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+ Show Spoiler +I need someone out there to reassure me. My now old friend lead a co-dependent life with her latest girlfriend. He is in serious debt, has no food, and spends most of his time vaporizing hash oil, playing Skyrim, Monday Night Combat, Magic the Gathering, or League of Legends, when he's not working full-time at only $9 an hour.
He supports both himself and her and she smokes cigarettes. He has diabetes, and major debt to the hospitals because of his overall respiratory health dealing with his old smoking habits and floaters in his eyes from being a diabetic. I went to see him tonight and recently his co-dependent lifestyle hadn't changed, and had gotten worse.
He asked me to leave early when he said he had a co-worker come over, whom I know, to do "business" with. Basically what is happening is she is a prostitute and he is pimping her out for more drugs.
Now I'm going to go see him later this weekend and tell him I appreciated our time together, I thought of him as a friend, and that I am not going to spend any more time with him if he is going to continue to live his co-dependent drug-saturated lifestyle. I'm going to give him all my MTG cards and then tell him I think we need to stop being friends.
Mainly I feel I'm being arrogant and jealous, that I am not allowed to have sex with his girlfriend when the rest of my/his other friends/co-workers/swingers/addicts have. But I know this is a waste of time, I need my own girlfriend and mind my own business. Plus thank you society for educating me about addiction, co-dependence, and STD/STIs.
I need someone to reassure me that I should stand up for my dissociation with him because he used to be one of my several old-drug-dealers.
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On July 31 2013 13:41 Alabasern wrote:+ Show Spoiler +I need someone out there to reassure me. My now old friend lead a co-dependent life with her latest girlfriend. He is in serious debt, has no food, and spends most of his time vaporizing hash oil, playing Skyrim, Monday Night Combat, Magic the Gathering, or League of Legends, when he's not working full-time at only $9 an hour.
He supports both himself and her and she smokes cigarettes. He has diabetes, and major debt to the hospitals because of his overall respiratory health dealing with his old smoking habits and floaters in his eyes from being a diabetic. I went to see him tonight and recently his co-dependent lifestyle hadn't changed, and had gotten worse.
He asked me to leave early when he said he had a co-worker come over, whom I know, to do "business" with. Basically what is happening is she is a prostitute and he is pimping her out for more drugs.
Now I'm going to go see him later this weekend and tell him I appreciated our time together, I thought of him as a friend, and that I am not going to spend any more time with him if he is going to continue to live his co-dependent drug-saturated lifestyle. I'm going to give him all my MTG cards and then tell him I think we need to stop being friends.
Mainly I feel I'm being arrogant and jealous, that I am not allowed to have sex with his girlfriend when the rest of my/his other friends/co-workers/swingers/addicts have. But I know this is a waste of time, I need my own girlfriend and mind my own business. Plus thank you society for educating me about addiction, co-dependence, and STD/STIs.
I need someone to reassure me that I should stand up for my dissociation with him because he used to be one of my several old-drug-dealers.
Be at peace. Considering just what you wrote, you did good enough.
And you're not being jealous at all, any man would fantasize about having sex with that slutty+hot girl even if she is your friend gf. And you're not being arrogant, for the simple facat that you are wasting your own time just trying to get him in better shape. Being friends do not mean that you have to sacrifice until the last consequences for him. You did enough. And I'm even not considering the "he used to be one of my several old-drug-dealers" line, I'm pretty sure a real good friend would never take you to their vices.
And btw, he may sell those MTG cards for some more shit u.u (drugs, cigs, etc).
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On July 31 2013 15:00 Belha wrote:Show nested quote +On July 31 2013 13:41 Alabasern wrote:+ Show Spoiler +I need someone out there to reassure me. My now old friend lead a co-dependent life with her latest girlfriend. He is in serious debt, has no food, and spends most of his time vaporizing hash oil, playing Skyrim, Monday Night Combat, Magic the Gathering, or League of Legends, when he's not working full-time at only $9 an hour.
He supports both himself and her and she smokes cigarettes. He has diabetes, and major debt to the hospitals because of his overall respiratory health dealing with his old smoking habits and floaters in his eyes from being a diabetic. I went to see him tonight and recently his co-dependent lifestyle hadn't changed, and had gotten worse.
He asked me to leave early when he said he had a co-worker come over, whom I know, to do "business" with. Basically what is happening is she is a prostitute and he is pimping her out for more drugs.
Now I'm going to go see him later this weekend and tell him I appreciated our time together, I thought of him as a friend, and that I am not going to spend any more time with him if he is going to continue to live his co-dependent drug-saturated lifestyle. I'm going to give him all my MTG cards and then tell him I think we need to stop being friends.
Mainly I feel I'm being arrogant and jealous, that I am not allowed to have sex with his girlfriend when the rest of my/his other friends/co-workers/swingers/addicts have. But I know this is a waste of time, I need my own girlfriend and mind my own business. Plus thank you society for educating me about addiction, co-dependence, and STD/STIs.
I need someone to reassure me that I should stand up for my dissociation with him because he used to be one of my several old-drug-dealers. Be at peace. Considering just what you wrote, you did good enough. And you're not being jealous at all, any man would fantasize about having sex with that slutty+hot girl even if she is your friend gf. And you're not being arrogant, for the simple facat that you are wasting your own time just trying to get him in better shape. Being friends do not mean that you have to sacrifice until the last consequences for him. You did enough. And I'm even not considering the "he used to be one of my several old-drug-dealers" line, I'm pretty sure a real good friend would never take you to their vices. And btw, he may sell those MTG cards for some more shit u.u (drugs, cigs, etc).
I am very grateful you responded. Thank you. And I think I'm going to sell the cards now (my old friend has $3,000 debt to his landlord, and 1000's of debt to the hospital too) and he won't use the money properly because of his condition. Thank you Belha!
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+ Show Spoiler +Damn, YMCA is filled with jackasses...
I just dont want to go there anymore.. gotta raise my rows to 135 and im quitting. So many boneheads who contradict whatever I learn on my own on the web and they prove the very notion that a lot of people are just yoloing how they work out. It boggles my mind how the "experienced" trainer is just a complete asshat who won't help me with anything when I ask him politely. Instead of fixing my form or giving me tip he tells me to do something completely different (I'm trying to do Pendlay rows and he tells me I have an attitude for not doing the normal bent over rows. Real fucking piece of shit. Mighty rude of him to just imply I'd switch over to something I don't want to do. And on top of that he doesn't even help me when he says my form is off. What the fuck? What kind of service is that.. assholes. I don't care if you showed up on TV and have the experience. Do your goddamn job and stop saying I have an attitude for being skeptical of such a shoddy practiced gym. Nobody seems to be helping out the poor fellows who are doing half reps on bench press and squats. None of the YMCA employees who are suppose to know what they're doing. What is up with that? I remember being at another YMCA and they told me circular weights are dangerous. I'm tired of their shit..
also what is up with my particular YMCA having a curfew for 17 year olds at 6:30 in such a metropolitan area in the city??? is there so much danger here? no fuck no. Stupid as hell.
Also nobody here has hair like i do.. or well did. I cut my hair and i dont like it either.
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+ Show Spoiler +Make your work history matter. Don't forgot to do paperwork arithmetic. I just applied for an unemployment workforce center and couldn't do basic multiplication and division arithmetic or imperial tape measuring calculation. Seriously make your work history important, and stay employed. I don't know how I'm going to survive if I lose my allowance/room at my parents. I can't afford my gas/car insurance @ $2400 a year/food/prepaid Tracfone minutes $30-40/per 1-3 months. I am losing hope because all I can do is general labor. I'm too far behind to make anything in fiction to publish, and most likely I would get declined 99.8% of the time.
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On August 07 2013 03:57 Alabasern wrote:+ Show Spoiler +Make your work history matter. Don't forgot to do paperwork arithmetic. I just applied for an unemployment workforce center and couldn't do basic multiplication and division arithmetic or imperial tape measuring calculation. Seriously make your work history important, and stay employed. I don't know how I'm going to survive if I lose my allowance/room at my parents. I can't afford my gas/car insurance @ $2400 a year/food/prepaid Tracfone minutes $30-40/per 1-3 months. I am losing hope because all I can do is general labor. I'm too far behind to make anything in fiction to publish, and most likely I would get declined 99.8% of the time.
Save or borrow money and take a manual labor course. Most employment centers will pay for these courses to get you back to work. Welders for example make an excellent salary and the variety of projects you can work on is good. Specialized manual labor is always in demand, sometimes you have to relocate, sometimes you work with a fly-in/fly-out plan.
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+ Show Spoiler +One of my really close friends just died in a motor cycle accident. I don't even know what to think but im so fucking pissed off and sad right now.
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+ Show Spoiler +I don't like who I have become. I seem to care so little at the moment. I have become so desensitized. Why do I just not care about anything? How can I change this? I am so angry at myself for not having a shard of emotion. My dog died and I didn't shed a tear or feel sad for more than a few seconds.
What has happened to me? Why am I so selfish and arrogant? Why am I even posting here... I am deluded I think.
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+ Show Spoiler +GOT FUCKING SCAMMED OFF 300 DOLLARS FUCKING DOTA2 ITEM SCAMMERS FUCK ALL YOU SCAMMERS. NO SERIOUSLY. FUCK. YOU HEARD ME. F U C K FUCK FUCKING FUCK ALL Y'ALL MOTHERFUCKING SCAMMERS. -peace.
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On August 12 2013 09:54 kmillz wrote:+ Show Spoiler +One of my really close friends just died in a motor cycle accident. I don't even know what to think but im so fucking pissed off and sad right now.
I hope you and his family recover from the loss. Keep something to remember him.
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+ Show Spoiler +My life is complete. I hate my job, can't do my hobbies, and have enough fear in me to not wish to change my situation. It's like I'm a true fucking american  yay?
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On August 13 2013 03:28 Thieving Magpie wrote:+ Show Spoiler +My life is complete. I hate my job, can't do my hobbies, and have enough fear in me to not wish to change my situation. It's like I'm a true fucking american yay?
+ Show Spoiler +I hear you! But at least my boss/coworkers are awesome and therefore don't hate my job unless I must work 100% alone on something mundane (20% of time...)
However my /dreams crushed/ moment (you will never fly as your career- reflexes insufficient for emergency protocol) came like 5 years ago.
Kenpachi holy... Are you younger than 17!?!? If not why the hell does that curfew matter? I understand your post like people usually understand mine!
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+ Show Spoiler +My early college friends were smoking bud last night around me and I have a drug test tomorrow for a full-time Wal-Mart stocking job. God I hope my body isn't still sensitive to this bullshit and I can get along without a hitch. If I fail, I'm back to being fucked...
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On August 21 2013 06:17 Alabasern wrote:+ Show Spoiler +My early college friends were smoking bud last night around me and I have a drug test tomorrow for a full-time Wal-Mart stocking job. God I hope my body isn't still sensitive to this bullshit and I can get along without a hitch. If I fail, I'm back to being fucked...
+ Show Spoiler +Hi. Drink water so you piss clear. If your parts per million is high, make your urine so diluted with water that the actual urine part is about 10 parts per million, and then you'll be below the threshold. Capice?
On August 21 2013 17:27 Aerisky wrote:+ Show Spoiler + sometimes I feel like my life is in a downward spiral and I get more and more useless
Right now is one of those times
Probably more moments of clarity than anything else
+ Show Spoiler +Hi. If you're fucking up like I was, let me give you some advice. It's not going to get easier. You'll just be older when you DO. Yeah? Just keep things in reality. By that I mean, don't chalk yourself up to something higher than you actually are and then compare. If you do that you might really feel some bad stuff. Better to say fuck the "ideal me" and just start living where you are.
+ Show Spoiler +As for me, I'm a real fuckup. Sometimes I wake up and ask myself how old I am, and I literally answer 2 years younger than I actually am, because that's how much time I've wasted doing absolutely nothing. I'm a piece of shit and I've had it with being a loser. I'm not going to get much sleep tonight but tomorrow is the day, gentlemen.
Also fuck team games. Most of them are full of kids who haven't learned how to tie their shoelaces yet. And that's the real truth.
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+ Show Spoiler +I'm 27 years old in october and feel like I have achieved nothing in my life. I got sick last year and couldn't work, I lost my home, car and all my possessions excluding my computer (I told them over my dead body they were taking that). I am still sick and it doesn't look like it's going to get better any time soon. The training I had is next to useless now and if I could reenter the work force anytime soon I have fuck all knowledge above general laborer. Yeah I know there is people in worse situations then me out there but I want to say a sincere fuck you life.
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