Monday, 14 November 2016 09:40 PM
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#25485 My best friend of nine years suddenly cut ties with me and all mutual friends last year when he got with his girlfriend. I found out tonight that he's engaged to marry her this February. I secretly hope that their marriage fails, hopefully before any pregnancy happens. I hope he learns what it's like to be abandoned.
Monday, 14 November 2016 08:23 PM
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#25484 Last year I was making $16.50hr, 40hr work week, my health insurance was $70mo, a little high for something I don't use, but ok. This year, I took on a different assignment, I am making $12.50hr, my cheapest option was $215mo, and that has less coverage. Think to yourself of what you can do with $215 every month
Monday, 14 November 2016 06:31 PM
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#25481 Being an only child to a single parent is getting the worst of both worlds, let alone a parent who's depressed and has social anxiety herself... Imagine if you will having a life time of let downs, our memory goes back only so far, so imagine having it go back so far that you still don't remember having a good birthday party, imagine the last one you had was one where a clown shoved your face into a pie, imagine having that life, imagine every year watching everybody else have a birthday party, imagine being left out, inside waking up on your birthday only to go to a room and watch TV, imagine your birthday is a few days after Christmas so for the sake of time they combine Christmas and your birthday, and you end up getting socks, having to sit there watching your family get everything they want, imagine having that every year... Imagine your mom only ever really had you for moral reasons, and not because she wanted you to become something, imagine being forgotten by your whole family and not even having them go to your graduation, imagine that and think maybe I really didn't have a purpose in life, maybe my purpose was to be aborted and my stem cells given to someone who could use them, so they could go on living a full life, imagine having all this beating down on you every second of every day, but instead of giving up like every part of life has, you keep grasping at the edge of the grave trying to live, having to find your own way, having to live a life without any support from family, friends, all the while being the guy on the street looking in at the happy family, the loving family, to people who care about each other regardless of any stigma and still trying to find out why you're here only to be let down every time you try, so much so that it inevitably becomes a pattern in life, so much so that when it happens that's all you can expect, every relationship you just know is going to end, every person who walks in eventually walks out, the calls become the edge of the grave and you can't grab them because they stop, so all you're left to do is be an enigma, a ghost, a body that people just don't see... You know how people say they wish they could pick up and go, well I did, that was a year ago, my family still hasn't called or written, my mom still hasn't tried to find me...