#19747 The one thing I need in the world right now is a good long hug. I honestly cant remember the last time someone hugged me. Things have been getting bad again for my health after 6 months of finally feeling healthy again and its starting to go away. Im scared and stressed out and with exams coming this week i'm at my limit... worst thing is people really freak out when they see a guy cry and to compound the issue im considered the strong one (mentally) of my group of friends...

#19751 I am a guy and I seem to hardly get any respect from girls. Plus I totally think I'm the only one and that my struggle makes me unique and entitles me to any woman I desire. I'm not doing anything wrong, it's the women that are wrong. Just kidding. Lol. I just wanna make myself a better man. So I am asking you more socially apt people of the Internet to give me a peek into your mind so that I can understand and benefit from your insight. Guys and girls alike.

Seriously though.. First.. This lack of respect is not blatant rudeness. I rarely meet women I consider rude or "bad". 99% of girls I know are genuinely nice people. I think I just make them mad, and don't know how I do it. Maybe I'm acting one way, but my brain sees a whole different reality. Maybe it's just a bad acid trip (or life is, too). Maybe I'm just their Kryptonite. In that case, ladies, if you see a girl you don't like just put me in her tampons and bras. Mutually beneficial. Don't get me wrong, I've had sex (somehow). I've hooked up (I forgot how, I was high 1/2 the times). I'm not a thirsty guy just trying to "get laid". (Though, having it more often.. more appreciated). However I do try to carry water with me. If that was the case, I'd get a prostitute. No passion, seduction or challenge, no cool memory of how it happened, just pay and get wet. I mean.. sex is a primal need.. but.. Maybe I'll try it once.

It's honestly killing me. You see, it's not that I mean to "creep" (most of us really don't). It's a lack of social calibration. It's a weakness of mine that I want to overcome. I'm not "needy", I just want my experiences with girls to be meaningful. However I don't understand social norms and feel like a monkey in a human suit. It's magic, and I've never believed it's not so. You know what it is? (Black and Yellow, like this Confessions page). I mean it seems like people can all read each other's minds and I'm just out of the frequency range.

Drunk words are sober thoughts, as you can see.

Does anybody have any advice for me? Wanna help a fellow Boilermaker in his quest for meaning?

From the tone of my post, do I seem like someone that's not respectable? (Assume you believe me when I say that I am not "thirsty". Otherwise, your response isn't helpful.)

Thanks guys!

#19746 Just trying to do some homework in the wee hours of the morning. This dude in the common area keeps talking to himself, either he doesn't realize I'm here or he just doesn't give a fuck.
Confession: I'd probably ask him to quiet down a bit but he kinda knows me because he had a huge crush on this girl I used to date and I don't wanna think about how bad that relationship was right now.

#19745 Don't break people's hearts.

Confession: :(

#19744 In 2008 I became acquainted with the concept of peak oil, and soon I realized that this meant we are at the end of the industrial age. This paralyzed me into inaction for a long time, and adversely affected my mental health. When I decided to start talking to people about it, I found that the great majority of people's responses were in the range of "We are better than ever and you're an idiot" to "technology will save us, you're worried over nothing". Very, very few people responded rationally with a "Yes, peak oil is an inescapable phenomenon, now what will you do about it?" One person, a professor of anthropology, agreed with me with a "well, duh" attitude, and then told me that I really shouldn't be sharing my ideas with too many people, especially young families who ae bringing children into the world. She said that it would be cruel to them, for them to realize that the myth of a world suitable to bring up children in is just an illusion. It made me panic to be honest and I experienced a lot of social anxiety because I felt like I am constantly fighting an uphill battle. Peak oil is fact, it is a condition of our behaviors as a society. The imminent end of the industrial age is mathematically determinate. It's definitely over within twenty years, the mathematics are determinate, and we should be seeing obvious manifestations of peak oil within five years. We're not talking the end of the world, but it absolutely is the end of the world as we know it. But trying to communicate these ideas to other people, and finding well over 95 percent of people so detached from reality, so incapable of incorporating new information into their mindsets, has panicked me for years now and has rendered my own thoughts and actions ineffective. It has exacerbated my mental illnesses and some days I question whether or not I'm the one detached from reality. But my position is defensible from a mathematical standpoint, and the "cornucopian" viewpoint of "oh, everything is just fine and dandy, we could fit everyone on the planet into an area the size of Florida, don't worry your pretty head, you take yourself so seriously don't you know" is so divorced from reality that I've given up trying to have a rational discussion about these ideas anymore. I've focused on changing the only person I can change: Me, saving the only life I can save. I just wish I found more sympathetic ears, because I know that the end of the industrial age does not spell the doom of humanity. I find it insulting, the tacit assumption that my very existence is predicated upon the industrial system that is destroying the web of life that permits our existence. There will be humanity after peak oil. There will be humanity after the death of the industrial age. We will, out of physical necessity, grow closer together and depend on each other more heavily. In 2008 I panicked, I became paralyzed into inaction. Today, I see crisis as opportunity, and I know that I, and we as a species, will come out the other side of this better than ever. We can and will seize the opportunity to grow in so many ways. I believe this because I fundamentally believe in human beings, of which I am one. But it doesn't make having a dissenting voice, here and now, any easier. Ultimately, though, I see it as letting go of habits that no longer work for us, and making habits that will make us better. Sure, cars and phones and televisions and computers and cheap and easy food have made things a lot easier, and enabled lots of people to live a physical quality of life that they might not otherwise have had. These things, though, have divided us spiritually as a human community, something no index or study can ever measure, but something lots of us feel anyway, and suffer for it. Long story short, there's no joy in being right. But I can only focus on me because the transition to our post oil society will not be easy and I need to be ready to do what I need to do to make it through.

>inb4 muh solar and wind and hydrogen economy, muh thorium fission reactors and muh fusion research, and if nothing else muh large amounts of coal - look around you and name one thing that didn't take oil to make or to get here, one thing that you can actually hold on to and present that doesn't rely on oil for its very existence, I will personally give you twenty dollars. Because you can't.

#19743 Growing up, I was more bold, saying whatever was on my mind. I had no filter. I've made mistakes and i've realized that I've embarrassed myself so many times in the past that now I've become this person that fears everything she says will result in a negative reaction. I'm too afraid of putting my foot in my mouth or trying too hard. I get nervous when people talk to me that I'm constantly looking for a way out as soon as the conversation goes beyond small talk. Finally, I feel like I have no personality because I'm constantly looking for approval form anyone I'm with.

So how do I overcome insecurities?

#19742 I'm a junior living in the dorms still. It's not so bad but next year I got screwed over for housing because the people that I wanted to live with decided to get someone else. Now I'm in the situation of staying in the dorms again and grab a single or go random with someone in an apartment. Honestly, that scares me a bit. I don't really trust that many people and after my friends ditched me, the trust is gone. I'm really confused on what to do now.

#19741 I've definitely fallen in love with my girlfriend and it scares the shit out of me.