The depressing post

[GrizzlerBorno]

OT: ...I can't grow a proper beard. And I can't grow a moustache at all. There is literally no hair growing below my nose.

See, i was reading this Thread going "HA! Suckers, My exams just finished and now i have No obligations but waiting for my college app documents and playing New Vegas.

Then I read your post and went "Goddamn it me too."

OT:

Spoiler: Wanna hear a sad story?

A couple years ago my father's friend fell ill. He needed surgery (Cardio-Bypass if i remember right) but it was a risky procedure and they all knew it. But it was his only shot. So on the eve of his surgery, he sat down with my friend, and had a good long talk, ending with "You know this may be the last time we speak, right?" "Yes, I know." replied my friend.

The next day, he went into surgery and didn't come out. So my friend escorted him to the graveyard, lowered him into his grave by hand, as is the duty of the eldest son, threw the first fist of earth and watched as his father was buried. Then an hour later, he took a bus across town and sat for one of the most difficult and important examinations of his school life (GCE Pure mathematics O'level, if you're curious), an occasion that can scramble a student's brain, on the best of days.

Wali, wherever you are man (incidentally, 6 blocks away from me), hats off to you.

 

[Evil Alpaca]

Just after Christmas, my grandmother had to go to the hospital. Although my grandmother had lymphoma, it was in remission and treatable. The doctors initially thought her lymphoma was coming back as an aggressive form that wouldn't respond to treatment. However after weeks of testing and retesting, my grandmother hit the long odds and apparently had developed a second type of lymphoma which the doctors assured us had a 99 percent survival rate. However the following weeks showed that my grandmother was part of that 1 percent. She passed away last week.

 

[Kadoodle]

I know this may sound lame, but I just discovered a massive cyst/pimple on that area of skin above the crack and cheeks of my ass, and I'm feeling depressed, because I just finally got a plantar wart removed. From my hand. And I finally got rid of the eczema on my ass...I'm so sick of always having a blemish on my body...I just want 1 month where I don't have eczema or warts or pronated ankles cold sores or cracked skin or ANYTHING. I want a normal body for once.


I wash regularly, I eat healthy foods; I don't deserve any of this.




As for a truly sad story...


My history teacher was a cool young guy. He had an awesome sense of humor, and you could communicate easily with him. He played videogames, and when I would have a gaming argument with tasteless friends instead of doing classwork, he'd always join in, usually on my side. He was a happy go lucky type of guy, and really fun to be around.

And then his father died. It destroyed him. His personality took a sharp turn; he became more aggressive, started giving us extra homework passive aggressively...his sense of humor died, and he never really changed back. And when he wasn't angry, he was always deeply depressed, searching for something to help him...he would hang around the music groups and choirs after school just to hear the music...just to take his mind away from his insane misery...poor guy was so sad.

 

[Kadoodle]

My cat hates me.

Knowing cats, he probably loves you. Cats love through their hate; they're very convoluted creatures.

 

[Chefodeath]

Man, these posts aren't depressing, they're trivial. Triviality stacked upon triviality. This entire thread just seems kind of corny. This depresses me.

 

[TriggerOnly]

I'm going through the same thing. I wouldn't say I love her though. But she keeps sending mixed signals. Really annoying and depressing especially since she has a boyfriend >_>

That my friend is what we call a tease. Now and then when chicks feel like they don't still have it they send out some signals and see if they get a ping once they know the signal is resived they go stelth mode, untill they wake up and feel a bit ugly that one morning. and around comes that signal you were waiting all that time for.

Yeah I know she's screwing with me. I've stopped sending flirts back and just taken a friend stance. Its a really shit position to be in though. God damn this topic is depressing >_>

Good work OP. Now I have to start a happy topic and make it more successful than yours just for revenge >=]

Its a crap position coz you wish it could be somthing its not, not that I know her its just she sounds like one of the many many many tease chicks who are just using you to reasure them selfs. Look at it this way even if you do get the chick is she really the kind you want to be with ? there are loads of hot/unique chicks in the world.

And yer this thread killed my natrul high I was on.....was feeling awsome but eh cant say OP didn't warn us

 

[spartan1077]

Nothing depressing to say. Although this thread makes me laugh...especially that cat story. Is that depressing in itself?

 

[General BrEeZy]

im just a loner. i cant really do anything either, my hands are tied by not having a car or a working bike to visit people with.
so i get on the computer...
that, and the xbox wont read games, so i cant play online. thats why im buying my own xbox with the built-in wifi, then i can just go to my room and play with friends until i get a job. then i can insure an old car and get going out with girls.

 

[Duskwaith]

I helped my girlfriend get over being raped multiple times by a peadophile ring. We spent two years togeather before she told me on valentines day that she only loves me as a brother and not as a lover.

And thats after i bought her an expensive boquet of flowers and give up X amount of my life for her.

 

[Outright Villainy]

OT: ...I can't grow a proper beard. And I can't grow a moustache at all. There is literally no hair growing below my nose.

Just for clarification...you are a man, right?

If you are a woman, or not past puberty...I'd not worry so much about it.

Actually, I wouldn't worry about it at all...saves time shaving. Unless you are going for the unshaven action hero look.

Or you know, a manly beard, because all real men have beards.

Haha, I'm saving that picture! Beards are indeed awesome, it's gotten to the point where if I ever shave, I'll feel really uncomfortable for days, until I get some face fuzz back. I need mah beard...

Ot: I have tinnitus now, which means I can't go to lectures, and having conversations is really difficult, and the ringing never stops.

Ever.

 

[Baldry]

Spoiler

Everyone in the apartment complex I lived in knew who Ugly was. Ugly was the resident tomcat. Ugly loved three things in this world: fighting, eating garbage, and, shall we say, love.
The combination of these things combined with a life spent outside had their effect on Ugly. To start with, he had only one eye and where the other should have been was a hole. He was also missing his ear on the same side, his left foot appeared to have been badly broken at one time, and had healed at an unnatural angle, making him look like he was always turning the corner.

Ugly would have been a dark gray tabby, striped type, except for the sores covering his head, neck, and even his shoulders. Every time someone saw Ugly there was the same reaction. ?That?s one UGLY cat !?

All the children were warned not to touch him, the adults threw rocks at him, hosed him down, squirted him when he tried to come in their homes, or shut his paws in the door when he would not leave. Ugly always had the same reaction.

If you turned the hose on him, he would stand there, getting soaked until you gave up and quit. If you threw things at him, he would curl his lanky body around your feet in forgiveness.

Whenever he spied children, he would come running, meowing frantically and bump his head against their hands, begging for their love.

If you ever picked him up he would immediately begin suckling on your shirt, earrings, whatever he could find.

One day Ugly shared his love with the neighbor?s dogs. They did not respond kindly, and Ugly was badly mauled. I tried to rush to his aid. By the time I got to where he was laying, it was apparent Ugly?s sad life was almost at an end.

As I picked him up and tried to carry him home, I could hear him wheezing and gasping, and could feel him struggling. It must be hurting him terribly, I thought.

Then I felt a familiar tugging, sucking sensation on my ear. Ugly, in so much pain, suffering and obviously dying, was trying to suckle my ear. I pulled him closer to me, and he bumped the palm of my hand with his head, then he turned his one golden eye towards me, and I could hear the distinct sound of purring.

Even in the greatest pain, that ugly battled scarred cat was asking only for a little affection, perhaps some compassion. At that moment I thought Ugly was the most beautiful, loving creature I had ever seen. Never once did he try to bite or scratch me, try to get away from me, or struggle in any way. Ugly just looked up at me completely trusting in me to relieve his pain.

Ugly died in my arms before I could get inside, but I sat and held him for a long time afterwards, thinking about how one scarred, deformed little stray could so alter my opinion about what it means to have true pureness of spirit, to love so totally and truly.

Ugly taught me more about giving and compassion than a thousand books, lectures, or talk show specials ever could, and for that I will always be thankful. He had been scarred on the outside, but I was scarred on the inside, and it was time for me to move on and learn to love truly and deeply. To give my total to those I cared for.

Many people want to be richer, more successful, well liked, beautiful, but for me?I will always try to be Ugly.

OH GOD THAT WAS SUCH A BEAUTIFULLY SAD STORY...To bad it most likely ain't true.

Anyway my depression stems from the girl I was falling in love with has said "lets be friends" Whoop-de-friggin-do.

 

[similar.squirrel]

Spoiler

Everyone in the apartment complex I lived in knew who Ugly was. Ugly was the resident tomcat. Ugly loved three things in this world: fighting, eating garbage, and, shall we say, love.
The combination of these things combined with a life spent outside had their effect on Ugly. To start with, he had only one eye and where the other should have been was a hole. He was also missing his ear on the same side, his left foot appeared to have been badly broken at one time, and had healed at an unnatural angle, making him look like he was always turning the corner.

Ugly would have been a dark gray tabby, striped type, except for the sores covering his head, neck, and even his shoulders. Every time someone saw Ugly there was the same reaction. ?That?s one UGLY cat !?

All the children were warned not to touch him, the adults threw rocks at him, hosed him down, squirted him when he tried to come in their homes, or shut his paws in the door when he would not leave. Ugly always had the same reaction.

If you turned the hose on him, he would stand there, getting soaked until you gave up and quit. If you threw things at him, he would curl his lanky body around your feet in forgiveness.

Whenever he spied children, he would come running, meowing frantically and bump his head against their hands, begging for their love.

If you ever picked him up he would immediately begin suckling on your shirt, earrings, whatever he could find.

One day Ugly shared his love with the neighbor?s dogs. They did not respond kindly, and Ugly was badly mauled. I tried to rush to his aid. By the time I got to where he was laying, it was apparent Ugly?s sad life was almost at an end.

As I picked him up and tried to carry him home, I could hear him wheezing and gasping, and could feel him struggling. It must be hurting him terribly, I thought.

Then I felt a familiar tugging, sucking sensation on my ear. Ugly, in so much pain, suffering and obviously dying, was trying to suckle my ear. I pulled him closer to me, and he bumped the palm of my hand with his head, then he turned his one golden eye towards me, and I could hear the distinct sound of purring.

Even in the greatest pain, that ugly battled scarred cat was asking only for a little affection, perhaps some compassion. At that moment I thought Ugly was the most beautiful, loving creature I had ever seen. Never once did he try to bite or scratch me, try to get away from me, or struggle in any way. Ugly just looked up at me completely trusting in me to relieve his pain.

Ugly died in my arms before I could get inside, but I sat and held him for a long time afterwards, thinking about how one scarred, deformed little stray could so alter my opinion about what it means to have true pureness of spirit, to love so totally and truly.

Ugly taught me more about giving and compassion than a thousand books, lectures, or talk show specials ever could, and for that I will always be thankful. He had been scarred on the outside, but I was scarred on the inside, and it was time for me to move on and learn to love truly and deeply. To give my total to those I cared for.

Many people want to be richer, more successful, well liked, beautiful, but for me?I will always try to be Ugly.

Thank you for posting that. Really.


OT: My partner may have acquired a new one.

 

[Nocta-Aeterna]

Spoiler: A message form Indie Kevin

 

[Brainpalm]

I cut myself, and I not long ago made a half arsed attempt at suicide, due to family troubles, and school troubles.

I hate my father. He was abusive and just a general dick. But he has been kicked out of home. Which is just as bad as good i guess.

I also believe I'm going to fail Year 12(this year) and thus not get into Uni because I fail at English. Even if I get A Grades in my other subjects (Physics, Chemistry and the two hardest Maths) I will probably not be accepted.

I have no direction, no goals, no anything in my life, I only want to go to University because it seems to be my only option, and it's what everyone else is doing. I hate just about everything, and though i have friends, I spend most lunchtimes listening to music and ignoring them. I contemplate suicide all the time and find no reasons not to, besides the obvious fact that it will hurt others. I never thought my life would come to this...

 

[freakydan]

I cut myself, and I not long ago made a half arsed attempt at suicide, due to family troubles, and school troubles.

I hate my father. He was abusive and just a general dick. But he has been kicked out of home. Which is just as bad as good i guess.

I also believe I'm going to fail Year 12(this year) and thus not get into Uni because I fail at English. Even if I get A Grades in my other subjects (Physics, Chemistry and the two hardest Maths) I will probably not be accepted.

I have no direction, no goals, no anything in my life, I only want to go to University because it seems to be my only option, and it's what everyone else is doing. I hate just about everything, and though i have friends, I spend most lunchtimes listening to music and ignoring them. I contemplate suicide all the time and find no reasons not to, besides the obvious fact that it will hurt others. I never thought my life would come to this...

THATS NOT THE ANSWER AND YOU NOW IT THERE IS SOMETHING OUT THERE FOR YOU AND IF YOUR GONNA JUST MOPE THAN YOU WILL GO ON WONDERING FOREVER!NOW YOU GET YOUR ASS IN SCHOOL AND YOU LEARN LEARN LEARN THAN YOU GO LIVE LIVE LIVE THAN YOU GO EFFIN LOVE LOVE LOVE DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME YOUR GONNA HATE YOUR SELF EVEN MORE IF YOU END IT ALL!NOW TELL ME WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU GONNA DO DAMMIT!?

That's...that's not how you respond to something like that. Yelling at someone makes them feel like they've done something wrong, which only makes things worse. Ease on the breaks and off the caps.
Brainpalm, I'm sorry to hear about your troubles, but I'm glad to hear that you are taking other people's feelings into acount. I had a friend who committed suicide in late December, and it's one of the worst feelings in the world to suddenly realize that a good friend or family member was in that much pain and never said anything. My thoughts are with you.

OT: In college, I was madly in love with my girlfriend, I would do anything for her, and frequently gave up entire weekends with my other friends to help her through her own emotional issues. When we broke up, and she told me that she had never been happy with me and that I was a controlling asshole, I turned to writing to keep me from going off the deep end, and really wrote quite a bit of stuff I'm very proud of, and have recieved some pretty impressive praise for.
It's been nearly five years since the breakup, and I'm ready to move on. However, I seem to have the habit of falling madly in love with women who see me as a friend, or a brother, or some other purely platonic figure. To make matters worse, I haven't been able to write more than a couple pages in a year and a half, and I have no idea why. I've started filling the gap with excessive amounts of video games, which I know is unhealthy, but I'm having a harder and harder time giving a shit.

 

[nunqual]

I'm going through the same thing. I wouldn't say I love her though. But she keeps sending mixed signals. Really annoying and depressing especially since she has a boyfriend >_>

Well if she has a boyfriend I wouldn't try to court her dude... Then you just come across as an asshole.

OT: I'm pretty optimistic, so it's hard for me to think of something... Let's see, I think my girlfriend is a hypochondriac, and I can't do anything except enable her further.

 

[Xcelsior]

My Parents are probably going to split. They haven't got on for a long time so I can't say I'm not surprised. I'm old enough to know it's not my needs they need to be considering but primarily their own, but it still saddens me.

Edit:

last night one of my best friends got incredibly drunk and started taking swings at me for no apparent reason

and this sint the 1st time this has happened

That happened between 2 friends of mine, they haven't spoken to each other since.

 

[Timberwolf0924]

Only sad thing in my life right now, I failed a math test.

Oh yea, also had my girlfriend currently leave me for another woman.
Who I introduced her to, because I wanted a threesome (luckly I got it)

 

[Andalusa]

Was recently told I was a stupid, pathetic, selfish ***** for being depressed. Saying things like that really help improve my condition.

 

[amazinglettera]

My girlfriend keeps hogging the big TV... ;_;