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I've been avoiding my benzos because I don't want to be as fat as gunt. I have some killer anti-psychotics that make me sleep for 16 hours a day but uwu I want to make a nice Thanksgiving meal for my family.
 
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Relieved. She can finally be with someone who can give her a kid. That's been her goal all this time. Besides, she can remarry and not get a complete fuck up.

Then why'd you bother saying it?

I appreciate your sentiment, but this is doing not just them but the whole world a favor.
Why would you KYS when you nearly have a 2400 reaction score? That should automatically be a reason to live man.
 
Out of curiosity, what were your hobbies?
Cellular respiration. But that's in the past now.
I've been avoiding my benzos because I don't want to be as fat as gunt. I have some killer anti-psychotics that make me sleep for 16 hours a day but uwu I want to make a nice Thanksgiving meal for my family.
In case you go full schizo in the meal, this is your reminder that none of your family are possessed by demons. You already exorcised him, and you've put him in the oven with herbs and butter shoved under his skin. He will be delicious. You've earned it. :)
 
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Relieved. She can finally be with someone who can give her a kid. That's been her goal all this time. Besides, she can remarry and not get a complete fuck up.
Are you not able to give her kids? Do you even want kids? Why would she married to you for that long and feel relief if you died?
 
It seems I ended up fleeing one situation with an addict and ended up in another. I can't keep paying the price for other people's addictions. It's killing my mental health. And because I had to move back to the ghetto I live in constant fear. It's gunshots and sirens all night. The sirens never seem to stop. I'm actually amazed I don't hear them right now. I keep getting harassed and followed by degenerates. Every little noise keeps me up at night.

The situation right now is extremely toxic. I ate a salad in 40 degree weather across from an airport yesterday because I didn't want to eat at home and endure constant verbal abuse from an alcoholic that hates me.

I should have never came here. The only reason I did was because I had a dog who was my only family left. But he disappeared and I'm pretty sure he was stolen. That devastated me. The only thing that kept me together that summer was helping to rebuild the porch roof. Something I thought I was incapable of doing. And this summer I injured my bad knee and had to go to physical therapy to avoid another surgery. So I had that.

It seems without a physical activity to take my mind off things I suffer greatly. Looking back at the other situation I was in that was the case then too. I had to do everything because my sister was a useless drug zombie. So I didn't have a lot of time to have a breakdown. I ruined my life trying to save hers and it cost me everything. And I don't even know if she's still alive. I'm too afraid to even find out.

I'm supposed to join a gym because I'm going to have to exercise my legs every other day for the rest of my life. And even then I will likely have to have my knee fixed again at some point. Maybe a gym will help me feel better. But I have to get out of all of this somehow.

I wish I could skip these holidays but I'm not going to be able to. I'm watching someone drink themselves to death and still feel bad for them despite all the verbal abuse. i have to stop feeling sorry for people who refuse to help themselves.
 
It seems I ended up fleeing one situation with an addict and ended up in another. I can't keep paying the price for other people's addictions. It's killing my mental health. And because I had to move back to the ghetto I live in constant fear. It's gunshots and sirens all night. The sirens never seem to stop. I'm actually amazed I don't hear them right now. I keep getting harassed and followed by degenerates. Every little noise keeps me up at night.

The situation right now is extremely toxic. I ate a salad in 40 degree weather across from an airport yesterday because I didn't want to eat at home and endure constant verbal abuse from an alcoholic that hates me.

I should have never came here. The only reason I did was because I had a dog who was my only family left. But he disappeared and I'm pretty sure he was stolen. That devastated me. The only thing that kept me together that summer was helping to rebuild the porch roof. Something I thought I was incapable of doing. And this summer I injured my bad knee and had to go to physical therapy to avoid another surgery. So I had that.

It seems without a physical activity to take my mind off things I suffer greatly. Looking back at the other situation I was in that was the case then too. I had to do everything because my sister was a useless drug zombie. So I didn't have a lot of time to have a breakdown. I ruined my life trying to save hers and it cost me everything. And I don't even know if she's still alive. I'm too afraid to even find out.

I'm supposed to join a gym because I'm going to have to exercise my legs every other day for the rest of my life. And even then I will likely have to have my knee fixed again at some point. Maybe a gym will help me feel better. But I have to get out of all of this somehow.

I wish I could skip these holidays but I'm not going to be able to. I'm watching someone drink themselves to death and still feel bad for them despite all the verbal abuse. i have to stop feeling sorry for people who refuse to help themselves.
I know my words probably won’t fix things but hang in there! :) you got this! :)
 
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>county falling apart
>inflation skyrocketing
>province is rekt
>everything's corrupt and ran by child molesters
>my mom will probably die in 2 years because of the Mark
>been leeching off of the gubmint for 3 months
>can't leave or flee to the prairie because poor and no car (also no clotshot)
>never really go outside anymore
>tfw i will probably be first in the coof camps
>tfw my country will continue to applaud and laugh as the theatre burns down
>tfw i'll die /noguns/ like a FAGGOT
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>county falling apart
>inflation skyrocketing
>province is rekt
>everything's corrupt and ran by child molesters
>my mom will probably die in 2 years because of the Mark
>been leeching off of the gubmint for 3 months
>can't leave or flee to the prairie because poor and no car (also no clotshot)
>never really go outside anymore
>tfw i will probably be first in the coof camps
>tfw my country will continue to applaud and laugh as the theatre burns down
>tfw i'll die /noguns/ like a FAGGOT
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You can get guns in the coof camp. It's called "prison fit."
 
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Out of curiosity, what were your hobbies?
Tabletop gaming is the big one, used to even go to the trouble of painting minis. Was part of the 40k fandom way way back in 2nd edition. Some vidya, but not near as much anymore due to time and pickiness that comes with time. A scattering of specific niche topics in history. Some cooking. Why?
 
Tabletop gaming is the big one, used to even go to the trouble of painting minis. Was part of the 40k fandom way way back in 2nd edition. Some vidya, but not near as much anymore due to time and pickiness that comes with time. A scattering of specific niche topics in history. Some cooking. Why?
I was wondering if we had any in common. You know? I like some video games myself but. Mostly pretty basic choices.
 
I'm supposed to join a gym because I'm going to have to exercise my legs every other day for the rest of my life. And even then I will likely have to have my knee fixed again at some point. Maybe a gym will help me feel better. But I have to get out of all of this somehow.
Physical therapy if it's in the hands of at least a marginally competent staff, really can work miracles if you give it the time. I've seen it in others, and have experienced it myself with arthritis in my right knee. PT has made it to where I can actually walk again without pain. Don't give up on it.
 
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The train I was coming home on today was the train somebody decided to commit suicide by. Heard their bones (I assume) break beneath the wheels. Thought it was trees or debris or something. Then the train stopped. Looking back I realise that the horn was sounded before the noise, which means the driver saw them and tried to stop.
Saw train staff having panic attacks, commuters freaking out and shaken up, the clean up crew and the police, I came home and cried like a bitch.
Just feel really shitty all around - the train staff, commuters, the person who was so low that they did that. Just fucking twists my heart up.
 
The new lady at the office snatched me up to tell me a five minute account of how ahe slipped on some steps once but didn't hurt herself.

Maybe @Frank West is right.
Holy fuck man she caught me on the way out the door to tell me about thr stairs in her relatives' various houses.

Jumping in front a train is a shitty thing to do, though.
 
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Physycally, I'm fine. However, since I'm getting married tomorrow, I'm having a case of butterflies in my stomach for past few days. So many things bugging my mind.

How do I adapt to changes that bound to happen? How can I be a good husband? What should I do so I can stand firm and make my wife rest easy through hardships? And that feeling of disbelief itself that I'm actually going to marry someone is quite overwhelming for me.
 
Physycally, I'm fine. However, since I'm getting married tomorrow, I'm having a case of butterflies in my stomach for past few days. So many things bugging my mind.

How do I adapt to changes that bound to happen? How can I be a good husband? What should I do so I can stand firm and make my wife rest easy through hardships? And that feeling of disbelief itself that I'm actually going to marry someone is quite overwhelming for me.
Congratulations! The fact that you're asking and worried about the answers to these questions tells me that you'll probably be okay.
 
Mad as all hell. A crime was committed against me - one that may cost me thousands in the coming days - and I know exactly who did it, but have nothing but previous experiences to prove it. Knowing that this skank will get off scot free makes me seethe. Police are shit. It is 2 AM and I'm in planning mode and can't sleep.
Regained access to my property after a weekend of impotent coping and seething. I bought the biggest fucking lock I could find to replace the one that was broken and checked on it every morning until the sale went through. None of the nightmare scenarios I imagined came true, but I'm glad I prepared for them. I could have lost 3,000€.

Felt brief elation yesterday, now I'm just anxious again. I worry that the buyer will find some flaw I missed and I'll have to compensate him somehow. I don't want to deal with the nightmare neighbour again, either.
 
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Physycally, I'm fine. However, since I'm getting married tomorrow, I'm having a case of butterflies in my stomach for past few days. So many things bugging my mind.

How do I adapt to changes that bound to happen? How can I be a good husband? What should I do so I can stand firm and make my wife rest easy through hardships? And that feeling of disbelief itself that I'm actually going to marry someone is quite overwhelming for me.
Congratulations! As @WhatInTheActualFuck said, you'll probably be okay since you're actually thinking about that kind of stuff.

May you have a life of happiness with your new wife!
 
I'm actually feeling pretty good. The older I get, the more things make sense. It's like Kiekegaard once said, "Life can only be understood backwards, but it must be lived forwards." Even with current events and modern happenings pissing me off, I accept that I don't need the rest of the world to make sense. I just need my own life to make sense.
 
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