Tell me the saddest thing from your past, Yea Forums

>standing around outside the auction house in Org
>none of my friends play, no one from my guild has logged on in years
>see a Scarab Lord
>get all excited, run up and start typing him a message, see if we know any of the same folks from back in the day
>he logs and disappears in front of me before I could finish typing
>shed manly tears

Been a while since I've been to Yea Forums but unfortunately I have no where to vent anymore.

After 3 years of being constantly rejected, I find friends, get a life, and even find someone on a dating app. Fast forward, friends ghost me, girl from dating app ghosts me and says she just doesn't feel ready to date again. So essentially the story of my life (over and over again) when things are going good, get some lube or your ass is gonna bleed from agony.

nah i get where you're comin from man. it's all a cycle, but honestly don't focus on the bad times. just remember that the good times happened, and you're capable of making the bad times good. it just takes a lil bit of work.

>December 17, 2012
>Had Christmas concert at P-8 school.
>We plan to leave the next to visit family 1500 km away for Christmas
>December 18, 2012, 5:00 AM
>Wake up to my mom crying and screaming
>See what's going on
>Dad's on the ground, pale and unconscious
>We call 911 and EHS gets him to ICU within 20 minutes
>He had a stroke
>We visited him everyday, had Christmas dinner, and went to the hospital's church for Christmas
>Every time we see him, he gets better and better
>Within a week and a half, he's back on his feet, only need a cane to help
>December 28, 2012
>Mom got a call from the hospital
>Dad had another stroke
>Very serious, they airlifted him to the big city, about 200 km away
>This one's much worst than the first
>Mom goes to big city and stays in the hospital 24/7 to be with dad, siblings and I were at home (ages from 14, 12 (me), 10, 8, 6)
>Every 2 days, we go down to visit him
>In drug induced coma, because he continuously tried to pull out the breathing tube, IV, etc
>He's in stable condition
>ffw a week
>January 10, 2013, 9 PM
>Mom gets a call from big city hospital
>Dad's inner brain is swelling, squeezing the outer brain against the skull
>2 options; 1. Remove the outer layers, making him basically brain dead, confined to a wheelchair for the rest of his life, or 2. Take him of life support
>Dad wouldn't remember us, be able to do anything for himself, he would've hated it
>Mom chose 2
>Dad's best friend from his childhood flew in to say his last words
>Dad's mom and sister flew in to say their last words
>For the final hours of his life, we each got one hour of time with him alone (mom, siblings me)
>I remember when I was talking to him, about how great a parent he is, I could see tears rolling down his cheeks as he lays in the bed

>At 12:42 AM, January 11, 2013, my father passed away

graduation 75,6 in family bullied by older bro,3 graduations,,dad a boozer,ma goes to 2 bros graduations ( catholic grammar school,,nuns,old lady teachers)
goes to california for oldest graduation from college,
dad was loaded all day,no pals who had parties,no GF,sitting in kitchen in red gown,dad drinking,, for 3 hours,saying nothing,but hearing the clock on the wall tic toc,2 sisters show up
,oldest is married,,5 kids,tell her who is here,,no one, she brought chinese carry out,glad to get some food,sister goes into bathroom,,I hear,, sobbing,,, Oh my god,,,,what?,,,what kind of people are these?? hear her shaking,talking on the long phone extension cord from the wall phone,,,, says 'listen I won't be home for a while
I have to stay here hon No I;m ok,,his first graduation,,no one is here,,'
lesson,,,,,someone is out there closer by then you might think now,,,,, after graduation,,,, I got invited to spend a couple weeks with older sister & the 5 kid family,,,,hanging with them, playing games was restorative,, kid at dinner time formed a foot on her dinner plate with mashed potatoes,carrots,,she said to mom..'look ma,,,,,,, toes,,,,,,,,,,' funny rascally kids,,they save my life.

Shit man

Let’s just say I was shot, not gonna say when or where. Don’t wanna give too many details. But been depressed,anxious and a little post traumatic ever since. Did good amount of damaged. Can’t do the things I used to love.(psychical activities) Filled that void with another hobby, video games.
Very insecure about it still since ive gained weight, can’t move the same. Feel like nobody looks at me the same, still get girls, got a girlfriend now but I still feel very different. Can’t live life to the fullest , well that’s how I feel.

Comfort server

Get the pain out of your chest anons and tell us what’s bothering you

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dad almost killed me.

its all good now.

Drinking a bit more than I should. Pressure builds at work and I'm kind of missing simpler times.

I essentially fell into a WoW guildmate's lap a few years ago. A company I was prepped to work for ended up collapsing before it ever got off the ground, leaving me effectively destitute and on this chick's couch until further notice. She took the news well enough, and joked about getting rent out of me one way or another. She started hitting the bottle a little harder than usual, in retrospect, I should've guessed it was to get her nerve together.

Saying that I'm on the short side is an understatement. Genetic weirdness decided I should be under five feet tall, I guess, who even gives a shit. Suffice to say that I'm pretty easy to overpower, even for a fat chick who's had too much cheap whiskey and feels entitled to some dick for supporting me while I carry her on the server for a while.

She got forceful, one night. Staggered into my personal space while I tried to get out of her way in the kitchen. She got me pinned in a corner one evening, while I was cooking because it was all I could bring to the table at that point. Suffice to say that she forced herself on me a lot over the course of the next few months.

I grew intimately familiar with her intimates during that time. I don't know if fortune favored me or hated me, but she was one of those chicks who could get off from the same encounter three to five times, provided I couldn't get out from under her while she was getting herself off in that time.

I kind of miss her, now that I've gotten free from her.

God forgive me.

I'm 30 yo
I still live with my parents
I don't have any friends
I've never ever dated someone

> be me 2016
> drive with gf and argue while driving
> drive by a shop we need to visit, miss it because arguing
> pull in parking lot
> both look around while still arguing to see if we can turn around
> do it
> -- insert missing parts my brain deleted or probably sealed away --
> think I've been out for 2 seconds or so
> car not moving anymore, ringing in ears, strange numb feeling flowing through me
> look to right, gf talking to me
> can't hear
> feels like my left ear is wet
> touch it, hold finger to face
> no pain, just blood
> ears rebooted
> hear my gf talking again while still looking at the blood
> "that's gonna be okay. it's not that much. ain't a problem. let me just wipe that blood off you."
> my pupils where as big as if I've inhaled, snorted and swallowed every drug in the city
> can't process anything
> still looking at my finger while she cleans it
> someone talks to me from the left
> look left, car looks strange from the inside, window gone
> he says something to me, only thing I can remember is "stick out your tongue, let me see"
> processing for a few seconds
> start smiling very creepily
> gf says "no, like this" while sticking out her tongue
> processing for a few seconds
> showing th guy on the left my tongue
> I'm saying something along the lines of "dishgfauisogdaüj" (really, couldn't say anything but gibberish)
> firefighters cut me out of car
> ambulance drives me to hospital

> ff a few days in hospital
> skull on the left has been shattered into tiny pieces piercing my brain
> they got all of them removed
> replaced a big part of my shattered and now missing skull with some implant
> need to learn to talk again
> words seem missing, as if I've never even heard them before
> start becoming more forgetful every day

> ff to now
> most of the injuries have healed pretty well, even talking works okay again
> but I seem to forget everything
> don't know what I did yesterday, the day before, the week before
> on some particularly bad days I can't even remember what I did the last minutes
> don't know which date it is
> if I wouldn't have a phone with calendar and alarm, I'd forget everything
> living day by day because I can't remember what is planned and what once was
> lost so many memories
> somewhere along the road from the car accident to now I even ended the relationship with my gf from back then
> don't even know why anymore
> nobody knows, don't want to tell anybody
> all I do now is working, playing vidya, meeting some friends
> don't know why live
> even if I had a great life in front of me, I wouldn't remember it anyway
> whatever I may accomplish or do in the future, I would forget it all

Took me 30 years to learn how to wipe my ass properly so I don’t need to go back and wipe it a hour after shitting.

raped a chick once. will drop the story if people ask.

Drop it

not the right thread you terrible human

>Be 18
>Mom is abusing any pain med she can get since she broke her back a few years ago
>She drove to a circle k and tries to buy a pack of cigarettes
>Manager realizes she's having a stroke since she's acting confused
>Airlifted to the valley
>Makes a full recovery, no more opiate abuse
>Everyone's happy
>She starts to regress
>Back in the hospital
>Turns out she has a brain infection from stroke complications
>Doctor tells her 1 in 3 people pass away from it
>She's probably going to pass away soon and I can't bring myself to spend time with her

>im in the mood to cry like a bitch
Listen to the Moon theme over and over. It should do it.

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Im sorry user. I hope you have a good day and a better tomorrow. Love you Yea Forumsro.

>be me
>get to know this really cute girl
>likes to read a lot is super cute
>we meet on a friday and just hang out all day long
>at the end of the day I go in for Kiss like a Chad and everthing is fine
>greatday.jepg
>next firday she tells me she wants to talk
>says that she is asexual

been sad since this, she also told me that it wasnt he kiss that made her go asexual, but still I am pretty hard broken

cares about the quality of the humans on Yea Forums
kys manlet

No matter how sad you feel about it, remember just how happy he felt in his last hours. He died a proud, satisfied man.

this is possibly the worst thing i have ever done and i have never been the same since. i deserve to feel like crap but i did it and there no taking it back. so here i go.
>be me 18
>not quite a chad but no quite a manlet either
>used to smoke and drink from time to time
>had this neighbor girl who always came over and smoked my weed and drank my liq and never payed up
>always mean she never did anything to helps out ever
>she was such a fiend that shed even smoke the resin from my bong
>after about a year of supplying her i go tired of her using me
>so i tried hooking up with her a couple times
>we made out and she sucked my dick once
>but then she ended up puking on it beause she was stupid drunk and high on the marijuanas
> dont see her again for a week
>then shes texts me to come over
>say why the fuck not
>she comes over we drink and smoke abit
>ask her to suck my dick and she says yes but only after we drink some more
>we drink she ends up passing out on my couch
>at this point im fucking tired of her using me and my resources with no repayment
>so i start to strip her
>bend her over the couch and vent all my pent up frustration in her for about 30 mins
>cum in her (she was on birthcontrol)
>after i come reality hits me like a brick
>cry at the realization at what i had just done
>live like a neckbeard for the next 6 months
>gain 40 pounds
>live with the fear that shes gonna press charges with everyday
>feel so terrible i cant talk nor look at women the same way
>probably gonna kill myself soon

based

Lol Tyson sadboi

pfft, if she was that hammered and she sucked your dick, she probably thought she said yes to the sex too. Don't worry bout it bro, start working out again, get back out there. Fuck that cheapskate whore.

>have schizophrenia since I was really young
>it goes unnoticed because I was quite shy
>loud music always playing, from songs I recently listened to
>sometimes it's quiet and sometimes it's really loud
>start to forget things that are easy to remember
>thanks to that I have trouble when speaking
>my head feels like a raging fucking timebomb
>get lost in my thoughtS
>eventually when I woke up everyone from the class started looking at me waiting for an answer
>feel really dumb, ask what the question was again
>blah blah blah??
>I don't know...
>feel paranoid, think everyone in my class is laughing at me in silence and calling me a retard
>get angry, really fucking angry
>about to punch the life out of somebody
>start imagining killing everyone in class brutally
>I basically saw the colour "red"
>other shit like false memories happens
>family is questioning me when I ask them about something THEY said
>somehow it's false?
>start seeing black shadowy figures at every corner of every room
>had to deal with stress, porn helped me
>got severely depressed and had a lot of anxiety
>somehow people think I'm rude and cold all of a sudden

cont?

she did moan no at the beginning. then yes later... so maybe.

eh continuing anyway
>my friends at that time said I walked through corridors and mumbled random stuff
>start laughing at me calling me a dumbass
>start to feel angry but sexually frustrated
>wanted to fuck 'em until they squealed like pigs in heat
>got hard
>friends laughing more hysterically
>go to school bathroom
>masturbate there
>I came to the thought I had earlier
>open the bathroom door
>class was outside listening
>everyone was looking at me with a smug face
>everything goes downhill, feel out of control with my body
>start beating the shit out of one random guy from class
>people start screaming
>his face was a bloody mess by the end of it
>teachers came to the rescue or whatever
>looked at me like I was a monster
>got kicked in the head by one of the teachers
>knocked out
>woke up in a police car
>head starts hurting like hell
>everyone was outside looking at me as I went off to fucking somewhere
>cop says that I almost killed the guy
>lies, it couldn't have happened
>start waking up, class is looking at me with a big ?
>slept through most of the class
>got sent home
>this was my everday life
>eventually I got sent to a psychiatrist due to my bad grades
>parents was in disbelief
>turned out I had schizophrenia (shocker)
now I'm hungry bye bye

What's best to have on bread aside from butter, guys?

Maybe this will get more people attracted to this thread. I need an answer.

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With women, yes means no, but no means try harder.

I have an uncle who's schizophrenic. Rarely ever see him. Like once every 5 years or so. He says some pretty cool stuff that makes me wonder how his mind could have connected the dots to formulate that sentence. One time he told me, "Las Vegas is all star light in a shoe box!"

user everything is fine, this isnt a problem. I bet she didnt notice and even if she did she wouldnt care about this.

It's because Las Vegas is so shiny at night that it looks like a bright night sky. Ever seen Las Vegas during the night? No? Then search for images of Las Vegas during the night! But Las Vegas is smaller than we think, hence the "shoe box", since it refers to size. So you can say that it is a very bright city during the night but it's comes in a small size.

And shoes comes in sizes. Forgot to say that.

>be me, 2013
>dating girl since 7th grade, we were each other's first for everything, etc
>she tells me on a beach trip before senior year she's moving in less than a month and was scared to tell me
>mfw its from NC to OR.
>she leaves, I'm a wreck
>start dating another girl because my friends told me I needed to cheer up, etc, etc
>new girl was significantly abusive in multiplie ways, but I was heartbroken and retarded at 17 so I stayed with it for 8 months
> inally said fuck it and left her
>abuse changed my personality, I'm depressed and withdrawn
>ff to 2016
>find out that 1st girl killed in a car wreck, with her 2 year old.
>kids definitely mine, judging by looks, time range, last name
>wonder everyday if that was my daughter, why wouldn't she tell me
I hate living

There was no toilet paper...

The good news is, my fear of toilets has caused me to become bear grills. Living out in the woods, hunting the elders at night. Those who are too tired, I take them out of their toilets, and give them the time of their life, riding my elongated mushrooms to extacy.
I am an elderphile. Also, I like poop.

Just kidding.
And you better not be dissapointed, cause then you are really really fcked up xD

Good deeds ain't mean good rewards, regardless of what your life has become, you did the right thing and that's all that matters, be proud of yourself for that man, do not surrender

almost 40 it doesn't get any better. I've never been in love and i'm starting to have trouble getting aroused. :/ can't even do the thing i love anymore.

:/ um so how?