I'm 19, 20 in a few months (wow that's scary). I've been pretty shy all my life. Up until high school I would find a way to get past it in school, and be my self, and have fun and make friends. But not since then. 8th grade was the best year of my life and it's been downhill since. I dropped out in 10th grade because of because I kept moving from city to city with my mom, falling behind in school, becoming more and more shy and socially retarded. Gave up really. I've been lonely since 8th grade ended. Only 1 person I can call a friend, even though I feel our friendship weakening (probably my fault). I've always been able to fight off the feeling of loneliness really easily, until recently. I realize how bad I want to be happy and have friends. And most of all someone to cuddle with at night. I would trade a billion dollars for a new personality. I just want so badly to be carefree and happy and not shy, and to make people laugh and have fun. And to have someone to cuddle at night. Fuck man.
I know that feel man. I've been feeling that recently too. I'm 22 gonna be 23 this year. Most of my short comings are from me just being lazy. But at the same time, if I really wanted to be with someone, or make new friends, or get off my ass. I'd probably have done it by now.
I'm starting to feel this way.
Everyone is so fucking selfish
>22 living at home
>see no feels thread all day
>see feels thread
>cry happy tears
>feels thread is kill
Motherfucker! Stop playing with my emotions!
Cant have a baw thread without the ballad of 8 beers mcgee
I've alone for the past 4 years. No gf. I get to see my best friends fuck with girls i can only dream of.
Since the love of my life basically told me to fuck off i can't deal with rejection. So when i like a girl, i stop talking to her, i delete her or ingnore her because i think i'm just too fucking fat to be ever loved again.
I mean, i'm not a bad guy. I'm a quite funny fella.
My friends don't really understand how i feel. But i can say, when i feel the rejection is coming i feel pain and fear. Fear of being lonely again.
Ever felt like that?
I've been on /b/ for a few months now, since the middle of summer. My favorite part of this place is that you can never cease being surprised by original content. You're always surrounded by people just like you. We might all be anons, but we're not alone here. This is the one place we can be our edgy selves. Yeah sometimes we push it way over the limit. Shit happens. It happens everywhere, not just here. If anyone is still lurking this thread, I'm here to tell you that you're not alone. We're all going through hell. The reason why I know is because why else would we be here? Out of all the places we could be? So if you're going through a tough time, hang in there. Endure it. This pain is only temporary and there's an entire world out there that's still filled with love and excitement. You just have to be willing to open your eyes and especially your heart. I love you guys. Take care.
It gets pretty scary/sour. I could just lay on my bed and cry for a while, sobbing and asking myself why did i took her hand, why did i hugged her that time while taking the train, why did i listen to her when she told me: You can't see it, no one does, but you're a great guy and you're better than them, why can't you see it?
Maybe because nothing looks like i am all of those things... That meant too much, and it hurts when i remember.
Read my reply to >>591738747
Old fag here, first post ever. I know it sucks sometimes, there were times in my 20's I was going to end it, but I didn't, and you know why?
These threads, there were months where I used them like a lifeline, holding on by my fucking fingernails....but holding on just the same.
eventually it did get better, I'm happier at 42 then I ever was. I know you may not believe me, I know you may think "easy for him to say" But Ive been there, and I want everyone of you to know your not alone.
Typical feels post:
>Anon meets girl of his dreams
>Types it out in the most feels way that he loves her and can't live without her
>Girl gets cancer or whatever the fuck it is
>Anon types out how bad he feels about everything
Aaaaaand I'm out. Time to go to work, pretend to be someone happy, smile to lots of people, chat to co-workers about how happy I am to be going back to Uni next week and how everything's good and great in my life. Then I can come home and sit at my computer talking to people on /b/ and do this shit all over again until the day I die because I have nowhere else to go. See you soon
>Fall in love with gril, real love. Like always talked about
>Share with her what little i have
>Get cheated on 1 year in
>Pretend i don't care trying to maintain relationship while it dies
>She breaks up with me a week after
>Respect her decisions and contact ceases
>See on instagram occasionally, love seeing regardless what it is
>Go on with life, become renowned in field & make enough money to retire young
>Meet many girls, some flings some longer
>3 years no contact
>Found something of hers in storage, need to contact
>Exchanged 2 messages each but best time in a long time
>See is getting married to some other guy, still doesnt sway from feels in line 2
>Would happily give up all success & money just to have an hour sit down at a cafe to catchup.
>Think about once a week on average
Truthfully, For me it was when I stopped being what the people around me wanted me to be, or thought I should be. First thing I did was no more lies, not even under the disguise of calling it "tact" That cleared away alot of the fake ass people, and left me with 1. But 1 real friend, is way fucking better then 10 shitty ones.
Second thing was, I learned to say no, Seems simple enough, but to do it in a polite but firm way, so people know they can't walk all over you. after that my self esteem began to grow.
3 years later, I married the 1 friend I mentioned, married 20 yrs this year. It ain't perfect, but one thing i've learned....perfect is boring as fuck!!! avoid it, and the people who seek it...sorry for the rambling advice brothers...hope it helps some.
Incase anyone cares this is Clare's Facebook
Also that obituary is not Brandon's
The obituary is from an earlier date than the original post
I'm shitty at advice, but I will tell you like I tell my own kids. You got this, go to the dance,club,party whatever, the first few times your the wallflower guy/girl, but keep going.
most importantly if someone talks to you (and seems genuine), talk back.
Im not trying to partronize, that advice helped both my kids.
I live in California so it's currently 3am here and I can't sleep, I can't sleep because she is stuck on my mind, I fell in love with her in high school, we instantly became friends on the first day and on that day I realized that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her, and so every day I told myself that I would tell her how I felt about her but never did, I have a horrie fear of rejection that always stoped me, so after hight school we remained friends but I still wanted to be more, so I devoted all of my time to her, and once I got a job all of my time and money, so in February of last year I told myself that I would make a big show of telling her on valentines day, so I planned and planned and planned, and when the day came (not going to go into detail of what I had planned cause it to long and elaborate and I'm doing this from my phone) after my whole set up, she told me that she didn't feel the same way about me, and that she was already dating someone, she also told me that she had feelings for me back in school but she buried those feelings and didn't feel them anymore, and that absolutely killed me I cried for hours when I got home, if I didn't chicken out every time I had planned on telling her I would have been happy, I would have been able to go through the day with out this fake ass smile I slap on my face the moment I walk out the door, I would have been able to feel the happiness that she brought into my life, i still cry about it to this day, and I feel so empty inside, and I still have this feeling that some day I will be able to make her mine even thought it probably won't, but I still have a small sliver of hope that gets smaller everyday..
I was dating a girl for all of 2014. Wed both just gotten out of relationships and weren't ready for each other. We kept seeing each other and by March we're spending every night together in each other's dorms. There was always this guy who started off ad a friend and then confessed his feelings for her, from then on they didnt speak as she was with me every day.. Long story short she went back to the US for university and begged for long distance and to talk every day. I loved her but knew it would be hard. So we said we'd talk the same but have no commitment. I asked to visit for her birthday and she said the other dude is visiting for the week.. and it would be weird seeing me as we're no longer together and can't just be friends.
Feels bad man
See this is why being young sucks, I wouldnt be young again if you fucking paid me. But heres the interesting part.
I'm not sure I would be the man I am, compassionate and kind, if I wasn't shit on in high school.
Though I freely admit it REALLY fucking sucked at the time
i hate that i've became empty because she left, i smile when people get hurt, i contemplate death, the void just nothingness where i wont have to think, fuck how did this happen, its got to the point where the hate in my hate has consumed me im too cold and bitter, i fear i cant go back now, i miss the summer, i miss her
shit OP been in touch with a girl with social anxiety and family issues and when i ask her how she is/ if she's ok this that's exactly what she replies
Just want to get this off my chest.
woke up around an hour ago and just started crying and thinking about how im such a disgusting person i am until once again I just stopped and cant feel a thing. All of my friends just think im this goofy guy who makes everyone laugh but i really just try to act funny because i dont want people to know how weak i am but at the same time all I want is someone to hold me.
You know, something that most of the time I said is "things can really change from one month to another one", today we can really feel like crap... but then the mood changes to another reality. I see that most of the ones that are here complaining are young, but... have you ever wonder if this feelings are just a stage form our lives? I really hope that life will give us the answers to face these shitty problems.
Well lately.. I've decided to live in fear of the prospect that it all ends and i've acquired the inability to contain these physical symptoms of anxiousness, these thoughts of impending doom, the guilt of un motivation and the desire of wealth and knowledge … I question my self constantly, should I be thinking like this? but in regards to those thoughts I sometimes question the question it self leaving me in a paradox of uncertainty reinforcing the symptoms and thoughts. Few things could throw me out of the vicious cycle one would consider a panic attack.. a smile, empathy , re assurance , beautiful women, a smoke , some heroin, the rain… But my undoubtable introspect will always lead me back to a endless river of distress.. it flows through my very soul, fear leaching to my love, simply turning good thoughts into bad.. why do i deserve to be happy? when i can't change the world. why should i feel sad? when there are so many fucked up,far worse than I ! what makes me better than them anyway? given the chance anyone can shine.. why isn't it me?
Alright. Guess I'll share a story. A while back I was with this guy, he made me so fucking happy (am gay) and his birthday was on Halloween. He bought me this really cheap satin cape that year and I couldn't be with him. I called him on the phone and sang him happy birthday and I could hear him crying of happiness. The call cut off and I tried calling him again but it didn't go through. I thought maybe it was just that his phone died or something. I didn't see him the next day so I went to his house only to find his parents. I looked at his mom and asked "Hey... Where's anon?" and she burst out crying. Turns out while I was calling him I distracted him or something and he was hit by some douche who was speeding out of a alley. When he has his funeral I wasn't allowed to see him so I had to watch from outside the church as they opened the casket. He looked so peaceful and happy but the makeup on him was so obvious and I could just imagine how bad the accident was. I looked for afar as they lowered his casket into the ground and to this day I still hear his voice. I still feel his touch, his kisses, the sound of his breath as he slept next to me. I still have that cheap satin cape and I wear it every Halloween
I hope it's just a stage that will pass quickly, I hope my problem will be solved soon, hopefully I can be truly happy again once it's over, but in till then these threads help ease the pain knowing that there are others that feel the same makes me feel less alone
ive never really had one of those "big brother" types
im the youngest in my family, only 2 older sisters that didnt much care for me
i was bullied pretty rough throughout school starting somewhere in elementary and getting worse and worse as years progressed, i learned to be invisible real quick
throughout middle school and highschool, i just wanted someone that would help me, look out for me, something, i dont care
there was no one. I went through half of my life after that with no friends and a kissless virgin
i guess now i dont really care girls or bullies anymore
i just want a friend
I feel like I'm stuck in limbo. I work hard and try to do the right thing in every situation etc but at the end of the day I'm constantly disappointed in myself. It never changes. I've got some good people in my life but I have no desire or motivation to put any effort into building relationships. I'm scared to love, no fucking idea why. I'm scared of everything it seems like. I wish I knew how to snap out of this feeling but it's been going on for years now. I feel like I could let myself be so much happier than I am now, but for some reason something's blocking it. No fucking clue how to move past it. I don't even know what I need. Loves out of the question because I refuse to allow it in my life. I've hurt people from it and that makes me feel even shittier. Fuck...
>being a teenage dick
>high with friends
>a tiny dog walks by
>notice it, comment: MAN; THAT'S AN UGLY DOG
>an old lady owner walks by, could hear her heart falling apart (cuz high)
Just think about this for a sec bro... I always use this like a "relief", I know that my sentimental problems are the worst for me (for you and for everyone), but then I start thinking in other people luck, I mean... a lot of people in this precise moment is being killed, some others are starving to death and so far (this may sound exaggerated... but is the cruel reality in out world), at least we have lovely parents and health. I don't know if we share the same thoughts but... these are mine. At least we have something... something.
>don't like sex
>also small equipment
>cannot feel anything being emotionally related to a woman
>always ruin everything with my fears
>i know i will never make a woman happy having sex with her
Yeah in retrospect my situation is nothing more than exaggerated feelings, but the emotional and physical toll it takes makes it feel worst than those people in worse situations, but I guess I should be thankful at least cause it's something....
The fact that your here leads me to believe that you too have feeling that you wish to express, but instead of letting them out you resort to name calling and being rude as a defence mechanism so you don't let people in and resurface those feeling that initially brought You here
was easily some of the best years of my life. how is being young and healthy ever a bad thing? pic related its me and my friends
got dumped on wednesday, /b/ros. I really just need some love and affections right now. every day I wake up feeling more and more confused and lost. she was everything in my life and gave me purpose. now I have no direction. nobody to strive for. I wake up alone, scared that I can't do it any more now that she's gone. there are no more texts, even though I wait hours for her to come back and tell me she made a huge mistake
but no. she's gone.
i feel like I'm about to throw up. the only thing preventing me from doing so is the fact I haven't eaten since she broke up with me. I don't feel the hunger. I just feel so tired and alone.
Yeah, i know... But it's just so hard to find someone when you know that you don't enkoy sex like others or feel emotions like others. I feel like a freak and also my self esteem dowsn't exist mostly 'cause of my short penis. Now i'm just avoiding new people and i don't hit on girls anymore (i can easily hit on girls and ask for number but i'm just too ugly to be successful)
Find a hobby, Play some games, watch a new TV series. Stop thinking about her and time will heal you
That's all I can offer, been there done that. It will fade with time, even though it doesn't seem like it. Took me nearly a year....
Everything will be fine bro, with the time you are going to meet new girls and also people... this is going to be also inevitable and you are going to do it just fine! A new gf with the time will arrive and you will see this as an another anecdote of your live! I need to say good bye for now, but I want you to know, that you have a legitimate friend on the other side of the world, good luck! And... See you.
i think she found another. i have been dealing with a lot from home and work so I've been needing her support emotionally for a bit and I think she just couldn't do it any more
I'm one of the anons that posted in a baaw-thread a few days ago. Lots of great thinking people there by the way.
I wrote about how this girl rejected me. As I keep saying - I don't leave sonething unfinished, so I called her and she says that she doesn't want anything to do with me. How do you go from fucking someone and saying you love me and just turn like that? To be simple-minded, I can say that I fucked her and I'm happy with that. I'd just really like a good explanation of why I'm not given one chance. I guess that just screams immature - I'm slowly thinking less and less of it anyways.
>Freshman in Highschool
>Socially awkward but always have at least one friend in every class
>Still really lonely
>Never had someone that i could talk to when shit hits the fan
>She starts talking to me a lot
>Tell her everything
>Finally found someone to talk too
>Slowly get feelings for her
>Continue to talk
Been going like this for nearly a year. Shes easily the best friend I've ever had. Never feel lonely when we talk and she makes me happier than I've ever been. Not sure what to do.
ask her out and confess your feelings and tell her every detail why you want to date her and if she rejects you deal with it and still continue to be friends and don't be a dick if she does because then you will become those lonely neckbeard women hating faggots on /r9k/ and next time you post don't disclose anything that will hint at your age
Did that awhile ago and was shut down. Shes currently dating another guy but the relationship isn't too stable. Were still really good friends even after the failed attempt though.
Did that awhile ago and was shut down. Shes currently dating another guy but the relationship isn't too stable. Were still really good friends even after the failed attempt though.
Kinda what I did before.... But really quick this time.
just saw Co worker get engaged. probably my best friend there. she reminds me of my ex in a way. my ex that I cheated on. i loved her. she's never coming back. I messed up. I'll never forgive myself.
Why don't you lose some fucking weight then and stop acting like such a pathetic bitch just because no gf?
There are people in the world with real problems who didn't bring them upon themselves by being a gluttonous, reclusive, self-absorbed waste of life.
I don't know what to say. I'm just so hurt. I forgive her because I love her, but there is no hope for us. This is a situation I have found myself in one too many times, nothing ever works out for me. I miss her.
I've had two pot cookies and a shit day at work.
Posting what little I have till either I run out or they finally kick in.
Something for those of you with pets.
this is probably how half of the people you will see at uni walking around feel aswell anon. it really is scary to think that we live in a world where we all pretend to be ok instead of level with each other and help fix the problem. hell i have even heard people who are depressed as fuck make fun of someone who has tried to emotionally connect with them. People have told us not to connect face to face... so thats why we are here sharing our stories together anonymously
This post might as well have just said, "KALI MA," and saved the story before it ripped my heart out.
I know that this is exactly why my ex left. I would have married her.. But she was to afraid of being married again.
The better it got, it likewise became worse.
I miss you, Kelly.
I'm about to go to work, knowing that when I come home the person I care most about in this world won't be here. They're leaving while I'm gone. I'm contemplating just crashing my car on the way to work because honestly having to go the whole day like this is... making getting dressed really hard
$50 motherfucking dollars an hours?! Jesus Fucking Christ!
This cocksuckers job better be rescuing orphans from burning buildings, in t shirt and jeans, jumping from a helicopter, no parachute or rope, while shitting golden fucking eggs!
Who the Fuck makes that kind of money?!
The counterargument to "It's better to have loved and lost"
We never did find out what happened to her husband.
The lights next door went out and the high is starting to creep.
For some reason this has me thinking of some of the teachers I've had over the years. Some of them were shit, and some of them really seemed to care about their students.