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I hate my life...

My life is f****d...

But moreso about the present.


More than anything.

More than anything in the whole, wide, f*****g universe.

I don't know if ranting does help.

It always makes me bitter and wound up.

And I don't want to constantly relive everything crapoid in my life.

Give me a shady tree and the lotus position.

I think it's interesting how therapiests give unconditional support and love. My experience though is that the effect doesn't last. It goes away when the therapy ends. Sometimes I wish Anne wasn't in my life, then I'd finally be free to let go.

Every time I sit and worry about what I need to do, I feel worse and have less energy. Every time I make a little start, I feel better and have more energy. What about this pattern do I not find worth exploiting, ffs?

You are incredibly brave dcj!! ! Sharing this that you have experienced. Many people who has experienced rape or abuse never dares to talk about it. Men that has experienced rape (and you are not alone!!) has an even bigger threshold to get over to do so. I admire you for being so brave!

Ok... I'm glad I got to read it before you deleted it. None of it changes the way I feel about you

I'm in pain. Just the constant preasure inside

I think some of my pain is because I'm moving. Although I'm sort of sick of my landlord, there is still an attachment there I think. When he talked about putting paint cans into the apartment, later the same DAY as I'm moving, it hurt.

I'm thinking about buying a flower and give him, but I'm not sure. I think I owe him a thanks for the low rent which has made it possible for me to buy an apartment

So, customer service person, a customer has a complaint, and you would rather listen to the funny story your coworker is telling in the background? I was ready to express my displeasure, and then drop it, but you just bought your location an upgraded complaint to corporate.

Your excuses are stupid, and lies. It's patently obvious why you couldn't bother to call me before taking unwarranted action and possibly breaking my stuff.

And my stupid ex-neighbor has apparently moved back in with her abusive boyfriend, and brought her psychotic dog with her. I am so glad I'm moving.

Every time my mind goes back to thinking about what they did, I realize that these storage and shipping people are advertising a modern company, on demand, easy access, but they don't have that system. At least, they haven't communicated that to the people who work there. They have my number, they know my history, and I told them what I planned to do today, and they disregarded it. Well, they probably made a record and no one looked at it. They don't tell their people what they are advertising, so the people just show up and treat everyone like the lowest common denominator. They don't bother looking at what is happening, or think about the consequences for the customer, but do what is easiest for them. It's incredibly dumb, and totally predictable, and I feel disproportionately enraged about it. I won't even know if they broke any of my stuff until I unpack. Now, I'll have to do that a lot sooner than expected in order to file a claim. I guess I need to put it on record with corporate for later, in case something did get broken falling 8 feet.

They just don't understand how it is for me, and why should they?

And I'm not just going to shut up in this thread.

If I have no positive comment, I'll say nothing, and I was wishing for the best. I have no objection to this thread being filled with whatever people want, and I imagine my rants don't even come across as rants from time to time. Sorry.

But this is the rants thread for anyone who wants to come in and rant, and I'm going to rant in here all I like. If I wanted to rant in my own thread I would have ranted in it, and I have from time to time.

Everyone got so quiet in here, or so comforting, and maybe you were correct. I came to rant, and maybe have 'ranting buddies' or something. I don't know. I guess I might say comforting things if I weren't so aware of my many mistakes on that front. Do what you want. I'm just ranting anyway.

Rage, and more rage. At least I don't feel depressed...

I see a lot of long walks in my future.

Talking politics on here isn't helping. I find the study of aspie bullies fascinating, too. I know that lovely feeling of taking up the sword and shield well. Committing to the necessary delusional omissions full time turned out to exceed my delusional stamina.

I hope people aren't trying to save me. Save me for what? Enjoy me, enjoy the difficulties I bring, or leave me alone.