I have...Infact!,i have many times......Damn,is that something to be proud of?Quote:
Originally Posted by 23*
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I have...Infact!,i have many times......Damn,is that something to be proud of?Quote:
Originally Posted by 23*
yes and it was hard and i make six figures today because i didn't just stay in my horrible situation. i made changes.Quote:
Originally Posted by 23*
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Originally Posted by killerkat
honestly, i didn't mind it the hardness felt ok ,i've had a cronic back injury for about 8 or 9 years so it feels good on the ol' back......but the whole idea is just not that cool........haha
Maybe I told this story before, but I will tell it again...
Back in high school, in San Diego, there was a big rash of meth-heads committing suicide. And I myself was not having a very happy life in school, etc... So I could relate to the hopelessness, and felt that way myself many times. But then I had this really cool teacher, who told all his students the story of his high-school days. His story was that he was living with asshole parents who were abusive. But he found a girlfriend, and they were in love, and happy. But her parents hated him, and told them they could not see each other. They were apart, and for a few months, he said he considered suicide, because his life was just really crappy. Lame family, lost his girl, school sucked, etc... But he decided that doing *something* was better than nothing. So at 16, he got all his shit in his car, and went to his girl's house, and told her to get her stuff, and they both ran away from home. They left town, and never looked back. They just worked odd jobs, etc. Eventually they really had no $, and no future, and he was again depressed. So he said fuck it, and joined the army. He got sent off to Vietnam at age 17, because he lied about his age to enlist. Of course he
hated it there too, but he still just did what he could to get out, and get on to something else. So then he survived, and got some training in computers in the army. Then when he came back to the USA, he was able to have a pretty good job, and he got to be with his girl, and married her, and they had kids, and a house, and he got to have a job teaching computers to kids at the school where I went to high school. And guess what? He came back to teach at the same town he grew up in. To make a difference, and tell the kids now, that even though life can look lame, and you can be suicidal, you need to just do *something* to get the fuck out. If you are that frustrated with life, that you have the willpower to kill yourself, then have some balls, and use that willpower to get the hell out of your lame situation, and get on to living in some other place. It may be just as bad, or worse, but it probably won't be. It will probably be better. You never know until you try. It may be hard, and it may suck. But at least you have a chance of a better life. You can have roommates, new friends, new experiences, etc... It *is* possible to live and work someplace new, without a ton of $. I know a lot of people who live with a lot of room-mates, so that the cost of rent is not much at all. They may all work at lame, minimim wage jobs, etc, but at least no one is abusing them, and they have control of their own life. So they can look for better jobs, work on art, work on going back to school, etc... But at least they are out of their abusive situation. Heck, a friend of mine will often rent just a room, or sometimes even rent a walk-in closet, for as little as $50-$100 a month. So it is possible to live on your own, for cheap. I have little sympathy for people who stay in lame situations, when they could get on a bus, and get
the fuck out of there... Try it.
Get out...
If you have the guts to take a knife to your arm, or put a gun to your head, then have the guts to get on a bus, and try to live someplace else...
that's such an awesome story, put a big ol' smile on my face..........
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Originally Posted by TheDeathKnight
What a wonderful story and you really expressed the sentiment beautifully. Thank you so so so much for posting this.
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Originally Posted by TheDeathKnight
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Thanks for the positive responses.
I figured that at the very least, I should pass on the story that helped me to see the light...
The thing is, until he said that to us, I was feeling just as helpless and suicidal.
But when he put it so clearly, that if it's that bad, then get the fuck out...
He said that the most common problem is having a shitty life at home, or in school.
So he said that running away is a better option than killing yourself.
I tend to agree.
Same with work issues.
If you want to kill your co-workers, or kill yourself, because your job sucks so bad, then it is time to quit that job, and try something else. I have worked a ton of weird jobs. Some of them were really lame. So I quit, and did something else. And sooner or later, you will find that you actually do not mind one of the jobs you may find. I worked making stained glass windows, as a locksmith, air conditioning tech, directing traffic, working in a wherehouse, data entry, in a metal shop, autobody shop, doing office work, as a video cameraman, editor, and a ton of other strange jobs, until I am finally doing a job I really like. But it took many years of trying different jobs, until I found one that was pretty cool... So don't stay forever in a shitty job, because you think that is the only job you can find. Go out there and look around, and you might find that there are all kinds of weird and interesting jobs out there. Same goes for relationships. Don't stay in a shitty one, because there are MILLIONS of people out there. There is bound to be someone who will treat you better than the asshole you are with now... Sure, there are other assholes too, but out of all the millions of people out there, there has to be someone who is not abusive, etc... And shit, even being alone is better than being in a lame relationship. And being homeless, is often better than being miserable in a shitty home, or in a shitty job.
i can some what attest to that, i've been homless before, luckly i had friends that evantually,couldn't not help me,before it was long-term,but it is possible,hell if you want to be really smart,even thought it sounds stuipid, go get one of the many great books about how to live on the street,woods,ect.......they help alot.....
I've got a rant for ya kids
(one that will probably earn me the Mr. Sensativity title)
I am tired of this moping, whining, teenage, emo BS.
I have lost 4 close friends and several family members to suicide...and I am sick and fucking tired these bellyaching sourpusses trying to emotionally blackmail people with this non-sense.
Cutting is for attention whores and drugs are for stray dogs.
If you really wanted to be dead, you would be. There are 6 million ways to do it, and if you are incappable of succeeding in one of them (read: COWARD), come by my place and I'll give you a few pointers.
Stop complaining about how hard life is when 1) life IS fucking hard, nothing worthwhile is ever easy, and 2) YOU are the one responsible for your misery...YOU control your destiny and, as was stated earlier, if YOU don't like it then YOU need to STFU and make a change.
wallowing in self-pity is a defeatest practice, and frankly, the world is probably better off without your sniviling.
/deepbreath
Now, if you are all through feeling sorry for yourself...Get out of your chair (and off your ass) and DO something to better yourself, your family, or your community.
Start focusing on improving your situation instead of crying about it. If you are incappable of thinking positively about your own life, then start doing something good for other people who have it worse than you. Take your mind off your own misery and start thinking of ways to help others. Ultimately, helping others is what LIFE is all about.
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It is getting kind of old. I've buried 4 of my friends as well.Quote:
Originally Posted by DharmaLion
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if you waltz around showing everyone, yeah. no-one sees mine. wearing long sleeves in the Australian summer is no joke.Quote:
Originally Posted by DharmaLion
actually, it's kinda fun. it doesn't hurt anywhere near as much as being hit-and-run by an asshole in an SUV, or being kicked in the balls. and i'm aiming for a kind of Gigerish ribbed texture along the insides of my forearms.
ok. here's my one bitch trip, not so much because I am in a sad depressed mood (anymore) but because this one is just so astonishingly fucking uncalled for.
the girl I was in love with totally stabbed me in the back and fucked me over and cheated on me.
and just like three days ago she said she loved me, now she's saying she so in love with this asshole and doesn't want to be with anyone esle.
I just don't know how you can know someone for years and then have them do that to you. and she was the one who told me she loved me first a long time ago.
and ya know, I finally find the person that's everything I want and that I actually have, and the last time she said she loved me, the day before that I was telling her how much I love her and want to be with her, and then I said, but you probbily think i'm a dork for saying that, and she said " no way. you are so fucking awesome." and then right out of the blue this happens.
I know what you mean because,Quote:
Originally Posted by Morning Glory
i really hate can openers which don't open cans and I really hate umbrellas which get easily destroyed by the wind only first they make you look like a complete retard because they drag you all over the fucking place. But remember, climate change doesn't exist.
why are you qouting me?
hey i DO know what you mean,man, it completly fuckes up your heart,and can send you into some real bad shit,the only way i've ever known to deal with it is time, the old saying "time heals all wounds" is very true, it's just the amount of time that changes.......sorry hear 'bout that ,man......Quote:
Originally Posted by Morning Glory