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[Nadaka]

Another argument with my parents

Getting out of the house makes a world of difference. Things should improve when you get to college.

[Slayerhero90]

Another argument with my parents

It's okay. Just remember, you're an awesome person.

[Euld]

Another argument with my parents

*hug* we have more hugs to share *hug* * hug*

[miauw62]

Another argument with my parents

Have a digital hug

* Miauw Hugs poo.

[Slayerhero90]

*hugs Poo*

[DrPoo]

*hugs back

I hope one day that i everyone will do good.
I want to help people, especially youth being treated like crap. When i can.

[Duke 2.0]

 I've been in a comfortable unhappy funk for a long while, and it seems it wants to fight back when I put effort into actual happiness. So here I am being miserable at how lonely I am.

 My current friends I sorta distanced myself from because, well, I'm not actually sure. Perhaps the common interest we shared dissolved? Or perhaps I never really had very good skills at engaging people. Or I'm a very boring person just sorta stagnating by myself. Or I take my own presence as a negative thing for them and don't want to have them deal with me. All seem likely problems.

 Current sorta acquaintances I want to get to know better are in a weird limbo. We know eachother well enough, but it's quite clear I'm not in the social circle. Any attempts to engage them are met with indifference. It feels like I'm on some sort of ignore list, but I know they can see what I'm saying. Part of me knows I need to ask straight up if I can join in on chats with them, but I see it as something they need to offer and I would look like I'm trying too hard to force myself in there and make things awkward.

 If anything I'm more miserable being in a sort of crowd yet being sorta alone. Feels like I mucked up my past things too much to engage that and I lack the skills to make anything of the future.

[Duke 2.0]

 And the worst thing is seeing other people act like idiots with their friends and become incredibly jealous of that. Not wishing any ill upon them, just frustration that apparently I'm such a social reject that even dry unfunny things can make people happier than anything I can try.

[Korbac]

I've been in a comfortable unhappy funk for a long while, and it seems it wants to fight back when I put effort into actual happiness. So here I am being miserable at how lonely I am.

 My current friends I sorta distanced myself from because, well, I'm not actually sure. Perhaps the common interest we shared dissolved? Or perhaps I never really had very good skills at engaging people. Or I'm a very boring person just sorta stagnating by myself. Or I take my own presence as a negative thing for them and don't want to have them deal with me. All seem likely problems.

 Current sorta acquaintances I want to get to know better are in a weird limbo. We know eachother well enough, but it's quite clear I'm not in the social circle. Any attempts to engage them are met with indifference. It feels like I'm on some sort of ignore list, but I know they can see what I'm saying. Part of me knows I need to ask straight up if I can join in on chats with them, but I see it as something they need to offer and I would look like I'm trying too hard to force myself in there and make things awkward.

 If anything I'm more miserable being in a sort of crowd yet being sorta alone. Feels like I mucked up my past things too much to engage that and I lack the skills to make anything of the future.

It could be that they can't comprehend your (genuine) White Knight / Gentlemanly persona, in which case I advise adding in some nonspecific bawdiness.

That sucks though.

[MetalSlimeHunt]

Upper half of laptop has cracked plastic and is uneven now. Damn it all.

[dei]

I have this overwhelming urge to take a steak knife to my arm and start slicing and stabbing the skin. I think it is because the schizophrenic roommates I have decided to team up against me to berate and demean me, and the other roommate who I thought was my friend just watched as they tore into me and made me feel like shit because I tried to be assertive and share something about myself.

I want someone to hold me and tell me it is going to be alright, but there is no one in this entire city who gives a fuck about my well-being or happiness, and the closest person that does lives over forty miles away. I feel like hurting myself and there is no one that would stop me, because apparently I live with a bunch of assholes that humilate me and berate me for being different, people who only care about football, pussy, flying spaghetti monsters and magical dead zombie Jews.

I just want to get out of here before I do something I will regret. But if I do that then maybe I will get the urge to lie down on the train tracks and wait for the next train to come along and end me. I hate life, I really fucking do hate life.

[Slayerhero90]

I have this overwhelming urge to take a steak knife to my arm and start slicing and stabbing the skin. I think it is because the schizophrenic roommates I have decided to team up against me to berate and demean me, and the other roommate who I thought was my friend just watched as they tore into me and made me feel like shit because I tried to be assertive and share something about myself.

I want someone to hold me and tell me it is going to be alright, but there is no one in this entire city who gives a fuck about my well-being or happiness, and the closest person that does lives over forty miles away. I feel like hurting myself and there is no one that would stop me, because apparently I live with a bunch of assholes that humilate me and berate me for being different, people who only care about football, pussy, flying spaghetti monsters and magical dead zombie Jews.

I just want to get out of here before I do something I will regret. But if I do that then maybe I will get the urge to lie down on the train tracks and wait for the next train to come along and end me. I hate life, I really fucking do hate life.

NOOOOOO! GAAAH! I WAS ALREADY WORRIED ABOUT POO, NOW THIS?!

[Urist Imiknorris]

Would it be feasible to GTFO of that shitty environment?

[MrWillsauce]

I have this overwhelming urge to take a steak knife to my arm and start slicing and stabbing the skin. I think it is because the schizophrenic roommates I have decided to team up against me to berate and demean me, and the other roommate who I thought was my friend just watched as they tore into me and made me feel like shit because I tried to be assertive and share something about myself.

I want someone to hold me and tell me it is going to be alright, but there is no one in this entire city who gives a fuck about my well-being or happiness, and the closest person that does lives over forty miles away. I feel like hurting myself and there is no one that would stop me, because apparently I live with a bunch of assholes that humilate me and berate me for being different, people who only care about football, pussy, flying spaghetti monsters and magical dead zombie Jews.

I just want to get out of here before I do something I will regret. But if I do that then maybe I will get the urge to lie down on the train tracks and wait for the next train to come along and end me. I hate life, I really fucking do hate life.

You should probably find a new place to live. Like, now. I would suggest distancing yourself from all of those people, as it seems they are causing you nothing but extreme distress.

[dei]

Would it be feasible to GTFO of that shitty environment?

Only thing I can do to get out for right now is go for a walk, but I'm afraid of what I might do if I decide to hurt myself while being outside.

I have this overwhelming urge to take a steak knife to my arm and start slicing and stabbing the skin. I think it is because the schizophrenic roommates I have decided to team up against me to berate and demean me, and the other roommate who I thought was my friend just watched as they tore into me and made me feel like shit because I tried to be assertive and share something about myself.

I want someone to hold me and tell me it is going to be alright, but there is no one in this entire city who gives a fuck about my well-being or happiness, and the closest person that does lives over forty miles away. I feel like hurting myself and there is no one that would stop me, because apparently I live with a bunch of assholes that humilate me and berate me for being different, people who only care about football, pussy, flying spaghetti monsters and magical dead zombie Jews.

I just want to get out of here before I do something I will regret. But if I do that then maybe I will get the urge to lie down on the train tracks and wait for the next train to come along and end me. I hate life, I really fucking do hate life.

You should probably find a new place to live. Like, now. I would suggest distancing yourself from all of those people, as it seems they are causing you nothing but extreme distress.

I don't have that as an option right now. This apartment is all I can afford until next month at the earliest. I'm on a really tight budget due to being unable to work, and this city doesn't really have anywhere cheap for me to move to outside of one or two places that would take quite a while to get into.