/kind/ - Random Acts of Kindness

>>38115

>thanks for your help. not.

<calls other people women with a womanly jab

<not knowing how people clown around and that this board is full of sappy/corny shit

It's nice to have newfriends for a dead board I guess.

>want to talk about good online friend of at least 15 years

>but he reads boards, maybe even this one

I can at least mention feeling proud of him calling me a hard cunt!

>we all have good friends.

I don't know if this counts as a "sin" but maybe it is for this board.

Helping only helps with a thing.

Getting others to trust you and respect you.

I don’t help others because I have an overwhelming altruistic urge to help others, I do it as to not come off as an asshole. Life is harder when everyone thinks you’re an asshole. So I try not to come off as one.

I believe in helping others, just not for the reasons you believe in it.

>>38132

>You can't "just be yourself", you've actually got to be quite guarded, distant and controlled

To "normalfriends", this just comes naturally and they don't even notice it. They would call this being yourself, but to people who don't have that instinct it has to be learned. The problem is it's easy to overdo, and then you come across as cold and harsh. It's hard, but do not worry, we can try hard and get better!

>>38209

>be naturally predisposed to helping people

>know a bunch of psychology

>everyone awkwardly avoids me, thinking I have a second goal

>start acting cold and calculated

>people start approaching me again

>subtly fit "helping" others in this new style despite its limitations

>have to pretend I'm drunk when I want to go all out

>actually help a lot of people, but when they notice they sometime distance themselves from me

>at the end of the day I always have less friends than I started with

>don't care, since I made the world a better place

Being kind is the hardest thing there is.

This is what an un/kind/ person would post and think.

Refugees have no priority over one's country's own people, so it depends on the individual's political leaning whether they should be allowed or not.

That's an opinion, and doesn't have anything to do with being kind or not.

Politely take your leave.

I spent two hours today decorating my apartment with Himalayan prayer flags while listening to an audiobook on mindfulness!

>>37655

Nice tree

>>37665

Aww, thanks! I love my Halloween tree.

I was an awkward kid in highschool. Not in a bad way or anything. I had and still have deep and lasting friendships with some of my buddies from back home. But I was awkward socially; I was always to intimidated by everyone else to approach others: both male and female. And for the most part, nobody really talked to me outside of my close friends. I would learn later on that most people were (ironically) as intimidated by me as I was by them. My friends always attributed it to just the way I look and act: they claimed I always had this "don't talk to me please" look on my face and that I was always in a rush to get to the next thing with no time to talk to other people.

But long story short, because of how little I socialized in highschool I was completely inexperienced with talking to strangers when I went to Uni. I ended up practically a hermit in my apartment, with no on-campus friends or acquaintances to speak of, let alone a boyfriend or girlfriend I found out I swung both ways pretty early on.

The only thing that really saved me from myself was an internship I did for a semester. I was basically working in a development lab, but I constantly had to deal with customers, clients, coworkers from the local branch and cross country branches. It forced me to learn how to socialize properly in the adult business environment and by extension how to be social casually.

And it was primarily based on being kind to others. Treating them with respect. Owing them the same courtesies you would expect for yourself. Simple things like smiling when you said "good morning" and complicated things like how to deal with an important client who is a real bully.

I came back to classes this semester and there has never been a time in my life before when I realized that people are always much happier when they have the chance to simply say "hello" when they walk past an acquaintance on the way to class.

Admittedly, I still have no experience dating. That is a frontier that I have yet to breach. Honestly, I have no idea how to even approach that subject with myself. I haven't really met anyone who I'd really enjoy spending almost every waking moment with quite. Or maybe my perception of relationships is just warped. Maybe I'll just fall in love and get swept off my feet before I kPost too long. Click here to view the full text.

Kindness was always a trait I had as part of my personality for some reason. I was just sort of born with it. But I feel like it's also a product of my weakness.

It's been reinforced throughout my life by various fictional characters I liked a lot, some of which I won't name as the source material of a few of them is something a lot of people strongly dislike even to this day. As time went on though life got worse for me and I learned more unpleasant things about people and the world in general but I can't even talk about those things without some kind of debate starting when I really just want that person to listen and maybe consider things from my perspective.

I see many other people in life and they all look so happy and so many people are so cruel that I see no need to be kind to a lot of people, whatever kindness they would normally get they get from life in general while I and many others don't.

So I've become less sympathetic towards many people but I still try and be nice to those who I think need and deserve it, the less fortunate in life. For example, I would help out a friend of mine start up a store that he always wanted to run. He insisted on paying me but I always turned it down. Another time I delivered sandwiches on my way home from work to two homeless men and I got to learn about their lives. It's also how I got a bandana that one of them wore around his neck as a gift and I wear it often when I go outside, as he requested. People look at me weird because of the way I dress like I have a gun in my coat or there's a bomb strapped to me or I'm generally up to no good which is pretty annoying and I think the bandana has something to do with it but I wear it anyway.

I also sometimes try to talk to people who are having a hard time and see if I can make things a bit better for them.

Since I was a child I wanted to make life better for people and I try and do that when I can. It can be hard at times, it rarely works out to any noticeable result, and I've learned sometimes it's pointless or even counterproductive to do so, but I keep doing it because I don't think I could live with myself if I didn't. But I'm also nice less often because I've grown tired of it somehow. I used to take part in a support group but tryPost too long. Click here to view the full text.

>>36890

>so what's your story?

I met a girl last year.

She was lonely, scared and psychologically abused.

She didn't know any better than to insult me and play with my emotions, since that's all her parents taught her, and we took turns in hurting each other to begin with.

Somehow seeing I could be just as bitter as her made her trust me enough to share her story, maybe as a "I had it worse than you" kind of challenge.

Somewhere along the line I made her a compliment. I don't remember when or how it happened, but she turned really sweet for the rest of the day, like she was an entirely different person.

That's when I understood she hadn't turned into a sociopath just yet and there was still something that could be done to help.

I started a wearing out tactic, where I would keep her on her toes, make her feel awkward or sad, systematically degrade her so I could rip off all of her armor plates she had coater herself in. I even made her cry a couple times.

And when I saw a good opportunity, when she was at her weakest, I showed her all the kindness in my heart all at once.

Something changed since then, and we've been really good friends ever since. We don't hurt each other anymore and we treat each other like we would treat ourselves. She's still a bit distant from time to time because of how little used she is to being kind or experiencing it, but that changes nothing.

Moral of the story.

Some people are hateful, bitter, angry or douchy because they percieve the whole world as hostile.

All it takes sometimes is a complement to breach this "impenetrable" wall of hate.

Just beware of blatant mockery. No amount of compliments will change anything with these people.

you're going to die

they're going to die

speak now, or forever hold your feels.

That's very lewd.

Happy new year anon!

happy christmas and a merry new year

Merry holidays!!

work for a temp agency! they profit off you're hard work so its there number one priority to get work for you!

Follow the ways represented by this good boy I got as an early Christmas gift.

Thank you all for the responses. Sorry it has taken so long to reply, I was just nervous thinking about the replies, but I see there is nothing to worry about, and especially with the board that I am on. So I mind as well try and give off specifically what happened, not as if I have much to loose anyway.

>>37755

>>37757

So for quick context, me and my siblings have been trying for months to get a ps4, but our dad manage to buy one in November, we now have the ability to play games we've been urging to play all year.

So in this month, our first start was with, well I will just call it THEGAME for it could have been anything really. I gotten it in November, was waiting to play it with my sister for either today or tomorrow by the time of this writing, but on Monday my dad accidentally saw the game, of course now being curious of it, kept on asking me about it, but it was whatever for I tried to answer them the best I could. Now we reach Tuesday night, we both were just done making dessert (pretty ironic considering what comes after lol), then dad asks if we could pop in THEGAME. Now I just simply said, "No I cannot play it tonight, that wasn't the plan. I haven't even played it yet." That was all I said, then left to get some water. When I came back immediately after he was like "Dude, c'mon, I just want to see it." Again I tell him no not tonight, literally any other night, but not tonight since I needed to study as well for this week's exams. In retrospect, maybe I should have just made way and shown it to him, but what I wasn't expecting was for him to now start denying me from the console all because I didn't want to play it yet. You already know what happened after that was mentioned in the OP. Geez, he even went the extra mile to delete my account on the ps4 (although no skin off my bones, it was just filled with betas and a game I haven't even played yet, so nothing lost). Again, everyone in the house was saying that I was to blame for it, but once again, I do not feel as if my sentence was "displaying a nasty attitude". Right now, it's kind of weird, but we are both giviPost too long. Click here to view the full text.

That story doesn't sound rude, friend, and I'm curious how things are these days since this thread is a bit old. Perhaps it was word choice somehow, or your parents were the unkind ones.

Being kind is about caring about how other people feel and doing what you can to be positive and helpful as long as it stays within your own comfort zone.

It sounds like your dad disrespected your comfort, anon.