Can we get a feels thread going /b/? I'm in the mood.
I started laughing my ass off. Sorry.
My grandfather smoked his whole life. I was about 10 years old when my mother said to him, "If you ever want to see your grandson graduate, you have to stop immediately." Tears welled up in his eyes when he realized what exactly was at stake. He gave it up right away. Three years later he died of lung cancer. It was devastating for me and my mother. She said to me, "Don't ever smoke. PLEASE don't put us through what your grandfather put us through." I agreed. At 27, I have never touched a cigarette. But I must say, I feel a slight sense of regret for never having smoked, because your post gave me cancer anyways.
Try to make arrangements with someone to maybe go out for some coffee or lunch together, to do something a little more productive!
Try something different than your average routine! Go for a run, or a drive around town, just to throw in a bit of variety!
Try doing something spontaneously, something you don't normally do, to spice up your day, and keep your liver in tact!
Eh. I've been going out every now and then, but unfortunately, as much as I want to right now, I can't go out everyday, since other people don't want to. So whenever they don't, I have to suck it up and stay at home.
Then don't! Do whatever makes you happy!
That,s why you go do something! Walking around mopey all day is much worse than putting on your shoes and just going for a walk or something! Give yourself something to look forward to throughout the day, or set goals for yourself!
That's good that you've been going out sometimes! And having to stay home and just keep to yourself is fine sometimes, as well!
Tried all that sort of stuff, even tried exercise for a long time, but I fucked up my knee so I can't even do that anymore.
Nothing really excites me any more, to be honest. I'm just going with the motions now.
lol, your worldshattering insight is unparalleled. What i do doesn't make me happy, it makes me not sad. My gf makes me happy.
You sound too eager to help. What about you? how was your day.
Tfw it's been a week and a half that I haven't drank myself into oblivion
Well, I'm no therapist, but I'm trying. My day was fine. Not great, not bad, but fine. Average day, so I don't have much room to talk. Tomorrow will be better though.
Find something new that excites you then. Tear away from all your current obsessions and find something to look forward to. Even if it's just the simplest thing.
I'm trying my hardest. I feel as though everyone could just use a bit of kindness whether it be just a smile and a nod to brighten up their day.
Then go with a suggestion I've given to others! Jog, go for a drive, anything really! Try to meet someone new and get to know them to open up to so you don't have be alone, even if you need that person to be me or someone else in this thread.
I was in one of these last night. One guy towards the end of the thread said he was ending it. I tried replying to him to stop him. To at least show him that somebody cared. Thread 404ed before I could post it. I stared at my screen for god knows how long. I wanted to cry, but it'd be easier to pull my own teeth out at this point...
Well here goes nothing.
>21 y/o Male
All i do everyday is stay at home, jerk off, go online , workout and then sleep. I go out once a week and most of the time i'm just bored and depressed couse i hate clubs but i still go there to try and get a girl, and its pretty obvious how it ends up lol.
The main problem is i want to fucking change but i'm too lazy to do it.
Not him, but shut up. I need to know that somewhere out there, there is some happy motherfucker out there who can look to the future with optimism. Because if nobody can look at the future with optimism, what does that say about the world? That it's too horrible for anyone. I can't go another day if that's the complete truth.
I have people to talk to if I need to do so.
I'm not social enough to meet new people in random places.
Been trying to meet new people through friends, maybe manage to get a girlfriend.
I got no idea what I'm doing though, don't know if any girl I would meet would actually be interested in me.
I'd hardly call it naive. I've been through hell. My older brother who I was extremely close to killing himself, parents divorcing, and I still try my hardest to keep a smile and at least somewhat of a positive attitude. Does it work all the time? No. But I know what it's like to have a rough time, really the most important part of those tough times it to keep your head up through it all.
It's no problem, anon. Though we probably won't see each other after this thread, just know some people care.
I'm neither of them but I'll help. I'm terribly in love with my ex and she texted me last week. we talked like friends and I finally told her I can't talk to her unless we could go on a date..her answer is the reason I'm in this thread.
but damn its incredible how you can meet people. I was actually doing really well until she texted me..I even met a girl while volunteering whos getting interviews at a lot of med schools and we've gone out a few times. I only did bad again after my ex texted but now that she said no I get to look forward to this girl again.
doing something like volunteering to help me try to feel better made me meet an incredible girl. there's hope. fuck I rambled a lot...
Of course you can be optimistic, eventually everyone will die, and new people will be born who get to live life from a fresh perspective. The positive that follows destruction is creation.
She meant mentally. I made the mistake of telling her about my past suicide attempts one drunken night.
It's a fair point, though, she's better of without me. But still, it kinda gets to me.
Well then keep that up! That's good! And there's no way to know unless you try to find out for yourself. They don't know yet either. You don't see someone and instantly want them.
These two know what they're talking about. Everyone needs something to look forward to in life! Even the smallest thing, like meeting this new girl of yours!
I plan to.
I bet none of you have read Goethe. But yeah, the pessimism of the 19th century is repeating itself just like it does every other century.
thats pretty heavy to lay on someone early on I've made the same mistake being too honest in the beginning. Now I don't lie but I don't offer that info so easily. everyone's been in dark places and really if that part of your past bothered her a lot more was going to bother her too
Good. Planning to ask this girl out. It's a guaranteed success. Although I'm happy in life though, I always find myself coming back to these threads. I guess I just like the sadness sometimes - It's better than feeling nothing.
I'm so happy that I'm no longer sad or depressed though. I wish everyone would realise that things always get better.
We had been friends for over a year by this point (and flatmates for a few months). We're still friends, and she's trying to help me finally deal with my depression (even if I am being a massive asshole about it). Like I said, I really don't blame her, and I'm not even angry about it, I'm still glad I told her. I dunno, I guess I'm just more angry at myself that I let everything get this bad, and fucked up something that could have been great.
Well, here's my situation
>not quite alpha, but not betafag in HS
>grades are shit, but don't care because just want to graduate
>graduate and join military, all I've ever wanted
>best childhood friend joins with me
>get to boot camp in may
>april next year in Afghanistan
>less than a year between enlistment and war
>walk around kicking in doors for 9 months
>go on patrol one day, supposed to be point
>best friend is MP with IED dog, takes point
>dog hits on IED, we get ambushed
>friend hits the deck and lays on top of another IED
>blows his legs and right arm off
>I rush up to him
>"anon, I'm gonna die"
>"fuck you dude, you'll be fine. I got you"
>mfw he dies right there
>I loose my mind
>other platoon members help me get my shit right
>get back out there and finish deployment
>get discharged because of injuries from deployment
>still fucked up to this day about it all
>today was really rough
>he's been gone 4 years, 5 years in august
I'm missing my brothers, /b/. Wishing I was still in, or I at least had that commeradery again. I don't even have friends anymore. Just my dog and my dad. I just wanted to vent to someone, I'm losing it talking to myself and dog all the time.
I've been trying to say that for a lot of this thread. Things do get better. You'll hear they don't all the time, but they do. But only if you help them. Things can't just change in your favor by themselves. But you just have to give it that small push to get it going! You ask her out with the utmost confidence, anon!
talk to people anon. talk to friends from before you left. I talked to my bro every day he was over there and I know he's hurting from stuff he can't tell me about it. I wish he'd say it
I guess, but to be honest, I'm close to losing her as a friend as well. I just keep pushing her away all the time, and I know she's going to give up trying sooner or later. Same goes for everyone that actually still talks to me, to be honest (which is like 3 people, her included).
Yeah yeah, I'm a dumb amerifat babykiller, blood for oil, all that. I get it.
Sigh this hits me in the feels a bit. Today is my birthday. I woke up sick, called out of work and went to the Dr. I think I'm on the verge of getting let go at work by ny new boss. I've done nothing but sleep and play a few games of COD and read.
When you hesitate to do something because somebody will look down on you for it, do it anyways. And when you do something, put your everything into it. Also, just try to be as out there as possible. Interesting shit doesn't happen sitting behind a screen. Go be interesting, and interesting shit will happen to you. And not as in having a hobby. Interesting as in borderline insane. So gone fishing that people wonder why you could ever be alone. That's how you overcome depression.
Exactly, once someone has hit rock bottom, they can only go up from there. It just takes some determination. It's nice to find someone with the right mindset.
You interested in being a therapist? It seems like you have the same joy for trying to help people with their problems that I have. I'm planning to get a psychology degree once i get into university and work from there to become a therapist. :)
You'll feel again eventually, anon. You just need to be with people who you care about.
I try to. Nobody seems to care/listen. And I can't afford a therapist. I guess the thing that messes me up most is just, it should have been me. I should have been the one that stepped on that IED. I was supposed to be point, he asked if he could go point with the dog and I stupidly let him. He had a wife, I had nothing. It should have been me.
It wasn't though. You think he'd want you to waste away after he died in your place. No, he wouldn't. He would want you to make something of the life he stopped you from ending. Don't make his death meaningless. Do something great for humanity, or at least for yourself. You'll feel better about it.
Fucking tired of each day passing by without my doing anything worthwhile. Lost my job a while back and am having a hard time finding another. I've only got real friend because I'm so reserved self-conscious, what with others stabbing me in the back and using me so often. Just recently found out my former friend of seven years has stolen money from me, and to top it off I'm in love with his fiancee.
I'm not really sure where to go from here, and needless to say I've spent my last week in a drunken haze despite liver damage. One song has pulled me through, if only barely. I'd recommend reading the lyrics (in the description). Maybe they'll resonate with you guys as well.
grief demands an answer but sometimes there isn't one. His life couldn't be saved. You went to a warzone ffs.
I find it pretty ironic though, that you now talk to your dog.
Say it all you want, you know I'm right.
Actually he's completely right. Even if he was just being an asshole, but he was/wasn't. I mean, I knew I was going to war, I knew shit like that could/would happen. The thing is they can train you for every physical aspect of war, but they can never train you on the reality of war. And that's what tears me up inside every day of my life.
he was a great guy, his name was danny. he was the type of guy that id run into all the time and we'd always have a great time. he would always go out of his way to help everyone around him, no matter what the situation. my favourite memory of him has to be when i was walking through this park by us, i looked over and saw danny on a bench with his ipad set up on the table, a £300 speaker he saved up for ages to buy and a giant joint mixing drum and bass all by himself, not caring what anyone thought. i went over to say hi, and it turned out it was his birthday. we spent the next 3 hours listening to drum and bass, smoking this joint and listening to his stories of his life. telling me where he fucked up and where he went wrong. giving me legitimate, sound advice. it was such a spontaneous but meanigful day to me. i miss him. sometimes i write him messages, just to let him know whats going on. i know it sounds absurd but i honestly feel like one day ill wake up, to see that my messages have been read. itll all turn out to be a sick joke
at least you have a different reality to come back to. There at hundreds of warzones around the world. People live their lives there, you just went on a vacation compared to that. When I said poor life choices that doesn't mean poor life choices; the end. It means more than that. How about respecting your friends life at least and not being a total shitbag.
fuck that, your friend would have passed whether you were there or not. i just think its a blessing that he got to spend his last moments with someone he was literally willing to die for. you should feel lucky that you joined.
he seems pretty based at least you had him.why don't you try to do something he would've done tomorrow?
Should I be angry? Your inferiority just verified by your narcissism. If you would feel like you say, you wouldn't feel the urge to express this to the world. Nevertheless, keep repeating it friend, so you will believe it.
ive been trying to live more like him. he was the type of guy that stopped and spoke to anyone, about anything. ive always been the type of guy to sit back and let things happen but in trying to be more involved with people, and to take the time to learn from everyone.
since he loved drum and bass we put together a memorial rave for him, with all the money going to charity, it was 2 weeks ago. it was my first rave, and i must admit i loved it, and he would have loved it too
I kinda feel like this is an accurate description, but in some strange way I almost enjoy drowning. When things start to look better, I feel panicky. There's a strange comfort in drowning.
Danny sounded like a great guy anon. I know there's nothing I can tell you to make you feel better. But I can tell you that by remembering Danny, he's still alive. Don't ever let yourself forget the memories of him, because those memories never come back when you forget them, and he can't help you make new ones. Cherish those memories. Also, I'm sorry you lost him. I'd be lost without my best friend.
thanks a lot /b/ro, that honestly means a lot.
my advice to you is to let those around you know what they mean to you, even those people that arent central in your life, but still make you happy. let them know because tomorrows never promised to anyone.
i found out on a fucking bus from college, i had seen him a week earlier and he gave me advice about what to put into my personal statement for uni, and i got an unconditional offer.
i like to think its his advice that got me in.
Your comment made me laugh harder than the last 10 YLYL combined.
Love is nothing but an electrochemical glitch in the brain.
It's definitely something we don't do enough of anymore. Thanks anon, your stories really hit me where I live. Keep your head up, man. You've made me feel something for the first time in months. I'll never know you for real, but I want you to know that I love you for making me feel again.
Love only exists for evolutionary and self-preservative purpose.
if anyone was in the feels thread last night, i told the girl of my dreams how i felt.
it went ok
she said thanks for letting her know in a sincere way but we can only be friends right now because she has a boyfriend.
i feel like things might get better soon. Thanks /b/
Whenever you have the chance, observe your emotions as these are somebody else emotions.
If these emotions helps you to be a better person, follow them.
stop making a fool of yourself with these retarded statements. It makes me reminisce my days as a 16y old.
But then again, who am i to stop you, go on and make this a YLYL thread.
If these emotions doesn't help you, destroy them.
well i basically i just let her know that shes the only girl i could ever see myself with and how i still care about her. theres not much to talk about. it was a pretty one-sided conversation and i didnt push too hard so maybe she'll fall for me again
its shit like this that reminds me why i come back to this cesspool, im glad i made you feel something /b/ro, even if it was sadness, kinda makes you feel alive and less like a robot doesnt it? anyway i love you too bro. go tell someone you love them, go hug someone. go talk to that weird old guy at the bus stop about the first actor to portray james bond (i remember danny doing that, it was a trick question of some sort. i cant remember exactly). go out and live man, because tomorrow is never fucking promised bro.
Leaving behind an emotion is the same as destroying a part of yourself.
Destruction isn't good nor ill, it is the law of the Universe.
Therefore destroying an rebuilding yourself is necessary.
Therefore, you cannot lose as long as you are keen to destroy yourself.
Therefore, you cannot lose as long as you are keen to improve yourself.
This is why the pain is omnipresent. This is why the mistakes are salvation.
She doesn't change how she feels about you. She never does. You realize that after a while, and just keep it inside. It's maddening, but you cling to the slightest hope anyways, because you never forget that mental image of you two being happy together. It'll eat away at you, but you'll stop caring eventually.
It means you are not even halfway through. Also, it will be socially acceptable for you to be eccentric within 25 years.
There used to be this kid, he was the son of this woman that worked at my dad's bakery. I was 12 I think at the time and he was 10 or so. He broke my DS once and we had to get a new one, when he thought he would get a DS he was so happy but then his mom gave it to me and he bursted out in tears in public. I also stole 10 bucks from him and he never found out. I used to piss on the seat of the toilet and blame it on him aswell. I used to get so annoyed by him but now that I think of it the guy just wanted to have fun and play, because he would always ask to spend time together. I did so many shitty things to the kid, made him cry and etc and didn't care but now that I think back it makes me so fucking sad and I hate myself for it. All the the kid wanted to do was have fun and I just did so many things to him. This is still haunting me and I can't stop thinking about it. How he would cry, how he would smile and want to play. I don't know why I was like that. I regret every single thing I did to him. Only if I knew where he lived I would pay him 100 bucks and speak the truth to him
are you absolutely sure these are feels
'cuz i'm starting to think you're not posting feels
Would you do it again? Would you prevent it to happen with someone? Will you teach your kid for this lesson? BAM. By your mistake, you made the world a better place. Next problem.
Indeed these are feels. It would be the feeling when you reach the greatest depths of despair, then you realize that there is nothing else you are sorry about but yourself. It is indeed a bittersweet feeling, the one which crushes your suffering along with your insides.
Moreover, it leads you for the recognition of the fact how selfish is to be sorry for yourself after whatever happened, which deems you to be redeemed and become the part of the Universe once again.
Holy shit that got to me.
Certainly, if you want to stuck with an emotional state which renders you crippled, it does not work. If you want nothing else, but stuck with your self-scourging anxiety, it does not work. I mean no offense here, it is just an observation.
The only reason I haven't hung myself, blown my brains out, bled out, or swallowed some pills yet is my insane fear of what happens after I die. I mean, it would be nice for it all to be over. No more problems. No more worries. But the thought of being an empty husk... the thought of being non-existent...
it's fucking terrifying, man.
This may seem strange to some of you, but I wish I could cry. I had a lot of shit happen in my family as a kid and my life hasn't really improved. My whole life I've never really been able to bawl or anything, even though I want to. I feel like I've got so much bottled up that if I could even finally cry, I'd never be able to stop. I know some people talk about wishing that they could stop crying, but they don't know how bad it is to never be able to have that one true release. Any /b/ros feel the same?
the world is your oyster etc. etc. just talk to someone about your feelings cause you deep down don't want to kill yourself you just want either attention or for your life to be better, seent it a million times, especially on this anonymous Chinese imageboard, plus why be scared just do what i do, occupy your time and be happy with trivial things until eventually you die, no harm no foul, this isnt advice, its just your post seemed so 3edgy5me i had to respond
Anyone stll here?
Just got here, wanna dump but not to a empty thread..
Maybe it's that I'm holding them back, I did that all the time as a kid so maybe I just can't tell the difference anymore. I won't bore you with my whole life story, but to give a few good ones, my sister had cancer 3 times, but she's good now. My father had mental illness and abused my family. When I was younger my mother was pregnant with a third child, but my father beat my mother and she miscarried. The night that he did it I tried to stop him but he punched me. I was like 10. Later that year as my mother was taking my sister and I away to live with her parents just before we left he pointed a gun to my head. To everyone else, I come off as a very sociable guy, and I'm very good in academics. High school was me trying to fit into crowds that I didn't fit into and trying to find a girl who could understand my strange life, but it never happened. University has been even more lonely. Shit man, sorry for dumping all this on you.
im here man
i m still refreshing to see some new pics
It's alright, that's why I'm in a feels thread.
It's gonna be impossible to forget the past, I really feel for you, you've been through a lot at a young age. But as hard as it may seem, you need to move on.
Focus on your studies, socialize if you have the time. Get a part time job maybe?
Think of the future, getting a good paying job, it doesn't matter if you don't findfriends or a gf now. You'll find one eventually.
How about some quotes?
If you don't see her, you won't fall in love. If you don't fall in love, you won't get hurt.
Feelings of romantic love are, in the end, just some chemical reaction. Under the right conditions, they occur no matter who the other person is.
No human beings, regardless of who they might be, want to look directly at their own shortcomings.
People like us aren't qualified to be involved in a dramatic incident such as a suicide. No matter how depressed you are or how much pain you're in, you have to return to your routine, daily life. Even if you don't come back, you'll just end up dying in vain. A dramatic death isn't befitting of us.
It's natural for a person to deny he's a failure as a human being. That's why he searches for somebody who is more miserable than himself. That's why so much animosity exists on the internet. Those who aren't able to find a more miserable person, turn to the internet and call other people losers, even though they've never met. Just to make themselves feel superior. Isn't that pathetic? There's a sense of security that comes from speaking badly of someone else. But that isn't true salvation.
Do it if you want. I feel that I've truly earned sleep tonight. I think that I've helped a few people in this thread, which is the first step in self help. Stay strong, all you suicidal late arrivals. I'll be back for tomorrow nights thread to let more of you know that I care. Sleep tight /b/ros.
I find it almost ironic because I'm studying neuroscience and psychiatry in school. I've always felt a compulsive need to help others, but I'm just waiting to find somebody who will help me. I've got some good friends now, but the whole no gf thing gets me down all the damn time. The few girls who have been interested in me I've completely avoided for no reason. I feel like they aren't genuine enough. The only girl who I ever felt a real connection with half cheated on. I say half because her and I never officially dated, but she told me that she loved me, but because we had similar lives, things between us would never work out. I still think about her, but it doesn't bother me so much. I just feel like I'm drowning in something that I can't even see or feel.