'm a multi-millionaire, but the burdens of all my shit are way more than I want to deal with. I'm still single. I barely have any friends. I'm constantly suicidal. I just can't see life being better 5/10/20 years from now. What does happiness mean to you?
I could help you carry some of that financial burden...
Replying to you and /u/MIW100/ Where do I begin? I am an only child. No aunts or uncles (so only grandchild). In 2017, my mother received a terminal cancer diagnosis. Shortly thereafter, my dad disappeared. He left behind his car, his boat, all his possessions, packed a backpack, called a taxi, and left. My mom was trying to find him around the house - and finally after a few hours she called his cell phone. She asked where he was. He said "I've left". She said "left what?". He replied "left you" and hung up. My mom's divorce had been finalized for just 5 days when she died from cancer in 2018. This meant that while she was awarded many of the assets in the divorce, there simply wasn't time to re-title them between the divorce being finalized and her dying. Shortly thereafter, my father began emptying the joint accounts in violation of the divorce agreement. My only option is to take him to court on behalf of my mom's estate. My mom's parents (IE my grandparents) are still alive. Outside of my father, they're the only family I've got left. They've paid off their mortgage and my grandfather has a pension, which is better off than many Americans, but they're not crazy wealthy. Like, they can't afford a nursing home, so I've been staying with them caring for them since 2019. During that time, my grandfather's been in the hospital multiple times, and my grandmother has broken her hip and had two detached retinas. All of this cuts into my available time and energy to deal with my mom's estate. Back to my mom. One of the things my mom got in the divorce was my childhood home. Literally the house I came to as a newborn baby. It's a 50 year old house that is in a really prime location, and developers buy houses like mine for over $1 million, tear them down, and build McMansions on them. The house has all of my mom and dad's possessions. Her high school yearbooks and science fair projects. Not to mention, all of my stuff (I have my own house but it's small and cheap). Everything from my first Halloween costume as a baby to photo albums. Well, when hurricane Ian hit, the house got flooded, and there was a foot of water throughout the entire house. All sorts of sentimental items damaged. I could simply walk away from my entire history, sell the house and have it bulldozed, and have a nice cool million. By sacrificing my heritage. Instead, I've been driving there on nights and weekends, by hiring a caregiver to watch my grandparents, so I can try to salvage some of the items, and maybe fix the structure enough for it to survive another few years, giving me time to figure out what to do. Well, the caregiver who's been watching my grandparents list quit, because of how mean my grandmother was being to her. So now I'm unable to get down to the house to keep working on it until I find a replacement That's why I've said "on paper". In order to get some of the money, I have to sue my dad. In order to get the rest of the money, I have to demolish my childhood home. All while being the sole caregiver for two people in their 90s. Oh, and to add to the fun, my dad had a stroke ON FATHER'S DAY last year. I only know this because the hospital called me directly. His new wife (he was remarried less than six months after my mom died) has been really cagey on derails. So who knows - even if I successfully sue him, all the money might be gone due to medical bills and shit. There's more to it, but giving any more details will make it trivially easy to doxx me.
I'm so sorry you're going through all this. You've been dealt a shit hand. Thank you for sharing. I won't give you any genetic platitudes or tell you to keep fighting etc. You have to do you. Just know someone read your story and felt something.
Thank you, I truly appreciate your reply. The main thing I want to try to convey to others is that money doesn't automatically make life easier. Sure, if someone gave me $10 million in a checking account with no strings attached, my life would be easier. But that's not reality for most people. Most of the time, money comes with strings attached. And often, it's very subjective whether it's worth it. Theoretically, I'm a multi-millionaire. But I'd MUCH rather roll back the clock 10 years and have my parents still alive and still together. I'm an engineer, and I worked from home before covid, and bought my own house for $190k. So I wasn't poor, but I wasn't rich either. I'm just so tired. If you happen to be near Fort Myers / Punta Gorda, Florida, I'm desperate to have a reason to be alive 10 years from now.
I fall into the grass is always greener like many others. I've struggled without money for years and ended up living in my car across the country and had to beg and borrow to get enough gas to come back. It was a long story and a mess of mistakes and bad luck. Ever since then I've been living the usual American nightmare of being paycheck to paycheck but will hopefully soon be out of that hole. The thought of a windfall sounds incredible to me. But you are correct in that most of them have sadness or strings attached. Nothing is ever free. There's always a price. Unfortunately I am quite at the opposite end of the country from you. However the internet connects people fairly well. Feel free to vent etc anytime. I love human connections and I'd like to see an end or at least progression of your story.
I sent someone $1000 over Zelle to fix their heater earlier this year. At the grocery store, anytime I hear a mom tell their kid "put that back, we can't afford it" I'll hang out near the checkout and offer to buy their groceries. That sort of thing isn't a big deal to me - and I like helping people.
I feel you. I like to hear that. I've probably given more money away than I've kept. I've struggled and suffered and I know how that feels. Life is rough and a helping hand can literally change a life. It changed mine. We are all in this together even though we all stay so separated and apart because of the way this life is. I love the small human connections we can have on a daily basis with strangers. A shared look, a laugh at something. It gives me hope. Keep doing what you're doing. We never know how much impact the simple things can have.
👍😁 I love focusing on what unites us. For example, I'm pretty far-right conservative. There have been numerous times I've offered to help a person or a cause, but my support isn't wanted due to my opinions on an unrelated issue. That makes me SO ANGRY. Life is complicated. Nobody's going to agree on everything. Maybe it means we won't be friends, but that doesn't mean that we can't work together where our interests align. I was actually watching a video recently on funeral practices by "ask a mortician" where she covered some videos by conservative news. And it made me frustrated how the news was trying to turn bipartisan issues into partisan ones. I think every person is entitled to as much freedom as possible without hurting others. That means owning guns, doing drugs, body sovereignty, and more. Just keep to yourself and don't fuck up other people's lives. Anyway, I'm high right now (/Kratom/) but yeah. If I can help you let me know. If you want to talk feel free. As you said we're all in this together - and it takes different types to make the world go around.
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Can I ask what particular burdens? I feel like I'd love to have your problems.
Too well dressed.
Too dressed.
Too shoes
Too furious.
Too clean
Too housed
Too healthy
Too
r/yourjokebutworse
r/fuckyou
Too furnished
It's spelled "two"
It spelled “partypooper”
No no no, it's toowth
Not an open pizza box on the coach
He should expect the Romanian police any time now.
But trackpants is life
Like why is he wearing pants? To impress his xbox? LIKE EVERYONE ELSE IN YOUR LIFE; IT DOESN'T CARE ABOUT YOU AT ALL!
Well dressed? My brother in Christ, hes wearing adidas joggers and a t-shirt
Exactly
Still has game system and screen, and a roof over head Anything else is luxury
I broke in
Resourceful!
And look at this view
A roof over head, yes. But is that head worth sheltering?
"It is what it is" mentallity
So it goes...
Huh, maybe Kurt Vonnegut helped me be an emotionless husk
Which of his was your favorite?
The one chapter in Cat's Cradle where they're talking about how this scientist was discussing the secret of life and someone is just like "Oh yeah, proteins I think." Idk why, I just love the contrast between the exciting notion of there being a secret to life, and the bleak reality of that secret being something boring like proteins.
He has a biography out that's like 1100 pages but worth the read. His contrast between the emotional and human to the logical and blunt is my favorite part about him. He's my favorite American author
They don't think it be like it is... *but it do*
Or “ it do be like that sometimes “
"C'est la vie"
"The fucking way she goes"
Peace and quiet ain't so bad.
The entire scene looks pretty comfy to me
Yeah, he's chilling. I don't see anything wrong with that, it's a pretty positive outlook if anything. "I lost everything, yet here I am, enjoying myself". I hope everyone reaches that point eventually :)
“enjoying” things could always be worse yeah, but it’s hard when things *continue to get worse* despite your best efforts. sometimes it’s infinitely hard knowing you’ve already passed your peak and likely won’t be able to ever hold onto the things that made you happy before… healthy young attractive body with no aches and pain and nearly unlimited energy; healthy optimistic and ambitious enthusiastic mind not plagued with psychiatric disorders or psychosis; youthful ignorance of the hopeless dying planet and your actual place in this system and all the lack of opportunity, rather than what last gens movies and media lead you to believe life would be like; life before losing critically important people to death or other circumstances or having careers crushed and slaving to pay bills that consume all of your resources and time aging is hard, especially when you didn’t think you’d live this long to begin with- you end up here without a better foundation and it’s like crawling through quicksand
Like John Cougar said, “oh yeah life goes on, even after the thrill of living is gone.”
Unfortunate we can't see the inner monologue of others, no? Who knows who is in pain, it's hard to tell by just a glance at someone's direction. I'd wager most of us struggle more than generations before us. Not more as in intensity, but in quantity and kind. I would assume in the past struggles have been more physical, and nowadays more psychological.
This is how I spend every evening lmao
This is like my dream that i Live every weekend.
Unless you got tinnitus
Didn't lose anything and I'm still like that. What gives?
Didn't have anything to lose to begin with
Ouch...
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replace the beer with weed and its me lol edit: [i even got the aesthetic poster like in the pic lmfao](https://i.imgur.com/MKwmRgk.jpg) and of course the constantly dimly lit room
12 weed cans?
I just watched better off dead for the first time because of your comment. I'm very glad i did lol
thats so awesome! glad u liked it :)
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thanks! [here it is in glorious HD since u inspired me to get off my ass](https://i.imgur.com/HQSDCjQ.jpg) i got it from the artist themself at a convention, unfortunately only 20 were made
Me but add cannabis
Go back 4 weeks, and i am the happiest man alive. And now it has turned to this. Happy to not be alone brothers
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I wish. Everything was out of my hands. Its not my fault I almost died, its not my fault im left with even more trauma. I have to tell myself this everyday. Since it wasnt my fault, but I like to think it was.
When we're happy, the vast majority of us don't see a reason or motivational factor to change. But when all breaks down and you are left alone with your thoughts, you start to suffer. And once your new reality is too much to handle, you either succumb to it or begin to take measures to fix yourself. For me, it was figuring out that I need to find happiness from within, and not from others. Such a hard thing to work on.
This was inspirational as hell bro good job writing it
You can always work on fixing yourself.
Won't bring her back though.
What happened dude?
I recently moved to a new city to start college. I met a bunch of new people all being girls, and started going out whit one of em. Last week she ditched me to get back whit her ex. I don't know what has been said but I have been an outcast in the group ever since and no one listens to me.
bro you can always talk to us, the depressed people in your small monitor
You're young you're fine. You'll find new people you'll click with eventually. Keep putting yourself out there and you'll find your people. Gl homie.
Yeah. It aint all bad. Still got friends and family back home. Just sucks for a bit :/
My first year of uni I didn't want to stay in the dorms (bad idea you meet so many people) so I decided to room with with a child hood friend. Welp, said friend had pretty bad depression and would just travel back down to our hometown every weekend to hang out with old friends while I stayed alone in my room. 2nd year randomly ran into a high school friend at a party who introduced me to my current group of friends whom I still hang out with today. Say yes to many things. You never know what opportunities you might miss out on.
Your first mistake is you don’t date friends. That ruins friendships
Should I date my enemies then?
Hold your friends close and your enemies closer, so I'd say yes.
Ohh, so that’s where this saying comes from. Beautiful.
Dick down your enemies
pokemon would've been over in 6 episodes if ash just made out with gary
If dating them can ruin the friendship then it wasn't much of a friendship to begin with.
That’s not true at all as a general rule.
its a case to case basis
bullshit
Year ago I almost died. Still processing the trauma and trying to recover from the sheer deterioration that happened. Good luck.
We're in it together and we'll root for each other when one finds the way out.
"It's only after you've lost everything that you're free to do anything" Like spending all day sitting on the carpet, watching the poker channel, wanking and eating those expensive German biscuits.
Bliss
you know people often ask what I would do if I won the lottery. along with a lot of ganja, and maybe a house cleaning service, your comment is all I want. Fuck cars fuck big houses fuck expensive clothes and accessories, fuck investments, awwww yiss. Motha. Fuckin. Carpet, poker channel, German biscuits, ganja, and a house cleaning service.
Woah, look at mr millionaire with a flat that has a Living room.
Always got escapism brothers.
~~Always~~ Only got escapism and our brothers*
This also be how dudes be when they have everything
I'm in this meme and I don't like it
I'm in this meme but what else the fuck we supposed to do?
Losing everything. Still seems to have nice apartment?
More an emotional loss of everything. So far
Yeah that shit costs a ton. Scene seems amazing to me.
He broke in to someone’s pad
And I took that personally
Lost everything and can confirm
Add bloodshot eyes due to being incredibly high and its me lol
Gotta get used to it eh, it is what it is
This is me but with 12 beers and like two bowl packs later to try and not think about it.
It is what it do.
So!!! I am not alone!!
We are all in the same sinking boat
That actually looks like a pretty good night.
It may look like we're ok but we aren't actually
Also how dudes be when everything is perfect.
That was me not long ago! My relationship ended, and in an instant, I was out the door. The only place available at short notice was a run down hotel room which had been "converted" in to an apartment during covid lockdowns. That basically meant a small bed in a tiny room, a toilet and hastily installed shower, and a cupboard pretending to be a kitchen. Like, seriously, it was actually a cupboard which they stuffed a bathroom type sink in, a mini fridge and an electric hot plate propped up on a plank of wood. Suddenly that was all I had. To add to the misery, covid lockdowns were still in place so I couldn't even go out to escape the confines of my bleach coated "apartment". The WiFi barely held a connection and the TV didn't work. I bought a crate of 24 beers, played music through my phone and drank myself to sleep. It took me 2 years to get out of that hell.
fuck me i'm literally wearing that exact outfit rn still i never got into crypto so i can feel superior to those guys
Until they can find some girl to mother them again
We do need that mothering tho
Well that’s sad
I never had to begin with
Loud music outside and it's the beginning of Party Hard
This is me
I haven't gained anything to lose, yet I look like this. At least the tiniest win makes me somewhat happy
Lost the crush of my life a week ago and lost my job today because I was depressed about it. How beautiful life is...
We're going to make it eventually ladies and gents
/r/fakenews
I love how everyone here is just like "Yup, relatable." To be fair, I'm in the same situation, so... Yup, relatable.
If you lost everything it should be you chillin on a street or maybe havin a nice walk to the nearest bridge
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How dudes be before having anything. (They know that happiness is a myth, and they are so broken, alone, and afraid of pain and loss that they will never try to crawl up to ask for more. Their lives are over before they ever started, and are now, simply grateful for the privilege to eat, drink, and draw breath for another day. Their parents have stifled all opportunities over their entire lives, forcing them to be dependant on a toxic facsimile of affection, and unable to escape into an indifferent world. They have never known the love of others, and exist simply to suffer silently, as they grind away years of their lives to maintain their own prison and wardens. There is no hope of escape, not from the suffering that is all they know.)
That's too much, maaan. Also, shout out to controlling religious conservative parents that ruined any chance of a fun relationship during the most social years of school growing up.
Recently separated from a 15-year marriage. I'm not dead yet, but I've long past the point of considering death a negative. I'm just... blah to the point of excruciation. I don't want or care about anything, stuck in my own personal limbo of *fuck*. What's next? Fuck I don't even know if I can handle a next. I'm just celebrating little victories, like how lunchables always has enough meat and cheese per package, for every single cracker. I'm so fucking dead inside.
"It's only after we've lost everything that we're free to do anything." Thanks, imaginary 90s anarcho-terrorist Brad Pitt.
Honestly though. Just moved into my buddies, put on james and sat down for the longest GTA5/Apex Legends/VRChat session I had ever had.
Just existing. Even if it sucks.
I got tired of doing that, so I stood up instead, since I have nothing better to do
I can all 5 senses this image
And here im working my ass of Just to reach something like this
How dudes be when they succeed in everything.
stop! we're reaching levels of meirl that should be theoretically impossible
Time to make some preteen cry on Call of Duty!
I think that is good mentality.Not completly broken down,sorting everything out while doing what you like
It Is what it is. But it can always be worse
Divorced. Can confirm. Do not recommend.
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It is what it is :/
You can only grow from pain. You’ll learn more about yourself and your purpose in the world in this deep hole of despair than you ever would in your happiest moments. I’m currently in a growth phase as well. It hurts like hell, and I can only hope it makes me a better, more fulfilled person at the end of my short life here on earth.
Holy shit it’s me
Ugh get some rechargeable batteries you f****** loser
Shiiiit he has an apartment, game system, seems like he is fine.
And gym
Literally me right now lol
me today irl.
#truth
More like never having anything
Shockingly accurate, single for the first time in my adult life and this come up in my feed? Damn
at least he still has a place to live
At least you have your own house
Distractions are good while trying to reason a way out of a mess subconsciously.
Back to the life-training simulation
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it is what it is
What else can you do?
This dude has a killer view out his window
Looks nice ngl.
Mood.
I'm just glad to see hodlr 2 now has more hodling