I need help robots?, how do i respond?
i just said i kinda miss everybody from My middle school
how bad did i fuck up bros?
> message a random female on kikebook
> no response
I have tried everything from short sentences, jokes, insults and questions to long messages. They just don't respond.
You have to talk to them irl first you can't just hit people up on fb messenger randomly. That shit doesn't work. Most people don't even have the app on there phone. So they see your message at home on there laptop all like ??????? And don't bother responding.
I just feel so alone and depressed. There's a horrible rage I feel with this depression. I just feel so angry and depressed and scared. I've been depressed for years but I've never felt like this before. It's like everything is racing and I feel so upset and overwhelmed.
Please help me /r9k/ I feel fucking terrible
You call up the fucking crisis line and they recommend you talk a friend about how you feel and it's like how the fuck am I even going to do that I don't have any friends to talk to
I'm 28 and I live all by myself I don't have any friends I can hang out with or any friends
I'm just sitting in my messy living room in my apartment and feeling like human trash and I fucking hate it
I JUST FEEL SO FUCKING MAD I'M 28 HOW CAN I EVEN FEEL LIKE THIS? EVERYONE ELSE IS OFF DOING NORMAL SHIT AND GETTING MARRIED AND I'M JUST SITTING HERE ALONE AND FREAKING OUT AND I CAN'T FUCKING CALM DOWN FUCK DEPRESSION IS USUALLY JUST SEDATITIVE BUT I FEEL SO WORKED UP I CAN'T STAND IT
Take little steps to improve your life. It feels shitty when your living space is messy. Get cleaned up and start to focus on enjoying time with yourself, take yourself out on dates, go get food, realize that you're food company and other people will too
You're still doing your posture exercises, right anon?
Let's face the truth, brobots. Most of us were "that kid". Post shit you did in school
>tried too hard to fit in by telling everyone shitty jokes
>that kid who legitimately ate shit but was still a Chad
Why are black guys so cruel? I'm scared desu. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s6PaCCzeowA
I'm black, whats your location niggger
WHERE ARE YOU NIGGGER
ILL SHOW YOU - GET UR DESU OUT OF HERE U WEEABOO FAGGOT NIGGGGRRRRR
The only one to try and help the knocked out kid instead of take pics was a qt black grill. I wonder what those two guys said? Theres loads of whites there that the attackers didnt seem to care about. Also it was a white dude who broke it up no problem. Hmm
How did you end up on /r9k/?
What's your story, anon?
Did you ever think this place would become your home board?
This is not my home, I am just an tourist
I've been here since day 1.
Some days I think I'm still just posting alone against the AI.
a cautionary word to the wise.
Those of us who have been here a long time share an archetype that is characterised by long-term social isolation, a post-ironic sense of indifference to personal and working relationships. We hate normies, we hate people in general, but more importantly we hate ourselves. And we love it. The reason we stopped letting people in varies from straight autism to personal emotional trauma. Some of us, however, try to break that barrier, shake up what we know and take the risk of emotionally investing in people again. Furthermore, we start to invest in ourselves.
I have just finished an almost two year period of employment. I'm 27. Most other roles I have had have been sporadic and less than 18 months. During this position, I did begin to socialise and connect with people, at least more-so than I had in the past. Having said that, I still preferred to remain aloof and emotionally unavailable. I would skip as many social gatherings as I could to indulge in avant-era memes and escapism in the form of vidya. I really didn't have a single care in the world towards anything, and I had more money coming in than I'd ever had to spend before. Spend I did, mind you. I earnt 70k australian shekels over the past two years, and I'm further in debt than when I started. But that's not what I'm here to warn you about.
I'm not going to identify the job that I did or the role that I filled because, internet, however I'm going to tell you this much. I applied for a similar role recently, after quitting my job in march I've been living on $20aud a week because my bare minimum living expenses are stupidly high. During this time, they asked for references. Now, I left my last job on bad terms, and I had several behavioral discplinary events, things that were entirely in my control to avoid. Basically, I didn't have a reference from the job, not a single one. I've effectively wasted two years of my professional life, in terms of seeking sidewards or upwards employment. I just got off the phone to the recruiter who did manage to contact a manager I had from seven years ago. She then asked if I could provide a character reference from someone I know, who is unrelated to me.
I had recently attempted to delete my facebook, but I booted that shit back up in desperation, to see if I had anyone I could call upon. Unsurprisingly to most of us, I did not. The people on my friends list are either distant acquaintances, drug addicts or family. I don't have anyone that could be considered a close friend and colleague. Thus, I don't have a character reference. The results of this shock me a little. In the immediate future, I could lose my house due to not paying rent, I could become homeless (I've been homeless in the past). All because I wanted to emulate an archetype I've adopted from long-term consumption of media on a peruvian crystal collecting board and feed my addiction to vidya.
So, a word to the wise from someone who's been here from the start, infact, from before r9k was even a thing.
Don't push everyone away. Don't reject people and society, even though both thing's I've mentioned here are fucking detestable to the core. Don't neglect personal relationships. Once you pass the younger years, society is a lot less forgiving towards people who have no friendships and no one in their corner to say "he's a decent person who can do a job". This is especially important if you are like me, when I decided several years ago that I wanted to change, that I wanted to shake the aura of r9k away from my personal structure. I started this journey over five years ago and I missed the most important lessons.
Personal development and personal responsibility.
Mastering these two things will mean the difference between eating tomorrow and diving through a bin for food while you look at your next target to steal from to feed your addiction or vice. Whatever that may be.
Robots, my only real friends... this feel is unbearable. Goodbye. I leave plato's allegorical cave for good.
What's the difference between sadness and hopelessness?
What's a surefire fatal dose of fentanyl?
Which one /r9k/? I've already got a DD
Whats your DD?
Do you want to be able to cruise off road and go camping? Or would you rather be able to take curves and enjoy the performance of a sports car.
They are honestly complete opposites, but both are awesome in their respective ways.
Personally I would go with the Land Cruiser (it is a lot cheaper), then find a cheap E-30 to go fast in.
If Trips below within 21 posts tomorrow brings good fortune
>fairly good looking
>ends up looking like this
What a fucking waste of good genes
Are you saying my first pic isn't attractive?
who /dumb/ here?
>barely graduated high school with Ds and Cs
>everyone else who scored that low on tests was a Chad or actually had brain damage
>see all these "robots" with 3-4.0 gpa in uni
>can't get accepted anywhere
fuck you nerds you don't know what's it's like to fail at anything and everything you attempt
Hmm, I just don't understand algebra... I feel out of the loop, I just enrolled into school. I am pretty nervous about it considering I'm going for computer science, and I'll be taking remidials.
Reporting in. I was in gifted programs in elementary school and apparently scored higher on the 1st grade reading speed test than my teacher had ever seen, yet by middle school I was getting Ds and Cs. I don't know what the fuck happened
>Chad and Staceys social media accounts are all gone
Did they die?
they either got too many notifications about you downloading their pictures or you visited their profiles too often and always showed up in their recommended friends so they knew you were stalking.