>30 years old
>Watching the Iron Giant while getting drunk
Who's the most pathetic poster currently posting on r9k?
> A young boy befriends a giant robot from outer space that a paranoid government agent wants to destroy.
I don't know what it is. Movies make me cry way more than I used to now. Even ones I've watched a lot, like Iron Giant. Maybe I've developed more empathy or I'm just suffering depression.
>You are what you choose to be
>digging through my PC earlier for a webm
>found this short comic I'd forgotten I saved instead
>cried while looking at it
>posted it on /v/ later
>cried again after posting it
Uploaded it to imgur to repost here because I don't wanna deal with the robot.
I'm so fucked up the last few years.
>catch Scrubs as the theme is playing
I know that feeling.
>tfw you're no superman
It hits really close to home for me, but I keep looking at it since finding it. I don't know why I do this to myself. I find something that makes me sad and I expose myself to it over and over again, just to hurt myself and I don't know why.
>20 Years old
>Remember 3 words my dad told me 12 years ago
>Total emotional breakdown
I am starting to tear up just thinking about the topic. I fear the day that someone learns what they are.
Yeah, I still live with my parents.
It's not what the 3 words are, but what they make me remember. The 14 months after that memory were hell. I can't remember a second of it, but I am told that I wouldn't stop crying. Those 3 words bring back those feelings and they hit like a sledge hammer.
I'm too tired to really hate anyone. It's not tired like "I need to sleep", it's tired like "I need to never wake up again". I've just never wanted to die enough to actually end myself.
It's hard to explain, but I'll try my best.
I remember what caused the feelings and that is it from that period in time. Birthdays, celebrations and other important life events are gone. Overshadowed or just deemed not important enough to remember, I don't know. I can remember things from before and after, just nothing from those 14 months.
This probably doesn't make any sense.
pack your bags kiddo
Makes potentially a bit of sense to myself. That is, if I'm interpreting it correctly. I've found through personal experience that trauma has made it easier to blot out memories, and not just the events the trauma was based around, but things in general that happened around the same time. I don't have the complete loss of memory that you're talking about though.
Well, the highlight of my year so far has been finding an old tranny video I liked fapping to years ago but had lost the link to. That's pretty fucking sad. At least the new Fire Emblem comes out next month.
Pretty much nothing. I get up, I work, I eat, I use the computer for a while and then I go to bed. Tuesdays and Fridays I go to the gym in the evening. Sunday mornings I go bowling. I'm normally pretty content but I get down at night.
Yeah that's what I am trying to say.
My dad was in the army (still is actually) and 12 years ago was the first deployment to Iraq. He drove convoys. He could never tell us where he was or what he was doing. Some times we wouldn't hear from him for long periods. The constant fear that one day you would come home from school to see some one standing at your door was unbearable. I couldn't have lost him, not then. He was my only friend. We had just moved from Texas to Germany and I was so alone. Luckily he made it back in one piece, physically.
I can go on, there were two more deployments...