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I have a boyfriend that disrespects me in my parents house and I just get so angry. I cant really say anything because my parents really like him. But he makes me so angry that i just wanna break down because i suffer from anxiety and depression and i really love him but whenever he's mad, he always disrespecting me and saying so many rude comments. Does anyone have any suggestions on what I should do!???
I wish I would get really mad at my friends. They make me cross sometimes but we have never really gotten at each other. There are two reasons for this.
I kinda want the drama in my otherwise boring life but more importantly I want to tell them all the things I want without caring that I hurt their feelings. I will sometimes stay up at night thinking about how I would yell at them. I would never do it because I know I would insult them, but there is no other way other than to insult them and I wouldn't do that unless I were mad.
Why are those people who listen to the worst kind of music also those, who listen to their horrendous music in public without headphones??
My neighbour is one of those hateful people. He not only listens to his music on speaker, but also to all hours all day long. His shitty techno music drives me insane!!
Therefore, I confess that I not only want to point out to him to turn down his music, but I have a particular fantasy where I break into his apartment and destroy everything he owns, including his stupid subwoofer.
I already have the baseball bat I want to use. But for now, it is still only a fantasy. FOR NOW.
My story and confession is a long and sad one just to warn the reader.
My story begins with prom. I had never dated anyone before asking her to go to my senior prom (male 20 before you ask yourself) and she was a freshman. We danced and were friends before prom, but I took the leap of faith at the end of the night and kissed her. Which started a year long relationship where I absolutely fell in love with her. I would have died for her if I had to, gone through any hardship the world threw at us because I accepted her for who she was and loved her regardless. (Now for the sad part)
Even before the relationship started my life dream was to join the US military. I picked the Navy which she absolutely hated because I had to leave periodically for 4 years (was what my contract was) and left for BT on Feb 4, 2015. She demanded that I write her every day but basic only allowed Saturday's. Anyway, when I hit medical, MEPS never knew I had Aspherger's Syndrome (my recruiter never sent them the files of my diagnosis as a child) and I was sent home on fraudulent enlistment on Feb 27, 2015. (now resolved and cleared through court) When I came home, no one recognized me and my family had a hard time because I was sick, fatigued, depressed, and hallucinating mildly from sleep deprivation. I stood in front of my mom for 15 minutes before she knew it was me. I got a new phone and immediately texted her expecting comfort and compassion.... All I got was the longest, saddest text of my life. She broke up with me because I "didn't love her enough to stay home," essentially. So now completely heart broken, I turn to my friends for support and learning that within a month she had turned all but 3 of my friends against me. All of which now think I'm some kind of sexist asshole who doesn't support women going to college, that I burn down schools, and think I'm a babykiller. Month down the road, I've lost my mind to depression, loneliness, and on Easter day, I find she has done the same thing to my cousins because I caught the one I trust the most talking with her about how "fun it was to watch me in agony," that it was "hilarious to watch me burn and lose my sanity." With that I fucking lost it and walked 2 miles to the rails crying the whole way, begging god to make it stop.... I watched three trains go by.... And the only reason I'm still here to type this is a total stranger dialling 911 and getting the police to talk sense into me. I was hospitalized and told I had mild PTSD, and major depression. Hate was all that remained. To this day I still hate her, have a hard time trusting others, can't make friends, hate life, and have learned to live alone. Lastly the only reason I don't let the hate consume me is that what goes around... comes around.
Thank you for listening.
I'm a 17 year old male and I have about 2 friends. I don't really even talk to them much anymore. I'm quite shy, and can't really talk to girls either. I just don't want to interaction with people.
It's not that I don't want friends, it's I see the world a different way. Instead of seeing all the joys, I see real truth. The bad, evil, and whatnot. I see the class in people, their true nature. I am very distrusting of people. My oldest friend of 10 years I still can't fully trust. I am also not up with the ages of ge to generation. They listen to the new today's music, talk with in ways that aren't even English, do drugs, sex, and that sort of thing. I can't do that. I like to make complete sentences using intelegent wording, I listen to music from 2008 prior. I don't know. I just can't stand it.
From all that I witness of my generation, I have started to hate people. I hate the non intelegent people who listen to today's music, can't make a proper sentence, don't even use words in the English dictionary and make up ones. It's not that I think of myself as superior to them, I just think that my generation starts the downfall of American society.
I think from this, it has taken a toll on me. I am severely depressed, I am highly paranoid, some Early signs of schizophrenia, multiple personalities, the list goes on. My generation and being around them upsets me. What happened to our society? Where is it going? How long will it take? I can't do this anymore. I'm not going to commit suicide, in my eyes suicide is for the weak and if you fail suicide your a failure of a human and any living organism, my anger is building up. Nobody knows about it. I hide my emotions and it builds up. One of these days I'm going to burst. Nobody knows how dangerous I can be. It's not going to be good.
This kills me, it really does. Someone has to do it though, and it's going to be me.
I adopted a little dog from a shelter. She had been abused she was timid and frightened when I brought her home. I was patient with her transition. She was stubborn when it can to housebreaking. Sometimes she had an accident, sometimes it made me really angry and I would yell at her, sometimes i would rub her nose in it, sometimes I would spank her. I would always apologize for being mean and she would trust me again. I had to put her to sleep after having her for 11 years. I apologized to her for the times I was mean to her. I remember the fond times with her and there are many, but they are always crowded out by those scared and helpless little eyes. I regret the anger. I cant stand myself. I need help.u
I was 20 years old and like most young men oversexed. On a trip between two cities in Texas, I was horny and rubbing the bulge in my jeans. It had gotten dark and I pulled off at a rest stop that was notorious (it had made the local news) for cruising gays. A guy in his forties was standing at the next urinal and trying to strike up a conversation with me. Went back to my car and waited. Sure enough he came out and asked me for a light and then if he could sit with me. His conversation got more suggestive and I admit I knew where he was headed. Never having had a gay encounter, I let him guide me along. He rubbed me through my jeans and asked me to hold his manhood. It wasn't long before we were in each other's mouths. I definitely got the better of the exchange. He was skilled and I wasn't. Truth is he didn't finish because he was racking up numbers and saved himself for the last BJ of the night. Never saw him again and I confess I never felt any guilt over meaningless, unprotected gay sex.
I often pretend to trip or to fall down because I crave for closeness to others. And if someone helps me, I feel very good. I used to look out for women but today I don't care as long as someone touches me.
I do have friends but I like the physical contact with strangers. And please don't get me wrong, I just "like" it, it doesn't make me horny or something.
I hate my life at the moment. I do not want to pursue a career. I do not want to do anything. I only want people to love me. Why can't they feel the way I do? I appreciate the people in my life so much and I get little back....
I’m a very large powerful man. I’m usually very passive. But this pandemic has revealed a large number of healthy people who refuse to wear masks or practice social distancing.
I think I might start just running into them when they violate my space. Up till now I’ve tried to dodge out of the 6 foot zone. But I’m vaccinated now. Maybe I should start ruffling their feathers a little when they’re being so rude. A way of showing them they shouldn’t be intimidating others.
I don’t know. It’s against my nature. But these people are causing others to die.
I am a very bad girlfriend and very selfish. I have the best boyfriend in the world and I love him so much, but unfortunately we are not able to see each other as often as I would like. We live in different cities and because of our working schedules we often see each other only every two weeks on the weekend. My birthday is coming up in 3 days and I was soo looking forward to it because we had planned all kind of awesome things together...
But he texted me this morning at like 5am and told me that he couldn't make it tomorrow and that he could not be there for my birthday because he's in the hospital... Appendicitis... His surgery is scheduled for tomorrow.
Of course, I was totally shocked when I read that! But I have to confess that I am very disappointed because I was soo looking forward to the weekend and my birthday. We made so many plans and now they all fall flat...
I know, I should be worried because he's in the hospital and all... That is why I need to ask for forgiveness. I am a terrible person.
#foregiveness #terrible #girlfriend #hospital #anger #disappointed
I (f/20) took advantage of a stranger a few years ago. I was 16 when it happened and I was in town shopping with my best friend. While walking down the street, a guy around 25/30 came up to us and asked us in broken English if we would like to have some coffee with him and that it would be his treat. My bff was against it at first, but I convinced her. It was free coffee after all!
So, we went to a cáfe and tried to have a conversation with him. He was from some dirt poor country or something like that and his English was really terrible. What we found out was that he wanted to go to university and bring his family to him (they were still in his country of origin) and that he migrated because he thought that he could have a better life here. He had no friends and apparently had a hard time making friends and connections.
We asked him why he wanted to have coffee with us and I am not sure, but I think he thought we were cute or something.
We tried to talk to him for like half an hour or more, but it was more or less pointless. His English was really really bad. Why come to our country if you are not able to speak the language???
Anyway... He went to the restroom eventually and we decided to bolt. He wanted to pay for our drinks anyway, so I guess that is not a problem...
I talked to my bff about it today and she said that we behaved like total dickheads back then. I never thought about it before she brought it up today.. Well, I guess I am feeling kind of bad about it now.
So, forgive me?
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I wasnt exactly normal I always had lots of sexual imagination ranging darker and darker , but the thing is it was uncontrollable the desire was eating my brain and heart i felt like half human , But the thing is i decided to do something about it ,the sexual fantasies the depression after orgasm the dark and disgusting shit , i did the nofap program , itll be hard but its fucking healing mate, and trust me this dark energy is useful the desire to ravish and rape can be connected to the hear then i know this sounds wierd but give it a fucking try overcome your desires your addiction your past, remember dont look back youre not going that way
I absolutely hate and despise a certain fat, disgusting, toothless slob on the internet who goes by the name "Brett Keane" and yes he tells everyone his real name in his youtube videos when he introduces himself, so I'm not doc dropping by saying it. Unfortunately, he has no problem doc dropping other people. He did that to many people years ago. The fat piece of shit has been trying to get famous on the internet for 20 years now, but he always gets caught up in petty drama with people, he lies and slanders them. If they attack him back, he pretends to be the victim and tries to get their accounts banned. Either from youtube, twitter or whatever social media he is actively using at the time.
I was nice to him and on good terms with him many years ago until he stabbed me and all his friends in the back. He would run chatrooms where people could discuss religion/politics or video games, he will be friends with you until you reveal a secret thing about yourself, then he will blast it all over the internet if you ever say something that annoys him, and he gets very easily annoyed.
He claims to have agoraphobia which is his excuse to why he lays in bed all day and wont get a job. His wife works and he treats her like shit. She even filed domestic abuse charges against him many years ago, before forgiving him and taking him back. All of this has been outed on the internet. He has become a lol cow and a dumpster fire that a popular podcast called "the drunken peasants" used to make fun of. Brett loves to talk shit publically about anyone who disagrees with him, sometimes he even slanders people by calling them pedophiles, with no fucking evidence. If you cross him he will instantly block you and then try to have your account banned. Publically he pretends to be a nice guy who gets attacked for no reason, but everyone knows that he is an evil pathetic piece of shit. Brett has been banned from YouTube and twitter many times, but always comes back with a new account, to continue his bullshit. Of course he claims that he was always banned unjustly and that he is the victim.
His new routine is pretending to be a hardcore Christian conservative trump supporter. But not long ago he was an atheist who attacked Christians. He is a fraud, always asking for donation money.
I hope he dies.
There are times when I just want to beat someone senseless. No holding back my punches. No pushing no bitch ass slapping. Just straight up punches hooks. Feel their bones breaking under my fists while their blood makes a mess everywhere.
Usually I don't go in a fight cuz 60% people don't get in my way. So rest I try to diffuse without fighting. But God know how I control my urges for these. I even bought a heavy bag. But that only made me a better boxer and now the urges are getting worse...
I am scared of a time when some shit happens to my close people and I won't be able to control myself and give in to my impulses. That would be very sad. But I am also looking forward to it.
Yesterday, I shouted at some stranger at the cash desk of a supermarket because he accidentally jostled me. He apologized and everything but I was furious. I was never so angry in my life before, I really don't know where it came from. I insulted him and called him some terrible names.
Now I am very sorry and hope he will forgive me.
My mum has been feeling dizzy for the past couple of days and she's using this as an excuse to throw hissy fits. You cannot say she's wrong because she starts to cry and shout abuse at you. She's not even that old (56) but that doesn't mean she can get away with everything.
I am filled with anger. Anger that is slowly bleeding away to hate.
Everyone is so fucking busy blaming and blamming each other into the dirt. Nobody either seems to or wants to understand, that regardless of your age, sex, gender identity, whatever label you proudly slap onto your chest, that we're all people just trying to get to the next fucking day.
You ever catch yourself wishing for super powers or magic? Doesn't matter how old you are, everybody does it from time to time.
Every time I come back to the same thing: Someone the entire world can rally together against. Of course it would never work and it's a fucking pipe dream, but it only fuels my fucking hate for the people around me.
I don't have high expectations. In fact they're rather simple. Survive, help others survive, get to that next sunrise, then figure it all out again, with the only ever present constant being that we, Humanity, are stuck on this goddamn dirtball TOGETHER.
But the only ones interested in saying anything like that only care about the audience they'll bring. The "clicks and the views" WOOOOO.
Fuck them.
And fuck you if you're one of them.
This will likely be buried in the sands of time. Sure maybe one or two, shit I might even get lucky and twenty whole people will see it.
But will it change anything? Will it get anyone to think? No. Because I'm either:
Alt-right because I don't agree with someone.
Alt-left because I don't agree with someone.
A Nazi, because I don't agree with someone.
Whatever fucking low budget brain label these fucksticks want to stick because I don't agree that there is one bad side and one good side.
And if you are one of those people, I just have a small, tiny, itty bitty criticism for you:
You're ALL FUCKING TERRIBLE.
YOU'RE A FUCKING STUPID.
YOU'RE NOTHING BUT FUCKING POTS AND PANS CALLING EACH OTHER BLACK.
YOU'RE BEING LITERALLY MURDERED IN THE STREETS BUT RATHER THAN CASTIGATE THE ONES RESPONSIBLE, YOU WANNA FUCKING GIVE IT LABELS AND MEAN SOMETHING MORE THAN IT FUCKING DOESN'T AND IT DRIVES ME TO FUCKING HATE EACH AND EVERY LAST FUCKING ONE OF YOU THAT PARTICIPATES IN THIS STUPIDITY AND YOU'RE ALL FUCKING ADDICTED TO DOPAMINE.
ADDICTED TO THAT LITTLE FUCKING PAT ON THE BACK. FUCK YOU
I'm going to die soon. The stress of being in this fucking world actively agitates bodily damage I've sustained and sicknesses I've suffered throughout life. I'm going to die, filled with hate for Humanity, all because these stupid fucks can't figure their shit out and that inability is going to be the fucking cause.
It's not everyone. There are those out there. The outliers. You know who you are.
And before anyone freaks the fuck out, I'm not acting out above kicking a shrubbery or two in my own yard.
These people, however much they fucking enrage me and fill me with hate and EMBARRASSMENT for being related to you on a genological level, are above wasting my time on aside making a random post on the internet nobody will fucking care about.
I don't think I deserve forgiveness.
I just want people to know.
However few.
I hate my father and my sister my father would tell both of us he would spank us if we got out if bed my sister did this several times and git nithing I did this once and got a belt he was also very abusive as a result I am a very hatful and angry person I am told I have issues j don't know what to do the smallest things make me lash out and scream once I even got my brother with a socket wrench
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