Femmeworth
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Just looked on there, not much in my area.Meetup.com was recommended to me. Better than a dating site.
Just looked on there, not much in my area.Meetup.com was recommended to me. Better than a dating site.
Welp, made a profile on a dating site. Partly because my psychologist thinks it would be good for me to meet someone, if only a friend. The clubs/organizations at my university I'm interested in are either terribly organized or meet on a day I don't have classes. : (I have to drive 40 miles to campus.)
On at least some dating websites, you can say you are looking for friends and they facilitate that.Isn't the purpose of a dating site to you know date someone? Can't be going to that intending to friendzone some femme. ;p
We got your back, man.
(Lion's wrong though. We're all assholes here. Total douchebags.)
I'm halfway into an essay someonE TELL ME TO KEEP GOING ITS KINDA DUE IN LIKE THREE AND HALF HOURS
On at least some dating websites, you can say you are looking for friends and they facilitate that.
Edit: Shit, I see some people from high school. Oh god, this was a bad idea. It's not too late, I haven't put up a picture yet.
I'm halfway into an essay someonE TELL ME TO KEEP GOING ITS KINDA DUE IN LIKE THREE AND HALF HOURS
There are a few posts I want to reply to, that I feel need some love and attention, but right now I can't sleep. And this is bad. I was late to work this morning. I can't be late tomorrow. I'm lying in bed and my mind goes to her, it goes to her family, it goes to my failed rebound, it goes to my loneliness, it goes to my home. I took melatonin, which normally helps, but not tonight. I hate how one singular event has turned my whole life upside-down. How one relationship can trigger my whole mental collapse. Doctor put me on lithium three times a day versus two. That doesnt even phase me. Whatever it takes to fix my mental health issues. I feel my baseline rising, but this heavy void in my soul and my heart remains. Fuck, I miss her and I wish she had wanted me.
You all are very special and great people. I just want to put that out there. I can't single out anyone, because each one of you brings something unique, your experiences, thoughts, and opinions all serve to create one facet of the diamond that is us all.
I wish I had you all in my life 7 months ago.
too much pain physically and mentally...my arm hurts....i just can't go to class...
fuck everything...
Take a few deep breaths. Why does your arm hurt?
PS. Our brains are easily fooled. Imagine putting on a cloak of armour before going to class. I know it sounds silly, but try it. It works, for whatever reason, for some people.
Slashed myself a little last night.
Edit: I did go to class by the way, just wasn't my brightest moments.
Slashed myself a little last night.
Edit: I did go to class by the way, just wasn't my brightest moments.
I'm starting a new routine I guess. Gonna exercise every morning right after breakfast.
SAWAP guys.
I want to like, knock myself out for like seventy hours.
Well, I thought the consequences were worth it, I dug her so much. In reality, I had no idea it was going to be like this.Still it taught me one thing: don't fucking shit where you eat, unless the potential consequences are worth it (and don't lie to yourself about this). I hope you agree.
I appreciate the pep-talk, but I've just never understood this matter of "pride" and "honor." "When you've got nothing, you've got nothing to lose" echoes more for me.Why are you e-mailing her though? Is it work stuff? Personal? 'Cause you've gotta be a man, man. You broke up with her, and clearly (as is mostly the case) things are now no longer peachy between you two. Aside from the necessaries for work, no more contact. Not only does it show weakness when you initiate that, but you're only asking for more anguish. Don't do it. As we say in The Netherlands, 'keep the honor to yourself.'
I'm trying, believe me. My counselor has been drilling it into my brain that I deserved better and that it is perfectly normal to expect the same treatment back as was given.Our cases are not so different I think. I too was always there for my girl. Always tried my best to be a great boyfriend. Always supported, understood and communicated. When I needed her the most, she didn't communicate with me and left me. And yeah, I miss her so much it hurts sometimes. But like I asked her myself: if she can only love me when there isn't a cloud in the sky, then what is it exactly that I've lost? From what I understand, that's a similarity between us. So don't forget that. Stay strong. Every time you miss the way she fulfilled you, try to say 'Fuck that noise. Whatever she provided for me, I'mma do it myself God damn it.' It's what I do.
I keep all of that, but I have it stored in places I have to actively seek out. Which I've not done but once in three months.You've gotten rid of the 'evidence' at least? Pictures, e-mails, texts, that stuff?
I look forward to this post!Thanks, brother. Hang in there. You're not alone. I'm having a bad fuckin' day too, for what it's worth. I'll bring details later. About time I formally introduced myself anyway.
Equally as important, I hope you are doing okay and are feeling better! Sometimes it can be tough to put how we're feeling into words, but do know this thread is full of some wonderful listeners!I haven't posted here in forever. Hope you guys are ok and feeling better. I've sort of avoided talking about my problems around here. Anyways, just thought to say hi, take care.
I can relate, JB. Both of my parents are the results of abusive family environments (one alcoholism, the other physical). Subsequently, they're both textbook examples of the resulting mental illness that comes with said environments. My mom is barbed, critical, a rager, and skirts any responsibility, oftentimes deflecting everything back. My father is, quite literally, batshit insane. He's emotionally cold, flips between mania very quickly, and doesn't understand social cues or atmospheres. And my brother has distanced himself as much from the family as possible.With envy, I read about other people's families. Big families. Mother, father, siblings, siblings with kids of their own, grandparents, cousins, aunts, uncles. Some good, some bad but at least they're something. I don't really have much of a family. I have my mom (who is great), a dad I don't speak to, a grandma I talk to every month or so and then a whole bunch of cantankerous aunts who didn't have any children. And there's my schizophrenic sister, who lives by herself in a government-assisted building and she doesn't recognize anyone. So basically, when bad shit happens to me, my mom is really the only one who is there.
Rock on! This is awesome news! It's worth repeating to everyone that it is so important you like your counselor and you get along with him/her.Went to see the counselor yesterday, and I actually really liked her! I think this will be productive and beneficial to me, as opposed to my experiences with counselors in the past which have boiled down to the fluff of me lamenting my issues for an hour with no real progress.
How'd the interview go? Inquiring minds need to know!I called back this morning and got a hold of her, got my phone interview all set up for tomorrow morning!Now the anxiety for that starts setting in!
I feel ya on the personalizing things. I know I did it in my last relationship. Things hit me so hard, that shouldn't. I'm like a sponge, when it comes to what other people project to me.Really wish I could stop personalizing every little thing, I make way too many illogical assumptions dealing with people because of it. Kinda pissed off since I missed my appointment with a vocational counselor, thought my case manager set up my transportation, guess not. I at least called my case manager and the counselor, got stuff set up for next week. So I handled the situation effectively as opposed to avoiding the problem and retreating to my room. So that's something . . . still anxious as fuck about the whole thing.
Please, whatever you do, don't turn to alcohol and drugs during this tough time. Substances will only temporarily masking the pain, while conversely causing more problems.When my mood drops low I tend to isolate myself, get lost in my own mind battling all problems on my own to which I cannot solve then when the realisation of this sets in I feel useless, can't sleep & drink. It's a bad combination for me to keep shit bottled up.
Fake it 'til you make it!PS. Our brains are easily fooled. Imagine putting on a cloak of armour before going to class. I know it sounds silly, but try it. It works, for whatever reason, for some people.
http://www.military.com/military-fitness/workouts/avoid-gym-by-using-calisthenicsI'm starting a new routine I guess. Gonna exercise every morning right after breakfast.
SAWAP guys.
Bravo! I'm a big proponent of this. What are you doing? Running? Gym? Me, I visit the local pool twice a week and hit the gym (including motha. fucking. Turkish bath) on the rest of the days.
http://www.military.com/military-fitness/workouts/avoid-gym-by-using-calisthenics
Simple enough exercises and no need for gym memberships. I do suggest buying a pull up bar, though.
Slow your roll, son. Take it easy, try not to over-think things, and go with the flow. If you take the interactions as they come, and don't get attached right away, you're going to have a much better time together. Just treat her as a friend, really. For now.Guys, guys, guys. I met a girl in my biology 1000 lecture yesterday. She sat beside me and we talked. I asked for her number and she gave it to me. She's super pretty and I... ohgodwhy. You already know where this is going. I have a song for this.
Slow your roll, son. Take it easy, try not to over-think things, and go with the flow. If you take the interactions as they come, and don't get attached right away, you're going to have a much better time together. Just treat her as a friend, really. For now.
Edit - This advice is all given with the idea to keep your anxiety to a minimum.
I was more or less talking about as you two begin to talk more and (hopefully) develop a relationship, platonic or romantic.Our class is *huge* (500+ people) and we're in different lab sections. The interactions would be few and far between since it would be impossible to find a single person in that class. :x
I was more or less talking about as you two begin to talk more and (hopefully) develop a relationship, platonic or romantic.
On that note, I want to cry today. My post from last night sums it up.
I think you'll be surprised how flexible they will be. And, please do set something up. Suicidal thoughts are the litmus test for me. Once they come into my head, I know things are really bad.I need to set something up at my clinic, but my university schedule is so shit that it'll be very hard.
I think you'll be surprised how flexible they will be. And, please do set something up. Suicidal thoughts are the litmus test for me. Once they come into my head, I know things are really bad.
I like ya, Windam. I followed your posts in the WoW thread. You've got a good head on your shoulders and you can beat this, As for not having the motivation, try to get going on studying. Even if it's for 10 minutes. Or 30 minutes. If you can push yourself to make small steps towards being productive, you're going to find it easier to keep that momentum up. And the more you do this, the better you will be for it and your mind should follow.
Is Neojubei still banned? Has anyone heard from him? I'm worried...
That's an easy one! You're depressed.No interest in other games either, and Kingdom Hearts HD came out... What is wrong with me? :'(
Congrats on going to class in spite of that.
My health had been suspiciously decent this month. No downright terrible days at all. There were entire chunks of time last month which I spent in bed. I couldn't even sit on the couch to play a video game during the worst times. Just sorta lay there, like a slug. I'd have mumble going so I could hear people's voices and pretend that I was a part of society. The pain was often beyond all comprehension. I remember night after night, rocking back in forth in bed, crying, feeling so hopeless.
I write this because today, I'm crashing again. You never quite get over the grief of being chronically ill, the limitations it puts on you but just this once, I had convinced myself that it was all going to be better. Maybe the drugs I had gotten were working a bit. Maybe it was mind over matter. Maybe it was just all going away. But no, it's never going away. This is why it's so dangerous at times to allow yourself to hope. I haven't cried most of this month but I'll be doing it a lot today.
Well, I thought the consequences were worth it, I dug her so much. In reality, I had no idea it was going to be like this.
I appreciate the pep-talk, but I've just never understood this matter of "pride" and "honor." "When you've got nothing, you've got nothing to lose" echoes more for me.
I'm trying, believe me. My counselor has been drilling it into my brain that I deserved better and that it is perfectly normal to expect the same treatment back as was given.
I keep all of that, but I have it stored in places I have to actively seek out. Which I've not done but once in three months.
I look forward to this post!
Equally as important, I hope you are doing okay and are feeling better! Sometimes it can be tough to put how we're feeling into words, but do know this thread is full of some wonderful listeners!
I can relate, JB. Both of my parents are the results of abusive family environments (one alcoholism, the other physical). Subsequently, they're both textbook examples of the resulting mental illness that comes with said environments. My mom is barbed, critical, a rager, and skirts any responsibility, oftentimes deflecting everything back. My father is, quite literally, batshit insane. He's emotionally cold, flips between mania very quickly, and doesn't understand social cues or atmospheres. And my brother has distanced himself as much from the family as possible.
Not having that integral support structure in a family makes it all so much tougher. Though, as you've mentioned, it makes appreciating a community like this all the better.
Rock on! This is awesome news! It's worth repeating to everyone that it is so important you like your counselor and you get along with him/her.
How'd the interview go? Inquiring minds need to know!
I feel ya on the personalizing things. I know I did it in my last relationship. Things hit me so hard, that shouldn't. I'm like a sponge, when it comes to what other people project to me.
And good for you on taking the necessary actions you needed. Next time you have to take a similar action it'll be easier!
Please, whatever you do, don't turn to alcohol and drugs during this tough time. Substances will only temporarily masking the pain, while conversely causing more problems.
I am happy to hear posting on here is helping. I know I'm rooting for you and your son!
Fake it 'til you make it!![]()
Original Phrase said:All paths lead nowhere. Choose one with heart.
Expanded Version said:Anything is one of a million paths. Therefore you must always keep in mind that a path is only a path; if you feel you should not follow it, you must not stay with it under any conditions. To have such clarity you must lead a disciplined life. Only then will you know that any path is only a path and there is no affront, to oneself or to others, in dropping it if that is what your heart tells you to do. But your decision to keep on the path or to leave it must be free of fear or ambition. I warn you. Look at every path closely and deliberately. Try it as many times as you think necessary.
This question is one that only a very old man asks. Does this path have a heart? All paths are the same: they lead nowhere. They are paths going through the bush, or into the bush. In my own life I could say I have traversed long long paths, but I am not anywhere. Does this path have a heart? If it does, the path is good; if it doesn't, it is of no use. Both paths lead nowhere; but one has a heart, the other doesn't. One makes for a joyful journey; as long as you follow it, you are one with it. The other will make you curse your life. One makes you strong; the other weakens you.
Before you embark on any path ask the question: Does this path have a heart? If the answer is no, you will know it, and then you must choose another path. The trouble is nobody asks the question; and when a man finally realizes that he has taken a path without a heart, the path is ready to kill him. At that point very few men can stop to deliberate, and leave the path. A path without a heart is never enjoyable. You have to work hard even to take it. On the other hand, a path with heart is easy; it does not make you work at liking it.
I have told you that to choose a path you must be free from fear and ambition. The desire to learn is not ambition. It is our lot as men to want to know.
The path without a heart will turn against men and destroy them. It does not take much to die, and to seek death is to seek nothing.
You should do it, regardless of the prize money. I ran my first 5k earlier this year and it was so much fun! It's a very rewarding experience, in and of itself.So there's a 5 KM race this coming sunday @ campus, it's open to the general public, 1st prize gets 100 dlls, 2nd gets 75 dlls, and 3rd gets 50 dlls. I am an amateur boxer, train and run everyday (except for sundays), i am the fastest guy in school, and they are telling me that it would be easy for me to win 1st place, but since it's open to the general public, I'm having second thoughts... because who knows who might show up?... on the plus side if i win... the i can finally get "The Puppeteer".
You should do it, regardless of the prize money. I ran my first 5k earlier this year and it was so much fun! It's a very rewarding experience, in and of itself.