A few months ago I was fitted for a CPAP. basically it's a Darth Vader mask that forces air through your sinuses while you sleep so you keep breathing.

Anyways, not all that air goes in your lungs. In fact, a lot of it goes in your esophagus. The side effect is about an hour of impressive farts when you get up. All dry, some lasting over a minute.

Disgusting for others, sure. But you get to feel that release, which is awesome.

If you had a one complete meal with large drink and dessert coupon for your localmall's food court, what would you get?

Burn the niggers for emergency fuel

It's the future, sir!

There are no niggers!

We have chinks and currie munchers! But historically they don't give enough energy! There might be a hebe, but we have no way to find them quickly enough!

For my family who love me so much and have done so much for me. I don't want them to lose me.
For myself, life is supposed to be enjoyed.
For God, because of all the things I've been saved from.
Music, for it puts me on this higher plane emotionally.

If you haven't heard him, look up Saul Williams on YouTube. Specifically, look up 1987. Lyrically one of the best ones ever made

I just found one of my coworkers on Suicide Girls. I'm 100 percent positive. Her profile is in Hopefuls, name PyRanha.

I knew she did MMA, and she was hot... But now... LOL

Quote from: MyNameIsCharlie on January 26, 2016, 01:44:17 AM

Or, you could, you know, get involved? Do more than troll with a bumper sticker?

University campuses are a hopeless place for campaigning, the leftist establishment has them on eternal lockdown. I could pass out fliers all day but all it would accomplish is getting cunts with nose rings to scream at be for being gibsmedatphobic or something.

I also have nobody to support in this election, I hate all of the candidates. I just happen to hate Sanders the most.

Ok. I would engage the drones in arguments as often as I could. You won't convert them, but those listening are another story

Quote from: MyNameIsCharlie on January 26, 2016, 02:00:34 AM

Quote from: Sandtrap on January 26, 2016, 01:53:39 AM

Okay. I'll have to do this in chunks. But right now I can talk a little bit about what's up with your noggin and the way it's functioning.

For starters, this is depression. Plain as day. Now, keep in mind, depression is a natural aspect of the human emotional spectrum. But, when you go too low, it muddles you up a little bit and it warps your worldview.

Now, to break down what's happening to you. You don't connect to being loved. You just don't feel it. But you do want it. And you want somebody there, for you. This is hard. Multiple facets to discuss. But here we go.

Your depression is taking a golf club to your self esteem. Your life is in disarray and you dislike mostly all the facets of yourself. But you want somebody beyond your family to contradict that. You want somebody to pull you out of the mud.

But this is the thing. You're conning yourself. Sub-consciously. You don't even know it or likely see it.

Let this sink in here. We as people project signals to each other all the time. Through body language, through attitude, you name it. And, human brains pick up on it, sub-consciously, and actively depending on how astute the viewer is.

So, here is one of the issues. In order for people to become interested in one another, you need two things. A physical, and mental attraction. In well over 90% of all cases, a physical attractor is what starts key interaction between two people.

Now, your current state, of messy self loathing, and feeling unloved, is creating a signal that you give off to anybody who looks at you. Remember. They don't see it with  their active mind. Their sub-conscious does. And do you know what that signal does to you?

It nulls your physical attractor. People will look at you, and pass you over, because you want to be passed over. But you have a brain and it knows something is wrong. Which is why you still want love. Your head is now in the middle of a fight with itself. One part of your active mind wants to be fixed.

And there's another part that's hidden, that doesn't want that. That's the part that you're sub consciously projecting at all times. So right now, you're actually caught in a feedback loop.

You want to be loved. But you're projecting a sense of disinterest and disconnection. You don't feel loved and so therefore you can't find that spark to give off that lure. Which will never attract anybody to you. EVER. You're conning yourself. But you're not, not really. This isn't your fault.

That's the first portion. I'll see what I can get later when I wake up. But think about that for a bit, and see if it rings any bells to you and makes some kind of sense.

This isn't wrong.

But it isn't right either.

All a doc will do is either therapy or throw pills at him. Both don't get to the core of it, unless he is chemically depressed.

Therapy barely works. Drugs are a band aid on a gunshot wound.

He feels he needs affection to validate his self worth. The worst thing he could do is get advice that doesn't apply and change himself for someone who won't accept him for who he is.

It's better by far to just worry about tomorrow, and let the rest of the week sort itself out

Wrong.  Fuck off. Jumping to conclusions. I'm not gonna tell him to go to a therapist. I know his situation inside and out. And if he talks to me, we can break it apart.

If I was going to tell him to go to a therapist I would tell him to stall off the pills as long as possible. Unless it's chemical inbalance. That's not in my range.

But for now, there needs to be a lot of talking between me and him.

And what? Push him to work his issues out to what you consider productive? Accept his personal demons and belittle them? His pain made him who he is. It's a process that starts when we realize our parents are just people and ends in the grave.

Eli is who he is. I don't think that he's wrong here. Life is too short to conform to what someone else thinks is normal. Especially since everyone and no one is normal.

Humanity is messy. We carry the same weight differently. He feels pain and my advice is unchanged: find someone for tomorrow alone. If the day after tomorrow everything falls apart, so be it.

For a day they both were themselves

Okay. I'll have to do this in chunks. But right now I can talk a little bit about what's up with your noggin and the way it's functioning.

For starters, this is depression. Plain as day. Now, keep in mind, depression is a natural aspect of the human emotional spectrum. But, when you go too low, it muddles you up a little bit and it warps your worldview.

Now, to break down what's happening to you. You don't connect to being loved. You just don't feel it. But you do want it. And you want somebody there, for you. This is hard. Multiple facets to discuss. But here we go.

Your depression is taking a golf club to your self esteem. Your life is in disarray and you dislike mostly all the facets of yourself. But you want somebody beyond your family to contradict that. You want somebody to pull you out of the mud.

But this is the thing. You're conning yourself. Sub-consciously. You don't even know it or likely see it.

Let this sink in here. We as people project signals to each other all the time. Through body language, through attitude, you name it. And, human brains pick up on it, sub-consciously, and actively depending on how astute the viewer is.

So, here is one of the issues. In order for people to become interested in one another, you need two things. A physical, and mental attraction. In well over 90% of all cases, a physical attractor is what starts key interaction between two people.

Now, your current state, of messy self loathing, and feeling unloved, is creating a signal that you give off to anybody who looks at you. Remember. They don't see it with  their active mind. Their sub-conscious does. And do you know what that signal does to you?

It nulls your physical attractor. People will look at you, and pass you over, because you want to be passed over. But you have a brain and it knows something is wrong. Which is why you still want love. Your head is now in the middle of a fight with itself. One part of your active mind wants to be fixed.

And there's another part that's hidden, that doesn't want that. That's the part that you're sub consciously projecting at all times. So right now, you're actually caught in a feedback loop.

You want to be loved. But you're projecting a sense of disinterest and disconnection. You don't feel loved and so therefore you can't find that spark to give off that lure. Which will never attract anybody to you. EVER. You're conning yourself. But you're not, not really. This isn't your fault.

That's the first portion. I'll see what I can get later when I wake up. But think about that for a bit, and see if it rings any bells to you and makes some kind of sense.

This isn't wrong.

But it isn't right either.

All a doc will do is either therapy or throw pills at him. Both don't get to the core of it, unless he is chemically depressed.

Therapy barely works. Drugs are a band aid on a gunshot wound.

He feels he needs affection to validate his self worth. The worst thing he could do is get advice that doesn't apply and change himself for someone who won't accept him for who he is.

It's better by far to just worry about tomorrow, and let the rest of the week sort itself out

Or, you could, you know, get involved? Do more than troll with a bumper sticker?

Quote from: MyNameIsCharlie on January 26, 2016, 01:25:55 AM

Quote from: Kal on January 26, 2016, 01:22:06 AM

Quote from: Eli on January 26, 2016, 01:07:37 AM

Quote from: MyNameIsCharlie on January 26, 2016, 01:02:55 AM

Telling him to get help is counterproductive. What could a shrink tell him? Let his guard down? Some other pie in the sky bullshit? I've been to more than a few. They all read the same textbooks and give minor variations on the same shit. At the end of the day it comes down to Eli. Their advice boils down to telling a homeless person to get a job as a stockbroker buy a mansion.

What he needs is to just find someone who's there tomorrow. Not necessarily next week. Just tomorrow. Relearn self worth. If she's good enough for longer, great. If not, then oh well. She'll get someone tomorrow and so will he.

We're all broken. The game is just making tomorrow livable.

YEAH

woo

Tread carefully, 'ol Charles is one of the people that encouraged Roman.
We all know how that went.

Roman gets in where he fits in. Mad that he banged a fatty? That's your problem. He doesn't feel he has a problem. He feels happy.

People that fuck with him are the unhappy ones.

With all due respect, this is coming from the guy with a horribly failed marriage and a whole string of other problems. You don't even seem to have your own shit sorted out yet. All I'm saying is I don't think you're the best candidate for advice in this department. Not that any of are, but...y'know what I mean.

All true. But, given all of my shit, I haven't taken the noose-express out of all this. In fact, I still get up and smile. Why?

I know where my pleasures lie. I go to them. I sought someone who needed me for a week, and it stretched to over a year.  I don't try to hold on. I let it happen. You know what? I have been happier for this year than I was for a decade and a half of forcing it.

Like I said, I have been there and back.

Quote from: Eli on January 26, 2016, 01:07:37 AM

Quote from: MyNameIsCharlie on January 26, 2016, 01:02:55 AM

Telling him to get help is counterproductive. What could a shrink tell him? Let his guard down? Some other pie in the sky bullshit? I've been to more than a few. They all read the same textbooks and give minor variations on the same shit. At the end of the day it comes down to Eli. Their advice boils down to telling a homeless person to get a job as a stockbroker buy a mansion.

What he needs is to just find someone who's there tomorrow. Not necessarily next week. Just tomorrow. Relearn self worth. If she's good enough for longer, great. If not, then oh well. She'll get someone tomorrow and so will he.

We're all broken. The game is just making tomorrow livable.

YEAH

woo

Tread carefully, 'ol Charles is one of the people that encouraged Roman.
We all know how that went.

Roman gets in where he fits in. Mad that he banged a fatty? That's your problem. He doesn't feel he has a problem. He feels happy.

People that fuck with him are the unhappy ones.

We're a community. Love it or hate it, we're all friends. This is what friends do sometimes. We lay our shit out and ask for help. Even when y'all fuck with us, it still helps. How else would we know we're acting like little bitches?

Quote from: Kal on January 26, 2016, 12:34:00 AM

Quote from: Jive Turkey on January 26, 2016, 12:23:45 AM

I started masturbating when I was 3 years old.

that's disturbing

Quote from: TBlocks on January 26, 2016, 12:35:14 AM

Quote from: Jive Turkey on January 26, 2016, 12:23:45 AM

I started masturbating when I was 3 years old.

That makes no sense.

I remember being in Hawaii when I was 4 and masturbating on the beach dead srs

My kids are 3 and 1. (Feel old yet? Some of you read the post when my oldest was born)

Both of their favorite thing to play with is their penis. Both Al Baghdadi and Ex-Mrs Charlie have asked when they will stop.

All I can say is... Well... Never.

It's a dudes favorite toy

Telling him to get help is counterproductive. What could a shrink tell him? Let his guard down? Some other pie in the sky bullshit? I've been to more than a few. They all read the same textbooks and give minor variations on the same shit. At the end of the day it comes down to Eli. Their advice boils down to telling a homeless person to get a job as a stockbroker buy a mansion.

What he needs is to just find someone who's there tomorrow. Not necessarily next week. Just tomorrow. Relearn self worth. If she's good enough for longer, great. If not, then oh well. She'll get someone tomorrow and so will he.

We're all broken. The game is just making tomorrow livable.

Quote from: MyNameIsCharlie on January 26, 2016, 12:39:41 AM

Eli. Move on to someone else. Find someone who does reciprocate. Trust me on this. Do not stay in this hell. I was there for a long, long time. If you don't have someone, find them. Even if they're just around a little bit.

Im not stuck on one person tho

I just want to be in love, with someone who loves me. And i dont have that

I know exactly what you mean.

My advice remains the same. Find Mrs Right now, instead of holding out for Mrs Right. Even if it lasts a day, you restore your feeling of self worth. When you get that back, you can hold out or on a bit longer.