/feels/ - Advice & Venting

I did the quiz multiple times and ever since I was 16 I got the same answer - INTP (logician). this personality type isn't very common for women and is predominantly men, which makes me feel even more like an outcast.

Most people don't really like me and I don't really enjoy their company either. That's sad but I have come to accept it.

Anyone else just accept the fact that they'll never have a husband and kids? How do you cope?

Why do people get married only to cheat or divorce? Shouldn't they know if they're happy to be together BEFORE they get married?

most women are deluded when they think they meet a good man. all my life i've never met a good man. until i met this one. his behavior was akin to Jesus Christ. it seemed as if it was physically impossible for him to do anything which even mildly inconviences anyone, let alone hurting anyone. as for me, it seems like i am physically incapable of doing anything but hurting people. to cut it short, he absolutely did not deserve what i did to him. i met him online and within less than a month of dating i got blackout drunk and cheated on him. like an idiot i talked to my friends about it because i cant keep my mouth shut about anything. i talked to my best friend about it and what we decided was since it was so early on and i genuinely saw a future with him i should just move on from it. forget about it. so i didn't tell him. we kept talking.

we decided we wanted to see eachother in person. he spent $5000 on a plane ticket and an airbnb for 25 days. i started birth control- the Opill, 3 days before he came. the first 2 days were heavenly. then on the 3rd night we shared a bottle of vodka together. i was doing okay until i put on his boxers. i was reminded of what i had done to him. i grabbed a kitchen knife and started to cut myself in front of him. i cut my neck. then we went to sleep. the dream was over. over the course of the next couple weeks i just wanted to stay in bed all day. i kept arguing with him over the tiniest things. it was like i was constantly on edge. he said it felt like i was never actually there, never "lucid enough to have an actual conversation with." we only had sex a few times because he said he could only have sex with someone who he felt loved him and he didnt feel like i loved him. we didn't go out a lot, not a lot of "cute dates…" we went out to fast food joints a few times. then he broke up with me. he said we could still stay friends and he could keep "taking care of me" but we couldn't have a romantic relationship anymore. he said i should leave the airbnb for a few days. my best friend, who lives nearby where we were staying, asked for his discord tag because "he's a foreigner trapped in an airbnb alone and we (her and her roommate, an acquaintance of mine who also knew what i had done to him,) want to be there for him incase anything goes wrong." then i left to go home.

then it gets worse. basically to cut it short they told him i have something to tell him and i threatened suicide over it. i video cPost too long. Click here to view the full text.

I LOVE RAGEBAITING IS SO MUCH FUN LOL. its funnier when they actually fall from the bait and insult me back. I get my daily serotonin from dumb people that believe everything on the internet LOL

I'm a NEET in my late 20s and I hate myself.
I hate that I pity myself, that I crave sympathy, that I want someone to save me, that I crave affection and male attention. that I am too much of a coward to kill myself, that I exist, that I am here.

I am fat, ugly and black. I only hate being black due to the racism otherwise I don't really care. I greatly hate my body more. I hate how I was subjected to (what my brain says) mild emotional abuse directed at my body that I couldn't put it past me but used that as extra fuel to continue to hate myself. physical abuse and whatever else but not anything actually having such a low and violently sad mind like mine. I have never been strong enough in any aspect to get over this pathetic narrative about myself, I in fact adopted it myself and subjected myself to years of overthinking and negative talk resulting in no self confidence or self esteem. I deeply feel remorse for my younger self but have no grace for my present self. I wish to end my life and start again or simply poof out of existence.

It's sad to realize that my life has no merit nor meaning. That my words will continue to fall on deaf ears including my own and that I will be stuck like this because I simply do not like nor care for myself enough to try.

It is truly pathetic and I have no one to blame but myself.

Not being strong enough to say fuck you to a stranger is one thing but not being able to tell it to yourself is just retarded. I couldn't actually ruin my life because I am too much of a pussy to go all the way into the deep end, the same goes for the other side, attempting to reverse whatever I have done to myself.

I must be a poser, a faker to have these thoughts and feelings yet the lame experiences attached to my life that to me, doesn't validate such a strong emotional and mental reaction. There are and always will be people who have had horrors happened to them, what is my excuse? That I was never picked in school? That no boy ever liked me? That no person ever truly took the time to notice me? lol. How pitiful.

I am truly sorry to those who ever had to come into contact with me. To those who may even read this until the end lol. I wish I could be pathetic enough to lose this life that was put upon me without a feeling of pain or suffering yet, I can not. I can't. I can not do it to myself or by myself. Pain and suffering should be something I deserve I agree but I am too much Post too long. Click here to view the full text.

>be me, le schoolgril
I feel the boithirst in my bones, but I look around me and the dating scene seems postapocalyptic
Practically every boy in my program and in the social milieu I've fallen into (I'm a passive-type Pokemon)
- literally has an Instagram account and actually uses it
- either already has sleeve tattoos or is budgeting for them
- is unironically trying to looksmaxx or this-maxx or that-maxx or doing some other modern horror from TikTok
- has no dreams and no personality and either wants to be some kind of influencer or youtuber or smth, or pour his entire person into some soulcrushing desk job and have no other interests aside from killing beers, watching sportsball and slaying sloots

Some boys have approached me but the average quality is in the pooper, e.g. one guy on my res floor has this creepy radar for upset females, literally every time some girl is crying he shows up to give unwanted hugs and follows it up by asking her to coffee, he's transparently following some reddit guide to dating for manlets and it's so cringe and awkward, especially since I'm a femcel and I have a hard time saying no and hurting people's feels even when they probably don't have any

The worst thing is that the dating culture now seems so mercenary, everybody's on swiping apps and I feel like so much online brainrot has lurked through them into real life, everything is so contrived and hypercompetitive and awful
I feel like there is no love out there anymore because people have had it burned out of them by the brain-frying 5G death rays that come out of any phone with Tinder installed on it

Many grils seem to be able to give boys a shot and then move on when they prove to be loosers, but that doesn't sound like me, I'd probably end up crying for the rest of my life over some guy named Gary who thinks having a favourite flavour of vape is a personality trait

So wat do ladies, do I just an heroine or spend the rest of my life spending my NEETbux on Hello Kitty Island Adventure furniture, watching my mom's Gilmore Girls DVD's and cryibg?

im a disgusting loser. no friends no romantic interests. every girl i talk to ends up having a bf, ends up just being queerbait, or is just an overall evil thing. what do? disgusting femcel life. thats all there is to this post. nothing more in my life than that. xd.

22yo autistic girl diagnosed at 16. up until last year i never thought anything of it. that it was just some stupid label given by the doctors to label me as difficult and stuck up.
but now it seems my autism diagnosis wasn't actually a lie. i never had friends that i could get along with like other kids since i was 5 until now. people talking hurts my ears. i didn't really like any of my peers, they were always too outgoing and bright for me. they always did unsoliticed physical contact that made me so uncomfortable i ended up not leaving the house for the next few days. for some reason i cannot handle theatre audio systems anymore. i have to wear ear plugs just so i can watch movies on a big screen in film quality. everything sounds too sharp, like nails on a chalkboard. i cannot maintain eye contact with my psychiatrist and my therapist while talking. i talk staring at my hands while i fold and unfold the paper with my queue number on it (i bought a fidget cube so i can stare at my hands doing useless shit for as long as i need, paper degrades too easy). making exaggerated facial expressions like other people has gotten impossible. (people have gotten worried because my face is unmoving while i interact with them)
i feel like myself in high school where i hated everyone because i couldnt understand them for being so excited and so loud. now im in college and i can understand them more due to reading more philosophical/psychological topics on the human mind. but no matter how much i fucking "nerd out" i can never be truly human and day by day i feel more and more detached with humanity.

i'm turning into a sociopath. the more i have to make myself acceptable to society the more i feel like i am disappearing. this sucks. what if i really disappear and when i do have a chance to be a mother to a daughter, my rhetorical daughter will hate me for being so emotionally flat/empty/dead inside?

say that my dreams of raising a daughter better than my parents raised me will never come to anything. it'll hurt and i'll cope with that but, there are some days i feel so detached and not myself i have this slight unease if i murder family. i already hate my parents so i feel like they'll be the victims foremost if i do lose myself. but what i'm scared of is being so far gone. i commit murder in catatonia and get assessed in court in a catatonic state. no longer human, no different than an animal.

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