Do you need someone to talk to, user? Some advice? A place to talk about your problems and not be judged?

Do you need someone to talk to, user? Some advice? A place to talk about your problems and not be judged?
In that case, I am here to satiate those needs for a bit. Vent away.

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who are you and why do you do this

That's an interesting question. I wonder what my motivations are exactly, too. Perhaps to help others, or perhaps to alleviate my own boredom. Maybe a mixture of both?

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Professors and classes are shit. like we spend 4 god-forsaken years of our lives working, and paying to get some useless piece of paper (because god knows it's not going to help us get jobs in todays economy!) all because we were sold into the lie that this shit was all worth it to get some shit white-collar job. I should have gone for trades out of highschool this is bullshit the constant stress over grades and paying for shit. like WHY THE FUCK do we do this? why do we let them force us to pay 10s of thousands of dollars for literal stress?! you know, I can sympithize with people who kill themselves during college because there are times during this bullshit of a thing that even I contemplate yeeting myself off a tall bridge. I mean they even go on in this god-forsaken place about how bad I am because I have this "original sin" of whitness! like Oh I'm sorry I thought you said we were all equal but now *I'M* the problem because of my skin color? This is a load of bullshit and I don't know why I put up with it. Jesus...
And i can't even get good grades...

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Why would you want to help others on Sup Forums of all places and not, let's say, your local community or peers.

I can understand the frustration of people giving you a hard time about being white (since apparently that means you benefit from invisible, intangible factors that hardly actually ever make themselves apparent, and you'll always be given a hard time about something that you don't even benefit from or doesn't even really exist.)

But you're doing SOMETHING that's worth doing, which is getting a degree. As someone with a degree themselves, I can certainly say that getting a job IS easier than someone who is without one completely.

Do not see yourself as an idiot. You're miles above most people simply by the effort you're putting in.

Sup Forums is eccentric, and I'm already pursuing other avenues in real life to help others.

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I have to get rid of my cat, and it fucking sucks.

Why is that, user? I'm sorry to hear that. I'm a fan of cats myself.

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thank you

Eccentric huh? Sounds more like you'd want to alleviate boredom moreso than help.

Because he pounced on my son, and my wife completely overreacted. He doesn't have any scratches or anything. Someone abused and dumped him a little over a year ago. By the time I found him he was starving, missing most of his fur, and had a broken tail and foot. It took months for him to even come near me. Now he sits on my lap. After all that, I've got to get rid of him.

I hate myself, I hate how I look, I hate how I act, and I feel trapped living a life I don't want to live. The only thing I value in my life is my bird.

I'm tired of being used, I don't deserve this shit, why am I the one taking this abuse

I lost my virginity at 22 to a skeevy, but kindly escort in a seedy motel room. Am I wrong to feel a sort of weird ambivalence at my action? On one hand, I feel relief that my virginity is gone, and the awkward, fumbling encounter broke me in. And did enjoy the encounter as a whole, in spite of my nervousness.

On the other hand, I do feel a degree of shame. That I have partaken in something that my family, and probably most other partners I will encounter will find rather low and disgusting. And unbecoming of a person of my reputation.

It’s something I’ll probably have to lie about for the rest of my life. And that bugs me. Logically, I know that greater and perhaps more outwardly good men have done similarly in the long span of history. But reconciling such an action to myself is strange.

That's certainly possibility. Anyway who claims to do something for entirely altruistic reasons doesn't realize that there is a degree of selfishness always included.

That's very unfortunate. I can understand your wife being concerned for the safety of your son, and there's always a danger of a wild animal. But by now I feel it'd have been domesticated. Is your wife absolutely determined for you to get rid of the cat?

What about yourself do you hate, or how you act? Those things can be worked on and you can, as hard as it sounds, *stop* hating yourself. It just needs work and commitment. You can be, though, some one you are proud of being.

Who are you being abused by?

I'd say don't feel too much shame about it, but take solace in the fact that you DO feel SOME shame. Other people have no sense of morality or values, especially towars more virtuous things like chastity or, well, having standards.

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She has been since he started showing up. She has nothing to do with him. I feed him and he lives outside. Her involvement with him is 0. But she loathes him. I don't get it.

Just everything. My body (I was once decently athletic, but now I'm a fat, injured piece of shit), my personality (touchy autist who doesn't always get limits), my fucking brain (smart but hates dping any work that I don't want to do, which is most of it.

Part of this I think stems from the fact that I just continue to keep getting hurt so many times (emotionally I mean, not physically this time) that I just get accustomed to feeling like I have to be responsible for it.

I hate my school, I hate my job, I hate my life.

Hey user, I've been thinking in depth about a certain idea that has my mind quite busy, and I hope your answer will be of some use to me.
What is your definition of Honor?
And don't be a faggot, don't search it on Google, think about it and tell me the first thing that comes to your mind.

Wait and see
When we're through
Boys will gladly go to war for you
With good fortune
And a great hairdo
You'll bring honor to us all

How do I get over wanting a gf

Focus on your job/career. Get a couple fat paychecks in the bank. Then realize that all that money is yours and yours alone.

another person is not going to lead to you feeling fulfilled. that feeling's gotta come from you.

Your wife sounds like she just needed an excuse to be able to get rid of the cat. I think you need to put your foot down and say she's being unreasonable.

First you need to fix the issues with your mentality. You admit you have some intelligence, so you should know that actually working hard would help fix your other problems. Your body will follow, your personality will follow.

Doing what is conventionally agreed upon to be moral, what you find moral, and sticking to your own values in a consistent manner.

Find more value towards yourself and continue developing yourself as a person.

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I came out of the closet as trans when I was 15, I'm now 21 and nothing has gone better, my parents went from straight up hitting me, hiding my doc's appointments from me, to sending me over 800km away from them so that "I could do whatever I wanted". No money, nothing from them, I became a club waitress, where some customers think they can grope me for some money, and all my coworkers think I'm a weirdo, kind of because I'm trans and because I've shown to have chronic anxiety, tried to become an adult at 18, and as for now all I've got is debt and a crippling depression. I've been trying to kill myself since I was 18, but I must be a dumbass to have failed so many times, the one time I almost got it I was technically dead for some time, and since I felt that peace, I only want that to be permanent

my mother is extremely emotionally abusive. she'll scream at me, claim my brother is better than me, use my religion as a weapon to try and give her gambling money, physically corner me in my room and loom over me, put her hands on me after I beg and warn her not to touch me, then I'll be forced to leave before I clock her.

She'll tell my brother lies and say I started the fight and no matter what I tell him he believes her. He thinks I'm over exaggerating or that I did something to make her that mad when in reality I'd leave before I start any conflict, and the only time I 'start an argument' is begging her to manage our money better before we lose our home. He blames me when she rags on him about how shitty of a child I am and says I should handle conflict better, but I can't let her think her abuse is okay and act friendly to her about it when she refuses to apologize or pretends she never did anything wrong.

She's brought me to tears for at least a decade and blamed me for 'playing the victim' whenever I cried. She would have loved nothing more than to get me locked up in a psych ward and threatened to get me detained for shedding tears because I was being 'irrational' after an hour and a half of being physically cornered and told what a horrible child I am.

I've never hurt her, never touched her, and never did anything to start any fights. But no one will believe what she does to me and I'm too young to move out. It just hurts so much that my own older brother won't even believe me. I have no one to tell, and we might not have a place if she continues to gamble.

I know it's only temporary, but I'm tired of making my brother suffer for her wrath against me. I just wish she would beat the living shit out of me rather than her emotional and psychological torture, I'd much prefer a punch to the nose than what I'm getting now.

You didn't tell me anything that I have already discovered by myself about honor, but I ask you to prove exactly that, just in case I was ignoring something important that I was missing. So thanks user.

Honestly, I give better advice

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which is impressive, because you're typically shit at it.

Work with best friend
Start being fwb with our coworker
Don't tell anyone
Best friend tells me he has feeling for my fwb coworker
What do?

Nah, I am still the most successful person here. I don't know why you all haven't accepted that yet

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I'm sorry to hear about your circumstances. The plight of trans person is always one to feel sympathy for.

But suicide is not the answer to it. Have you sought help, any sort of emotional support?

She sounds completely terrible. If I may ask, how old are you? I think it should be possible to somehow prove to your brother that on how she's behaving.

Anyway, I must now take my leave. If you all wish to continue the conversation you can find me through the following avenue:

Bernkastel#5639

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I mean, you're gonna create an HR nightmare with what's going on already

You have to tell your friend. Obviously the girl doesn't have feelings for your friend or she would be fucking him right now and not you.

What do you even get from not telling him? Just be clear you were fwb before he told you about his feelings and you haven't broken any bro codes

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I'm not sure how to fix these issues with my mentality. Every time I try to I always make it worse for myself.

my dude that's super vague, what's going on? let's walk through it.

By not telling him I get to continue the secret of no one knowing we're sleeping together which I feel is the path of least drama

It's an office job

So I was quasi-friends with someone that I was completely incompatible with, on any level. We had our moments, but about 3 weeks ago now, things reached what I would call an inevitable conclusion. What's done is done. The trouble is, I had another friend, who I miss, whose relationship with that person predates ours, and who ultimately prefers that person to me. Do you think there's any chance I could salvage that friendship, or is it time to just move on and forget the past two years?

The servers in FFXIV were fucking up today and I couldn't do my dailies >:(

I don't even really know anymore my dude. I just feel like I've been fucked up for years and can't be fixed. I've dislocated my shoulder, got multiple concussions, tore my labrum, and other various injuries, the recovery time of each helped get me started on the lazy path that has made me a fat fuck. I keep getting walked over and mistreated by both romantic interests and friends. I get routinely lied about, to the point where I don't think anyone really knows me. I get repeatedly harassed and manipulated by people who think they and their friends are hot shit and invincible. All of my relationships feel like they were cursed from the start. I'd kill myself but I'm either too laxy or too apathetic.

And that isn't even getting into my shitty boss and teachers.

Tell me more about these people, it's hard to tell from this angle

thanks for replying to three people and peacing out, OP
really seemed invested in your thread

Path of least drama? Dude, you tell him now and no one is going to find out. Why would he embarass himself and tell people he was crushing on that girl but found out you were banging her.

Whats worse is holding off for 3 months when he finds out anyway and causes a scene in the office for everyone to hear. I have seen it before

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This is why I am better. Only trust the nadeko poster

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Why was the word satisfy not adequate

My life is a sprawling shit show but at this moment that is what bothers me

Well, the one I miss, we had a pretty intimate friendship. We could talk about anything and we had some fun together, and they had the greatest pig. We met as part of the sphere of the other person, who I'd really rather not talk about. They used to worry about being lost in the background.

So what happened to make the friendship in such a state?

You definitely need better friends and a better social circle. They are CLEARLY holding you down. I'm very sorry about your physical injuries, but it's time to shake off the laziness and start becoming someone you, yourself, can be proud of. Start putting value into things you yourself can enjoy and feel good about, and you'll have to rely less on your social life to be happy.

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I'm pretty sure I have cancer and thinking about getting diagnosed and treated and stuff feels tiresome. Continuing to live in general does too, but the idea of dealing with this feels even moreso. I've been thinking it would be better to just not worry about it and let nature run its course, even though I know that's really foolish and ungrateful. I'm not sure if I'd have regrets later, that sounds like something normal people would have and I'm pretty busted, but maybe not as busted as I expect.

Nice taste in witches.

The thing is, user, that if you do not get treated if you *do* have cancer, you will certainly begin to suffer even worse consequences than just going through the tiresome motions of getting diagnosed/treated.

It seems hard, perhaps even something that isn't worth the effort, but the suffering that you would incur from not tackling your possible cancer would be far more severe. I'd say you get yourself checked up regarding it. It might not seem worth the bother, but it is; trust me, I had a family member who went through thyroid cancer without getting treated.

And thank you.

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I had a lot of anger towards the aforementioned individual. There was a third friend, who was as angry at the same person as I was. Our friendship was extremely volatile. There was a lot of venting and despair and other things. I kept getting angrier, they eventually became very uncomfortable with the direction things were going, and began worrying somehow this would explode. There was a pretty overt sexual tone that varied from time to time. At the end they said enough, I apologised, but by that point I think they were looking for an out and took it, and that's fine. As I said, I had no qualms about an explosion. I kept that all from my other friend. I didn't want to drag them into my rage; they have considerable anxiety. I can't try to pass it off as altruism though. I was just so mad.

So what were u both so mad about and why is the person u actually like not talking to you now

I don't know why they're not talking to me, to be honest. There are a few possibilities. It could be we were never actually friends and it was only our mutual participation in that social circle that tied us together. I hope it isn't that. It could be that I was refusing to talk to another member of that circle, and I'm being given a taste of that. I had talked about just vanishing before. If so, that's unfortunate, but I can understand that. It could be they've been strongly discouraged to ever speak to me again. I really don't know! I might never know. Maybe they'd never seen that level of rage in me before and it drove them off?

What happened the last time you talked to them?

Your mom still improving? Please just give me a chance to talk.

How do I let myself let others love me again?

How do I become a vampire

What?

Allow yourself to open up. Why is it that you think you do not let others love you? Too shy? Self esteem issues? High standards? You need to work in the root cause.

You can not become something fictional.

Anyway, I'm going to bed for now, user. Again, you can contact me through my above discord if you wish to continue our conversation.

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confirmed fag
if jews are real vampires are real

I gave up on everything a few years ago. After one miserable event and what followed I got weak and pathetic and started avoiding everyone that used to be my friend. Only keep in contact with two people now and the only reason is, one of them I have been friends with for 25 years and the other, she's too much of a good person to just go away.

Funny thing is I had next to no enemies. Everyone loved me. I'm not a dislikeable person, sincerely. I just avoid people. Stop talking to them. Because that streak of success was gone and I fell down a deep hole that put me in the hospital. And because I'm dishonest as dishonest can be. Maybe that's why they liked me, I hid my stuff too well. I don't deserve human company.

I have no IRL friends, and all of my online relationships fell apart. I started retreating back into my lonely weeb wish fulfillment fantasy game, and it plagues my thoughts almost constantly.

It kinda feels like i'll never find a fulfilling friendship.

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I have no confidence in talking to females whatsoever. I feel alone sometimes and think that no one out there actually loves me. I suffer from a massive inferiority complex that has been built on countless punishments from having "poor grades" in school (my parents would be made if I didn't get anything higher than a 95 on anything in high school, and even if I got a 92, they'll say "you should've gotten a 95 or higher"). Now it is that if I don't know something simple/ can't do something others can do, I feel useless. Never had sex, only got kissed once because of a Spin the Bottle game my brother hosted with people from his grade back then, never been in a relationship, can't lose weight since I have little time/ motiviation to do it, I just can't win.