Feels thread

Feels thread
Ill share my story
This is my first time do this

>be me, 12 when this story begins
>ive always been a pretty depressed kid since my mother died when i was in 3rd grade
>fast foward to 7th grade
>i hated doing work so my grades where pretty shit
>father never lost hope in me
>i meet this nice girl while getting lunch, lets call her Sarah
>start hanging out whith her
>turns out shes an 8th grader
>after a week we exchange numbers
>i tell her ive been having trouble with school
>she kinda tutors me and my grades start to go up
>i tell my dad about her and how she helped me
>hes proud of me
>its nearing the end of the year
>not allowed to attend graduation ceremony since im in 7th unless im invited
>she invites me
>we hang out after school
>she comes over to my house to play some games
>fast foward to next year
>shes now in highschool
>keep in touch and hang out as much as possible
>my grades are not shitty anymore
>school still sucks because she was my only friend but shes not here anymore
>comes graduation time
>she comes and sees me
>been crushing on her for quite a while now
>finally ask her out
>she says yes
>feelsgoodman.jpg

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good to here that user

Do you think you guys will be remembered when you died? Im not so sure anymore to be honest

>we hang out a lot over the summer
>go to six flags magic mountain and hurricane harbor a lot since we both have season pass
>got to the movies and watch a "scary" movie
>doesnt scare me but she get scared easily so most of the time she was holding on to me and closing her eyes
Freshman year of highschool was pretty boring so ill skip it to make this story shorter
>be sophomore now start taking ap classes
>grads start to go down
>dad sees this and says i cant see Sarah anymore untill i get them up
>start to focus more and bring them up to B's again
Cont?
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come on thread please dont die I would like some answers

please do user please do

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Testing, op here having posting troubles

>Faggot

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I think it depends on who we were and what we did
Fucking finally

>we hang out as usual
>start playing the overwatch open beta
>we enjoy it so we pre-order
>the day comes we pick it up
>non-stop playing for a week and slow down the next
>last week thursday i notice she looks in pain
>ask her whats wrong
>she just says she is feeling pain, doesnt say where
>take her to the hopital
>doc says she is slowly developing blood clots
>nothing big yet
>stay with her at hopital to take care of her

I'd never usually post in these threads but fuck it I've been constantly hating myself even though nothings wrong. Nothing makes me happy and I don't "trust" anyone in the sense that they actually appreciate me being there.

Meaghan, sami, I loved you girls like sisters and I wish you girls the best, I wish I would turn back time and redo it all, maybe you guys would still be here with me. I love you guys.

youtube.com/watch?v=QBCjZ0743w0

god damn, you sound just like me.

Sounds shitty but this made me smile user. I don't feel like i'm any ones actual friend but just that guy in every group.

I know that feel too well

It makes me happy to know i'm not alone

Ow

>Monday morning June 6th, she gets worse
>one developed in her brain
>no way to stop it, its growing to fast
>she begins to cry and grabs my hand for dear life, i start crying telling her to stay strong
>she turns to me and just looks at me
>she starts talking about all the good times we had
>when i won a her a giant teddy bear at the county fair
>our first date to the mountains because i never had much money
>my heart starts to race as i start preparing for the worst. I dont want her to die. Not like this. Not so soon.
>She sheds one final tear and she says her final words
"user, please help me. It hurts."
>I tell her to not give up once again
>in her sweet soft voice she says
"user, I love you so much. Dont ever forget me."
>she then goes brain dead, nothing we can do
>no brain activity, docs pronounce her dead
>I dont let go of her hand, i start crying my life out
>her parents start comforting me as they are crying as well
>Everyone in the room joins in aswell
>all these people i never really met just comforting me
>its doesnt feel right to me
>i dont understand, how could this happen so fast?
>news reaches the school in minutes
>go to school the next day even though my heart is in pieces
>all the other students that "knew" me and knew i was dating her give me some support
>i distance myself from everyone for the rest of the day to be alone

Fuck my life. I never thought this would happen. God dammit why, i miss her so much. It feels as if a huge chunk of me has disappeared, like it has died.

Im not sure how much longer i can go on, but ill miss you guys. You guys have always brought me laughter during hard times, even now though it hurts. You guys were my only friends besides her, although she never went on here, she probably appreciates what you guys have done for me. I feel like dying but i cant bring my self to do it. I dont want to, not yet.

anyways thanks for reading whoever did, i appreciate it

i left out some things we did while we where together beacusei didnt sleep yeasterday and its currently 3 am where i live so im really tired. I just felt like i needed to do this. Ill maybe write a longer version in the future.

>be me
>8th grade
>get along with almost everyone in the grade
>known for my humor
>develop feelings for qt 3.14
>let's call her Michelle
>cool as shit, enjoys vidya
>ask her out
>rejection.jpg
>word gets around I asked her out
>chads of all kinds start harassing me for it
>"Michelle isn't for you, kid"
>apperently comedians can't love
>it gets to the point to where I walk home
>she tells me she's sorry a few days later
>don't respond
>get fed up with it and attempt an hero
>get taken to depression/anxiety help center
>mom visits 3 times a week, 1 of 3 end up in her crying
>prescribed weekly therapy and antidepressants
>get moved to a different school in a nearby town
>hatelife.gif
>few months later, Freshman
>get phonecall
>"Are you the son of Kristina user?"
>she died in a car accident
It's been 5 years. Mom, if you get service up there, I love you. I'm sorry I wasn't as good of a son as I should've been. I'll see you soon, hopefully.

dont ever feel like you are alone, by doing so it just begins to get worse.

Fucking christ. When I say >it gets to the point to where I walk home
I mean >it gets to the point to where I walk home with a black eye
Feels at 4 am really mess me up

fuck man, im sorry

hug

It's fine. Just needed to get that off my chest.

I'm so sorry, OP. You'll see her again sometime. Just don't an hero, please.

>Be me
>2 years ago
>20
>Virgin
>work at a residential home
>Help old women go to bathroom..
>See her old saggy vagina
>puke.png
>realise that was the first vagina i've seen
>go home
>cry

thanks guys, as mush as i feel like being an hero, i wont its not my time yet. i still have some hings i need to do.

Alright, man. Again, I'm sorry. That was a feel like no other. Good luck out there, yeah?

thanks man,it just feels like im too yough for this to happen

I will never forget her
06-6-2016 this date will forever be in my memory.

anyways, i thinks its about time i go to sleep, see you guys later! Stay strong all of you who are going through tough times, never give up!

*young

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Sorry man, please can you give me a bit more detailed version of what you have seen, it's only for me to understand how you felt

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>be me, 17
>Lifesuks.jpg
>Alone
>have no love interest
>Wake up early from PTSD dream usually
>Have to go to school so early, cold & dark
>have no friends at school
>Get often bullied
>Depressed & can't be bothered to do work
>Always thinking to myself, wishing I were dead
>Go home eventually after seven hours
>Go home so late
>Find parents arguing again
>Parents talking about deforce
>Siblings are faggots
>Rot away in bed for next few hours
>Sometimes talk to my only friend (old school) who is a skitso
>barely see him often
>Wish i could an hero
>Cant an hero
>Made promise to good friend to stay alive to keep him alive. I don't ever want to break any promises
>Really wish I could an hero right now

Please not in my thread

Youre 17 you don't have PTSD, faggot

You're never too young to have a vietnam flashback

Its of my parents.

Eh, could have written it better, but I don't give a shit at the moment
>E N D M Y L I F E

wait i think i know you, is your name james?

Wot?

Did u fuck her when she was braindead ?

is your name james?

No m8, not even close

>ok

No, why would i? Im pretty messed up but not in that way. Plus right now isnt the time for that shit so please fuck off.

Friend or something?

yeah, i thought it have might have been him, because we both said we won't hero

user would have prefered not meeting Sarah? Or meeting her and facing what you are facing now?!

Sad day, OP. My heart goes out to you. But just so you are aware, it is June 6th, 2016
>June=6
>6th=6
>2010+6

>666

Yeah, that tends to happen

I dont regret meeting her at all, as much sorrow this has brough me, i dont think i would have lasted this long. She gave me so much happiness, so much excitement, so much entertainment, shes more than what i could have asked for. I dont regret meeting her at all.

Fuck

Yep, that struck me too, but we werent religious so i dont think much of it.

That's good, hang on to those memories, death is only natural man, we live, we suffer, we learn... I hope your pain can be eased, just know that we'll always have a feels thread for when its needed

I'm sorry OP, I truly am. I think all of us can reach out in here, other than the faggots who troll, who are most likely worse off than us. I have lost before, and my head hasn't been right for years, it just goes away and comes back. I think of horrible things happening to the people I love, it's like brain spasms of stupid shit. I can't be around my family anymore, planning to move out soon.

As for you?
Chin up brave user, the wound is still fresh, however you will walk the path of life forward. Don't make any mistakes, otherwise you'll regret like me. Spend time close to your loved ones, consult in your dad, pay your respects and mourn. You'll reach a point one day where you'll realise it's time to move forward, I assure you. In the mean time, my condolences go out to you, cherish the memories you've witnessed, they'll age with the years, but will be forever gold.

user,
I cried while reading this and i'm truly sorry but suicide will never take the pain away.
The only thing suicide does is disperses the pain to everyone around you.

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I'm so very sorry user. Things will get better.

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Seven hours isn't a long day. Fuck you. Now that that's out of the way;
I don't know much about PTSD or if you have it, but moping around feeling sorry for yourself or to "rot away in bed for next few hours" isn't going to do anything to improve your situation. Get over it and move on.
At seventeen years old you have so much shit you can be doing, if you have no hobbies, get a job. Working for a few hours a day, on anything (literally anything, fucking crochet would suffice) will give you at least a minimal sense of accomplishment.
Get off your ass user, we can't be lazy shitheads forever.

Thank you for sharing.

Write down your memories of her. All of it. While they are still fresh. Don't you dare forget her.

This one's a long one.

>be me in kindy, about 5yrs old
>develop crushes on 2 girls
>let's call them Laura and Holly
>at the end of the year drop crush on Holly because I was a superficial prick back then
>keep crush on Laura
>she was the only other person in the grade who could pronounce Yellow properly other than me
>a few years go by
>notice that she, my best friend and I seem awfully similar to Harry, Ron and Hermione (where I'm Harry and my sometimes-redhead best friend is Ron)
>she was pretty smart
>crushing for years
>worry that it might turn out like the Harry Potter books and Laura and best bro will get together
>dismiss thought
>another few years go by
>she and I went out a couple of times
>get really close
>actually considered proposing in year 5
>she starts dicking on my best friend for not being ultra-smart (he has self-esteem issues about his intelligence because of us, but he's a lot smarter than he lets himself believe)
>I start getting fed up with her
>get different crush
>Laura goes to a different state
>I graduate from primary school
>for a while I was alone, save for my best friend that she dicked on
>start high school
>new crush
>a year goes by of getting close to crush
>my 13th birthday party, best friend and Laura are invited over
>she's getting really close to my best friend, even sitting on his lap
>best friend approaches me when we went outside to grab pizzas
>we're both confused
>he thinks she likes me, I'm certain she likes him
>shit escalates between them
>me, my brother and their brothers were all so awkward
>my brother breaks it up by daring her to say "fuck you" to her mum
>she does it
>bro gets fucked over by my dad
>best friend leaves because it's getting late
>cue about an hour of Laura and I just talking
>she gets ready to leave
>before she goes I give her my Skype and my best friend's Skype since she asked for it
>she leaves, I go to bed
>next morning she shows up, drops off birthday card she forgot

Cont:

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Cont from above

>I'm half-asleep and surprised she's back since she lives in a different state now
>really awkward
>she leaves, doesn't seem to find it awkward
>I come to terms with what happened the previous night
>mfw my parents made me a third wheel for my birthday, to my two longest-lasting best friends no less
>a year passes
>reveal to crush I like her because I thought she liked me too
>turns out she had no idea she was leading me on
>she apologises and lets me down easy
>turns out she has a bf
>he's alpha af and compared to him I'm the retarded omega, not even a beta
>shit gets outta hand over the next few months
>her best friend goes through her phone, finds my messages
>she confronts me in a corridor and basically tells me to piss off and never speak to my crush ever again
>kid in year below that was tagging along starts grilling me
>mfw my secrets are at stake, and I'm just fucking shattered by it
>I talk it over with crush
>she's fine with me still talking to her
>I'm still worried I'm adversely affecting her since she's perpetually stressed
>over the next few months she breaks down in class a lot of times
>she even deactivates her FB for a day
>eventually her other best friend goes through her FB and blocks people or sends weird messages
>I find out the next day I got blocked
>luckily I managed to bury all the shit about my feelings under like 2000 messages filled to the brim with autism
>still, I'm blocked
>I notice she stops breaking down in class
>ohshit.gif
>eventually get around to asking her if her breakdowns were caused by me, tell her I don't need to be unblocked if I'm hurting her
>apparently she still breaks down, just more at home, and it's got nothing to do with me
>flashback to her friend telling me that crush thinks I'm nice and all but doesn't have the heart to tell me I'm breaking her
>doubt-and-concern.png
>fast forward a few months
>new FB account
>she hasn't accepted the request yet
>we barely talk anymore
Cont:

Fake as fuck

Cont from above
>now we only wave and nod in acknowledgement
>haven't spoken to her properly and without an ulterior motive since January
>skip back briefly by one year
>turns out Laura's mum's on the run
>her dad (now divorced) claimed that her mum took the kids and fled interstate
>he got on the fucking news about it
>best friend, family and I all can't believe a word the fat fuck's saying
>this is the man who brutally executed their bunny with an axe
>claiming that his wife ran away with his kids
>and that he's the good guy
>we're all choking
>news fuckwits are buying it
>Mum sends Laura's mum a message to check on her
>no reply to this day
>she never Skyped my best friend or me either
>idek if she's still alive
>I tell other best friend
>he tells me that what her dad's doing is illegal
>I plan to stop him but realise I'm powerless as a 13-year-old
>fuck.
>now back to before the jump backwards
>I managed to get back in touch with primary school friends
>half are cool, half are like actually retarded
>three girls that have been best friends since the beginning tell me they never hated me even though I was a massive prick back then and basically everyone hated me
>feels the best, man.
>Zuck Cuck strikes, deletes my account for having a fake name
>have to start all over again
>some people didn't realise it was me and blocked me
>still only have half my original friends list
>cri errytim
>mfw the Zuck Cuck made me lose all my friends for the third time
>mfw I got so close to my crush but failed miserably
>mfw I might've been causing nervous breakdowns in my crush
>mfw one of my childhood best friends could be dead
>mfw my childhood best friends and I actually became the trio of Harry, Ron and Hermione
>including the bit where Ron and Hermione hookup
>but wait, there's more!
>billymays.mp4
>contact a girl I see on the bus every now and then
>come across as a massive creep
>she got over it at first
>Zuck Cuck Struck
>new account, re-add her
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Cont from above
>turns out she posted a shit pic of me that I used as ID to her timeline
>she tagged her friend in it
>they're laughing at it
>she sees me at the bus stop one day
>she's with her friend
>she points me out to her
>I'm just standing there fuming
>that night I ask her to take down the picture of me
>I say it gently because I don't need any more enemies
>she blocked me
>I didn't even say anything to piss her off
>so far I haven't seen her again since then
>dunno if it feels bad or not
>kinda dead inside by this point
>I hide it by acting like a retard
>get talking to a girl that I keep running into literally everywhere
>one day she and I were sitting next to each other on the bus
>too tired to say anything
>notice her using the reflection in the glass to check me out
>finally, some luck
>apologise for not saying anything to her the next morning
>she says she was too tired for a convo too
>all is good
>about a week of this happens
>then she tells the dudes she hangs out with about me
>they start harassing me and shit like that
>I tell her
>she explains she has a boyfriend and he doesn't like her talking to me
>I shit you not, when I read that I heard the sound of creaking, falling, crashing and exploding in my mind
>she says she can tell there was nothing going on (oh fucking really?) but still thought it was worth warning me
>fuckwits are still harassing me
>even more of them join in
>I tell her
>she tries to keep it under control
>fails miserably
>I'm afraid to go out in public along my normal morning route now
>fuck.
>overhear rumours back at school about how apparently one of the girls likes me and we'd be a cute couple
>wat.jpg
>I'm an unfuckable dickweed, and she's a reasonably nice girl
>problem is my depressed friend at least used to have a massive crush on her
>he may still do
>I don't want to have to grab him and pull him away from the balcony again
>especially don't want it to be my fault
>mfw I look at my life

tl;dr tits or gtfo