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Anonymous #4 said:
Cut yourself, emofag.

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Mind readers, GTFO my SA.

You never see truly depressed people asking for help, it's the idiots who use words like "gawd". You have WAY too much time to think about how fucked the world is, instead of actually going out and doing something about it.

Go work at a soup kitchen every day and kill some time for the better, or yourself. Either way, stop bitching for attention.

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Anonymous #3 said:
But don't worry. The Pleiadians will come soon and save us all with shroomyness and grooviness.

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Anonymous #5 said:
You never see truly depressed people asking for help, it's the idiots who use words like "gawd".
You have WAY too much time to think about how fucked the world is, instead of actually going out and doing something about it.

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for your information:
A) I'm not asking for help - I'm just venting
and
B) this isn't some overly dramatic emo rant about how unfair this world asa whole can be...but rather - a vent of frustration about how my life, personally, is continually changing faster then I can keep up with it (and you can tell me that it's my place to change it all you want, but that doesn't change the fact that I do try an change it for the better continuously, and that I'm frusterated about the fact that nothing I do ever seems to do the trick)

I'm just ina pissy mood because I can't, for the life of me, figure out HOW to slow thigs down for myself 

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Anonymous #1 said:
<SNIP>Some retarded girly emotional bullshit

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"the chaotic nature of this existence is almost too much to bear at times  "
>>this isn't some overly dramatic emo rant
Shut the fuck up, your emoidity is hurting my head.

>>I'm just ina pissy mood because I can't, for the life of me, figure out HOW to slow thigs down for myself 
You literally have a WORLD at your fingertips, and you're wondering how to slow down. Maybe you should take a reality check for a few days. If you think you  can't for the life of you figure out how to slow everything down, maybe you should listen to yourself better. Consider meditation, or maturity.

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Anonymous #2 said:
you cant, scientists are actually finding that the earth is speeding up. in term this is also speeding up time. not to where you realy notice it, but to where things seem more fast paste.

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Anonymous #5 said:
If you think you  can't for the life of you figure out how to slow everything down, maybe you should listen to yourself better. Consider meditation, or maturity.

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maybe it might help if I clarified a few things:

• ten years ago - I was going to DeVry to start a new life for myself
  
• I got kicked out because of my age
  
• the following year - I got involved in a different college
  
• dropped out when I lost my job
  (and I'll admit that that one was on me)
  
• so then I took on two full time jobs to pay off loans for both of these schools
  
• and got my ass whooped one night at random
  
• I then went to go live with a religious zealot relative (not by choice, mind you)
  
• and got thrown out when I didn't conform
  
• I then wound up with an ex-gang type roommate for a while there
  
• who threw me out after stealing my gun
  
• moved on to stay with a retarded family
  
• who kicked me to the curb when I didn't get disability
  
• stayed with an old friend of my from back in my DeVry days
  
• only to be pushed aside once again when her boyfriend became jealous
  
• moved on to stay with my crackwhore mother for a bit
  
• and left on my own when I grew tired of the scene
  
• turned myself in for a charge I picked up a few years prior
  
• spent a month in jail
  
• started getting my shit together
  
• only to be thrown out again...this time because the house got sold out from underneath us
  
• moved in with a few friends I was working with at the time
  
• only to get tossed out once more for jealousy issues
  
• went to a shelter to get my shit together (again)
  
• moved in with some people I met online at that point
  
• had to leave that situation when my boss tried to get me fired for his own personal gain
  (he wanted a friend of his to come work with him, so he made up shit about me an my co-worker to try an get us fired)
  
• I managed to save my job, however, by moving back in with my mother in a different state
  
• where I also took the time to settle yet another old fine of mine from several years prior
  ...AND NOW...
  
• I'm facing another very probably eviction yet again because of jealousy...against my own mother, no less
  

and as 'emo' as that might sound...if you go back and really really look these things through - MOST of the times I'm being tossed to the curb, and having to start all over again, is because of someone else


this isn't an excuse - facts are facts

• I didn't fuck up with DeVry
  
• I didn't bring upon the curb stomping
  
• I wasn't in the wrong trying to get my gun back
  (nor were the charges even re-instated until months later)
  
• I had nothing to do with the house getting sold
  
• or my boss trying to frame me
  
• or my step-father's current insecurities
  

but I have been tossed around for over a decade now

and I keep bouncing back
and I keep pulling through
and I press ever on

it just pisses me off that things that are beyond my control are continuously making life hell for me

and it upsets me that I can't ever seem to land the sort of job where I can do things entirely on my own

and I fear that as long as I *have to* rely on someone else (be it a roommate / family member / whatever)
that sooner or later - they're gonna fuck shit up for me to...just as it has always been in the past





and I know you're undoubtedly gonna tell me that I'm just trying to blame everyone else for my problems here, and that I need to man up to things and quit copping out with this shit...but I honestly don't see it like that

I try my damnest in every situation I've ever been in, and allthough I'll certainly admit that at least *some* of those were most certainly my fault (why didn't I fake a disability and let this woman take my check every month, just like she was doing to this retarded family that didn't know any better then to allow her to abuse the situation like that and only give them the absolute bare necessities while spending the bulk of their money on herself?...or why didn't I just simply allow my roommate to take my gun from me without so much as filing a report about it so that some drug lord could use it and get my ass busted cause the gun would've still been in my name?...or why didn't I just stick with the crackhead theme, and accept the fact that I'd be living in shelters while robbing gas stations an shit to support my habit ad infitum?) some of the choices were most definitely MY decision to make...but not all of em

and I'm tired of being thrown around by everyone that I reach out to for assistance



and I don't know how to do it on my own 

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Anonymous #1 said:
maybe it might help if I clarified a few things:

• ten years ago - I was going to DeVry to start a new life for myself
  
• I got kicked out because of my age
  
• the following year - I got involved in a different college
  
• dropped out when I lost my job
  (and I'll admit that that one was on me)
  
• so then I took on two full time jobs to pay off loans for both of these schools
  
• and got my ass whooped one night at random
  
• I then went to go live with a religious zealot relative (not by choice, mind you)
  
• and got thrown out when I didn't conform
  
• I then wound up with an ex-gang type roommate for a while there
  
• who threw me out after stealing my gun
  
• moved on to stay with a retarded family
  
• who kicked me to the curb when I didn't get disability
  
• stayed with an old friend of my from back in my DeVry days
  
• only to be pushed aside once again when her boyfriend became jealous
  
• moved on to stay with my crackwhore mother for a bit
  
• and left on my own when I grew tired of the scene
  
• turned myself in for a charge I picked up a few years prior
  
• spent a month in jail
  
• started getting my shit together
  
• only to be thrown out again...this time because the house got sold out from underneath us
  
• moved in with a few friends I was working with at the time
  
• only to get tossed out once more for jealousy issues
  
• went to a shelter to get my shit together (again)
  
• moved in with some people I met online at that point
  
• had to leave that situation when my boss tried to get me fired for his own personal gain
  (he wanted a friend of his to come work with him, so he made up shit about me an my co-worker to try an get us fired)
  
• I managed to save my job, however, by moving back in with my mother in a different state
  
• where I also took the time to settle yet another old fine of mine from several years prior
  ...AND NOW...
  
• I'm facing another very probably eviction yet again because of jealousy...against my own mother, no less
  

and as 'emo' as that might sound...if you go back and really really look these things through - MOST of the times I'm being tossed to the curb, and having to start all over again, is because of someone else


this isn't an excuse - facts are facts

• I didn't fuck up with DeVry
  
• I didn't bring upon the curb stomping
  
• I wasn't in the wrong trying to get my gun back
  (nor were the charges even re-instated until months later)
  
• I had nothing to do with the house getting sold
  
• or my boss trying to frame me
  
• or my step-father's current insecurities
  

but I have been tossed around for over a decade now

and I keep bouncing back
and I keep pulling through
and I press ever on

it just pisses me off that things that are beyond my control are continuously making life hell for me

and it upsets me that I can't ever seem to land the sort of job where I can do things entirely on my own

and I fear that as long as I *have to* rely on someone else (be it a roommate / family member / whatever)
that sooner or later - they're gonna fuck shit up for me to...just as it has always been in the past





and I know you're undoubtedly gonna tell me that I'm just trying to blame everyone else for my problems here, and that I need to man up to things and quit copping out with this shit...but I honestly don't see it like that

I try my damnest in every situation I've ever been in, and allthough I'll certainly admit that at least *some* of those were most certainly my fault (why didn't I fake a disability and let this woman take my check every month, just like she was doing to this retarded family that didn't know any better then to allow her to abuse the situation like that and only give them the absolute bare necessities while spending the bulk of their money on herself?...or why didn't I just simply allow my roommate to take my gun from me without so much as filing a report about it so that some drug lord could use it and get my ass busted cause the gun would've still been in my name?...or why didn't I just stick with the crackhead theme, and accept the fact that I'd be living in shelters while robbing gas stations an shit to support my habit ad infitum?) some of the choices were most definitely MY decision to make...but not all of em

and I'm tired of being thrown around by everyone that I reach out to for assistance



and I don't know how to do it on my own 

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