Art. I found some cheap acrylic glitter paint I bought a while back and I’ve been making sparkly erotic paintings. Some mixed media with mutilated copies of mass market christian books, random wooden trays. I have a bunch of leftover scraps of t-shirt from making yarn and other fabric remnants, so I make quilts.
In terms of personal outlook, nothing.
I wake up.
Space exploration. It feels like the one awesome thing humanity is doing right now. Also maybe the most important thing humans are doing right now.
Everything is cyclical. Its cycles all the way down…
Everyone dies eventually. Including the people I hate the most.
[email protected] and self-brainmanipulation
I don’t mean to sound ridiculous or facetious here, but honestly, absolutely nothing. Absolutely nothing. I have nothing to be hopeful about anymore. My best friend had been screwing me over for months. My family hates me because I’m gay. I hate myself for a thousand different reasons. Like, I don’t really have anything to be hopeful about anymore. I’m just waiting to die.
For what it’s worth, from one internet stranger to another, I’m sorry.
No one should feel so betrayed on all fronts. That’s awful :(
It’s how I’ve felt for a long time. Had a break with them as a roommate until I realized they were doing the same thing to me that everyone else was. Meh. I’m used to it.
While I feel everything you wrote in my soul and can empathize with almost every part, know that you are loved by an internet stranger. You deserve happiness, fulfillment, and peace. You are a work of art. Sometimes art is sad or depressing or horrifying, but even with those themes it is beautiful and impactful and moving. You are a work of art that always changes. Learn to love that art, learn to nurture it. Treat it like the masterpiece it is and put it where the world can enjoy it.
I’m here for you if you ever need someone to talk to. I’m not always the most upbeat person given — literally everything — but I’m happy to be a friend.
P.S. Thank you for all the content you share. You are a cornerstone of the fediverse.
Never going to love myself but I appreciate it. I don’t want to anyway.
Also good god… Those are a whole lot of upvotes. Thank you lol but I wouldn’t say I’m a cornerstone of the fediverse. Maaaaaaaaybe early early on but no where near it now.
I’m sorry to hear that for you. I hope you can stumble upon, create, or be gifted a life you feel is worth living. I hope you find a good reason to hope.
I just have a bad track record on trusting people. I thought I broke that recently. I was wrong. Combine that with that broken trust snowballing into severe financial problems where I might be homeless? I’m out of hope.
Hey, friend. Just remember that broken trust speaks ill of them, not you. And as for a bad track record, I find that the most trusting people are also the most trustworthy. Right now that’s pretty much all I know about you, but it’s enough to believe you’re making the world around you better. I don’t think your problem is trust, but rather being in a position where broken trust leaves you in an untenable situation.
I don’t know your reasons for hating yourself. Those belong to you. But whatever they are, whether they are valid or not, you don’t deserve hate. Hell, I wouldn’t waste my time hating anyone — hate has never solved a single problem. Give yourself some grace and room to make mistakes and improve. And then to stumble and do it again. We all have.
No lie, part of life is just luck, and for that part I hope yours is good. But the rest of it is in your hands, and those sound like decent hands to be in.
I appreciate it, but it’s all based off of only a small bit of information that you’re aware of. I suck. I hate myself. I have a reason to hate myself. I have almost no value for the rest of humanity in general. So while I do appreciate it, it’s not true for me.
Evil destroys itself. Even if all good is destroyed it can be relearned and rebuilt as it exists in our hearts
It had only been 14 minutes when you took that screenshot
Still funny
yea
Not to lie, basically nothing. I’m struggling really bad.
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Hey, talking to a counselor or a therapist can seriously help. Even just having someone to bounce thoughts off of, totally worth it. Please consider it.
I need a job. I’m eating less to afford housing. This isn’t a case of “my life is fine and I have feelings”. I don’t have family willing to help me.
I’m hungry and worried about becoming homeless, again. Talking to people does not help me or make me feel better. I’ve tried, I paid a lot of money for therapy, and they all failed me.
OK, that’s fair. Without info it can be hard to tell what type of “shit is bad and I need help” you’re in.
I was homeless as a kid, and I hear you on that fear. Like you know that at least it’s probably survivable, but also total shit and being constantly on edge and miserable. Especially with shit family. I’m sorry there’s nothing I can do to help you. I won’t try and pump you up unnecessarily, but at least it sounds like you’re trying to think through your options rationally. Keep trying your best, it’s all any of us can do.
Feel free to vent or send a DM any time. And hey, at least I just saved you $100 in garbage pretend therapy.
Idk where the user above is, but mental health is just so fucking expensive in the US. I have a good job, but it’s hard for me to stomach a $150 bill for each appointment (average price I’ve found). I’ve started and stopped quickly after so many times because it’s really hard for me to rationalize draining my HSA account for something that might never end up benefiting me.
Weed, lexapro, and playing guitar. And that quote from Samwise
My wife flashing me when we’re alone for a moment.
Be sure to flash her back!
I work at a college and young adults are far more accepting of each other.
