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General Feels thread Anonymous 10/05/2019 (Sat) 06:55:43 No. 316
Let's sit down and type the most feels story here

or dump some whatever that makes you tear up
I've really had enough. I when I was 9-10 was molested by my cousin. I hate myself for it. I don't know anymore. I just want to feel loved. I don't want to feel like this anymore. I just want someone to be my friend. I feel so alone. I'm sorry for talking like a broken record but this is just how I feel.
>>637 Just was looking for another board since 8ch is down now, found this place, so yeah. >>639 Salam bro, I'm also an Arab Muslim. I only wish for the day that we can cast off these shackles and unite.
As a child I was raped and abused a lot, and what makes me upset when I remember all this is the loss of control and feelings of humiliation. It's not so much the health issues or the pain, but rather the feelings of violation, and it can cause from time to time this kind of learned helpnessness. I have an unbelievable amount of hatred against those who hurt kids or otherwise defenseless ones, such as disabled persons, or suchlike. And I'm an equanimous person most of the time, even so, I feel such rage and anger I wish I could kill one, if the consequences didn't scare me. The rational part of me restrains me, so I have to let things pass over me, never put these feelings into action, which doesn't at all sate those feelings of helplessness. When I read the news I become more and more pessimistic, I believe human nature is kind of 'fascistic' in the sense we all want to exploit one another, which doesn't make me feel better. I wish I could be normal and have a wife and kids like a normal adult male and not have to have these worries and the concomitant revenge fantasies.
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>>316 I can't enjoy anything anymore. >Plays vidya >either seethe at it or get too bored to carry on. >porn gets me mad for a variety of reasons both from my own thoughts on it and /pol/-tier shit >almost every identifiable group in existence (e.g. gays, minorities, jews, some religious groups not including jews, etc.) pisses me off to an extent i haven't jerked off in a day, and that's not normal.
>>957 >almost every identifiable group in existence (e.g. gays, minorities, jews, some religious groups not including jews, etc.) Very relatable post and I would add boomers and zoomers to your list as well for me personally. >Finally got around to painting today, got frustrated at lack of skill >Didn't enjoy going for a walk, route is too familiar >Struggling to find new music >Sick of consuming media (reading, watching tv, JewTube) Masturbation has never felt like such a chore. When will it all collapse? I can't take the suspense anymore. Wish these NWO niggers would just get on with it already.
>>958 I wish NWO niggers would just finally let shit hit the fan so I can do some dope shit or die trying.
>>654 Nine year olds are the most based people I've ever seen.
>>876 Idiots can do well in this world, too. And you most certainly don't write like one. Do your best to be better, not just smarter.
>mom yells at me all the time >feel nothing >dad rarely yells at me >suddenly want to cry Why does this happen to me
>>941 >When I read the news I become more and more pessimistic Get rid of newspapers from your life anon. And the TV? Turn it off. It's cancer. You'll feel liberated for doing this
>>316 I feel neither dead nor alive I don't know what to think or to do
aaah fucking end me already
I had a friend die in a car crash when I was just a young adult, he wasn't really close but in some ways was a better guy than I was, I think of him sometimes and that I should try to be a better person because I feel like he deserved to live more than I do
>>638 >be you >get over it >figure out that women are lying through their teeth about caring that much about height it's literally that easy anon
Saturnian religions like pisslam, christ insanity, and kikeism are gay tho
>nice cute girl with good sense of humor and taste in music dating my friend >bad breakup and dates another friend of mine >kills herself lol
>>978 most of it doesnt even matter since it's not in your control anyways. youre alright anon, stick around.
>>1261 True facts. >>1220 Good plan. >>930 It's all good. You don't even have to get raped to hate yourself, bruh.
>22 >NE(e*)T >always wanted to be a musician but ive given up >cant hold a friendship or a relationship and i dont know why >only people that are friends with me are girls who have crushes on me and havent said anything but they dont like me for me they like me for the person they project onto me >think about killing myself every morning and night >popped some pressed xanax and im drinking again >gonna distract myself with the virtual jew guys should i play the first witcher or should i just skip to the second or third?
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There once was a man. He had a hard life and it had embittered him. He was one of six children, fathered by a stern and godly man and his alcoholic wife. When he was young he ran away from home to join the military and be with a girl, but she betrayed him and their four children. She had claimed he had raped her and their daughters and demanded money and that he leave so she can raise her children with other men. He left. He wandered the country searching to find belonging as we all do. He found more comfort in alcohol than he did when he was young. He eventually returned to the state he left his family, leaving a trail of slime in his wake as he attempted to fill the void that girl left. He took a job at a local power plant, finally having severed ties to the military. Time goes on and the man climbs the latter until one day he met a girl he liked that worked directly under him and promptly knocked her up. The girl never wanted children. The man didn't want to be a father again. Above all else, they feared god, and they kept their daughter. They married with a shotgun placed squarely between his shoulders by the girls' father, and a belly nine months pregnant. Their daughter was wild and full of life. Time continues to pass, the girl becomes a full time mother, and the man takes on a new role at a new job: Correctional Officer. This was where the man thrived. His anger could be concentrated and unleashed with the pretense of providing for his family. He gloated of his endeavors against men bigger than he, but he would never tell you that he never once fought fair. They have another child. A boy. A difficult and painful birth that fell on the date the Branch Davidians were disbanded and their leader dead. A cursed child that got stuck. This child tore his mother to the 4th degree and had his scalp nearly removed by the suction being applied to the top of its head. For the first ten years of its life it bore a hairless mark upon the top of its head roughly the size of a silver dollar, which drew the attention of cruel children, of course. His first memory was lying at the bottom of stairs because his sister couldn't stand the thought of sharing attention. Neglect is what happened. His next memory was being burned on the face by a cigarette. Not intentionally, they just weren't aware of his presence. His last memory for now would be pulling a scalding coffee pot off the counter and onto himself. Apparently, when a toddler receives a third degree burn on their arm, the wound needs to be treated periodically, and an amnesiac is administered to keep trauma at a minimum. All that remains from that point in life is the smell. The family eventually moves to a new home together. The father is tyrannical and abusive, the mother makes excuses to the children. The daughter beats the boy. The father rapes the daughter. The mother attempts to kill herself and is sent away. The kids are left alone with him. The daughter defends the boy. The father rapes the boy. The mother cheats her way out "save them." Instead, she teams up with the father and begins beating the daughter. The daughter begins to self harm and is sent away. The daughter is villainized for nearly twenty years for her supposed lie. The boy is angry and medicated and underdeveloped. Adderall took his teeth. thought it fixed him. The mother is dependent on him. The father drinks and lies. The mothers death approaches and the boy, now an adult, tries to take care of her while fighting the fathers attempts to undermine him. The father was drunk every time the ambulances came. He punched the boy when the mother fell out of bed for pushing him out of the way as he attempted to drunkenly drag her frail body back into bed. The father tried to convince the mother to buy him an RV instead of seeking treatment so she could die with him-alone- because fuck everyone else and fuck her too I guess. He tried to drive a wedge between the boy and his own wife, as she made him question his father. He called the police when he told the boy it was his fault when she died and he rightfully got socked for it. He made them drive in a foot of snow in a smart car without hesitation. The father will to this day claims he has never done anything wrong. The man sits and drinks and lies and will outlive us all. He locked my mothers ashes in his bedroom to keep for himself. My sister still chooses to keep in contact with him because she's convinced that he's family and indispensable because he's our father, but I see him as our rapist and tormenter first. He caused so many fights between my mother and I when I should have just been good to her. One of the fights he started and fled from led to her disowning me not a couple days before she died. The day she died? "Bad day" That's it. That's the only info I got from him from the hospital while she was still alive. I hate my father.
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I am tired of sitting in my basement and doing the same shit I always do. I am wasting my life. I already know that I will not live until 30. My time is running out. I really need to pull a Christopher McCandless one day soon.
>>876 tl;dr from the first 2 paragrapgs it sounds like a sad story bro.
>>1688 made me lol
>>2177 lol


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