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 No.332534

I don’t what to say or where to start. I’ve always mocked this board for years because it felt like I’d never be in such a position to talk about anything that saddens me. And for the fact that whatever I’ll say it will be immediately recognisable by people who know me. But yeah. I feel an incredible amount of anxiety, like everyone is racing around and they got their support you know? But I live alone and feel alone. Went through a lot. And just mentioning one of the problems will just ”alert” some people. Everyone is having their own good life, good ending. But I don’t think I’ll ever get it. Every plan and every step I do has a solid guarantee with it that I’ll be in a big step back. Like losing a job or a potential lover or a flat relocation or a some sort of a surgery. The thing is, I look at people with their lives with an anxious look. Like “alright fine you won the lottery in your life, you got the American dream going whatever just leave me alone” “leave me alone with my setbacks”. I don’t have the power or the mind to do anything creative or advance in a skill since economical stress is just frying my mind at this point. And the thing is, whenever I wanna talk about it, people will just tell “sucks to be you, lol” and move along. There is no tenderness anymore in life. It’s always punches on the chin. But I had one, one person who was kind, like 90s soul kind you know? Something you don’t see in this dystopian generation. And I lost that person due to my…actions and lies. But I had to survive. I did some unhinged stuff. Always wished that I can tear time and space just to tweak the time and keep this person with me forever. But now life just doesn’t mean anything really. It all went down hell. And the last straw was my dead cat yesterday. and now I feel completely stranded in my small apartment. I’m thinking ending it all these days. Stress isn’t worth it. Neither this whole race. It’s okay to be quitter.. I deserved whatever happens anyway.

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 No.332540

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كل حاجة بتمر يا انون

الحلو والوحش بيمر ويتنسى

بص على الناس حواليك هتلاقى كله عنده مشاكله مش انت بس

فـ اصبر ويمكن بكرة يبقى احلى

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 No.332551

I'm aware that this is just a rant but it reads like the complaints of an immature person. You're not a main character in this world; you seem to be so self-absorbed that you're waiting for others to console you and help you with your own problems.

IDK if anyone else told you before, but all the people you see on the street, at work, or whatever—they all have their own lives filled wirh just as much if not more problems and setbacks to deal with.

This sort of mentality is very childish, and makes it so that if someone comforted you through your own problems you end up being attached to them, much like a child and their mother.

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 No.332791

i'm sending you hugs anon, i'm sorry that you feel this way, i've lived fatherless for more than 20 years, even though he is alive, but i've never got the chance to talk with him with ease and comfort. that made me a fucking loser tho but i hardly try not to be, i'm scared w talking to people, i always end up failing to make new friends. and i'm REALLY alone too. this is like my 3rd comment here i don't use 8chan that much. however, with all of the feelings that became prevalent today, i know that i'm not found in this place. i got a very damn repetitious job, I do thank god for it tho, but yk, nothing new to do , i have no one to cry to. i almost do the same thing everyday and all what i receive literally just bad news, one after one. SO i try to find places like here just to throw a tantrum and go. be an anon like you evryone else.

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 No.333330

op an faggot

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