/doomer/ doomer thread

/doomer/ doomer thread.
Comfy edition. Throw your sob stories and your isolation.

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shameless selfbump

How fucking pathetic of you to have to bump your own thread.

Fitting for a doomer thread innit?

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>be me
>teenager
>always been good at women. Or, good at getting laid at least.
>realize almost all the women who cheated on me did so with the most disgusting hog creatures you could imagine
>think its something wrong with me
>ask a few of them years later
>get the usual victim status bullshit from most
>eventually one calls late at night drunk
>"user. You cant understand. You were making me believe in things I know cant be real. I had to show myself that I could"
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I'm 27 and have a family now. But I've had trust issues ever since. Especially around fat, ugly bastards
>MFW I turned into a fat ugly bastard out of self neglect and I'm just now trying to fix ir

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this. is . a. pathetic. thread.

OP here this happend to me ffs

wow i feel for you my man

ok, time for crying out loud
>be me
>always liked to meet new people around nightclubs, pubs etc...
>generally found it easier to establish contacts and friendships
>anyway
>one night notice a girl
>9/10 in retrospect
>plsnopublicboner.jpg
>offer to buy her a drink
>night goes on and we end up making out and exchange contacts
>mind none of us is piss drunk by this point, just slightly buzzed
>goes on like this for a while
>eventually her answers just become more dull and disinterested
>after that she stops responding to any attempt to contact her
>never see her again
>dunno what the fuck went wrong
and thats pretty much it

>pretty easy life
>retired at age 30
>still though, I like to drink
>on weekends I drink and have fun
>I know that all the connections I make with people are false, and I'll wake up not caring
>I have plenty of good friends, but every weekend, I hope for something fun and interesting, and while I have fun in the moment, I never create new connections

Y'all doomers need baked beans

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know that, worst is the feeling that this time it might turn out different

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I know the feeling. I haven't made a new friend since 2017, and it kind of wears on you. Not that I'm not grateful for the friends I have, but I feel like this is it, ya know?

them baked beans

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I've almost made it out. I keep falling back into self-loathing and then drinking to get out of my own head.

>be married for 6 years
>be in military, fairly successful
>move to very isolated place without spouse
>we have both cheated on each other since we were together at a very young age
>any hope for marriage falls apart
>loses one of the most important people to me (woman that had stuck by me for long time - not spouse though)
>drinks
>drinks some more
>drinks during the day
>caught drunk on duty
>demoted
>near divorced
>leaving the service in less than a year
>have plans but zero motivation to pursue them
>need motivation, but cannot find it
>all my good relationships ruined by my drinking, all hope for future nearly lost

"user, why not stop drinking?"

I don't want to face my own mind, deal with my circumstances, or think about all that I've lost.

"user, why not an hero?"

I refuse. I believe in hope for my future, but I just cannot for the motherfucking life of me get out of this slump I'm in. Find enough self-discipline or motivation to even care.

Don't worry Noah 7344, everything will be all right

Maybe someone else in the same boat.
I'm F______ 5332. Guess the military has a way with some people.

Ironic, too, since I enjoyed my initial contract. Jumped out of planes. Was in the best physical shape of my life. Kicked in doors. Second contract marriage fell apart, everyone walked away, and I'm in Bumfuck, Armyville.

*In my second contract with the military, my (only) marriage fell apart. Lack of punctuation made that seem way fucking worse.

I'm 28. Have an Associate's of Science and Bachelor's of Science, and I want to go to graduate school up north. Tri-state area.

I just... I feel like everything is gone though. My close friends. The woman who I truly loved. Even my current job. It's tough, and for the first time, I relate to the doomer.

I was always self-motivated. Driven. In control. Now it's hard to even want to get out of bed. I want to move forward. I really do. I just can't find drive or immediate hope.

im sad a lot because of sad things happening and im sad

Right boys, so:
>21
>faggot dated a trans man
>Physically assualted said ex
>cant forgive myself
>drink to forget
>work to drink
>smoke like a chimney
>Used to be apart of a racist skinhead group
>Daddy issues
>white middle income family
>too pussy lipped to commit (after several attempts)
>Sad because i have zero plans that are my own and nothing makes me happy

am i a doomer?

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Pretty much sums up Doomer. But hey, I know you Chads and Karens of the world have the best life. Me? I'm just in a rough spot at 28 years of age.

Show bobs

i wasnt joking tho

22 years old
Don’t know what to do with my life
Anxiety
Never even hugged a girl, only have one friend.

Sadly user, you are, but you're close to being an hero as well. Don't go long into that darkness, sweet prince.

If you want to talk, let me know. I'll drop my email. I think just positive support and a desire to move in the right direction is something we could both use. And I know you want to move in a right direction. As do I.

I appreciate it, but everyone ive encountered is unable to provide any help, talking only opens old wounds. ive been in therapy for almost 10 years (early next year) and ive just kind of accepted that death is imminent

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Other user listed name and last 4. I'm not about to do that. That isn't my gender. Just first initial of name. I'm a 28 year old man. But I can show you my hairy bobs.

My bad, Yea Forumsrother. I thought you were being a sarcastic asshole who came to poke fun. Ironically, most "Doomers" aren't incels. A good deal of you have had plenty of intercourse. We're just at a bad place in life.

I wish more people understood that.

sure show hairy Bob's, maybe ass too?

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All I can say is that one important lesson I'm learning right now is acceptance. Yes, I still drink. Yes, I've been to rehab. Yes, I have a psychiatrist. But the lesson I learned that helped me let go of the woman I had loved so dearly was this: I fucked up badly. I hurt. It's ok to feel pain and sorrow. I made things worse by not accepting the loss of her and went to great lengths to get her back. Still, she never returned. And finally, finally when I accepted that and my circumstances, I felt better. But I'm still struggling with depression.

I need climbing gear to get out of the hole I dug.

>Age 28
>Working good job and making 6 figures
>Have lost interest and motivation that I once had
>Don't feel like being social
>Plenty of chances to fuck but even that feels like too much work to me
>Can see right through everyone's fake show of happiness and outgoing attitude
Is this it guys ? Don't know if I'm going insane or moving to woke level

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Famous philosophers have said that its naive to think that lifes purpose is happiness: our only purpose is to self sustain the human race. we are a cancer. and i for one want to leave this doomed planet on my own terms. i will be the one to decide.

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The longer you stay like this, the closer you are to becoming a doomer. It'll lead to depression, then finding a way to escape that and your thoughts, which will result in you being worse off overall.

Just try to get outside. If you're in a city, you're lucky. Be around people. Even if you don't talk. Stay away from bars. It'll lead to the inevitable.

I'm in the middle of nowhere. I make 54k a year. No six digits for me. You have plenty of opportunity to put the brakes on right now. I'm in limbo right now. I just hope limbo doesn't result in a permanent loss of hope, drive, and motivation.

Of course. Happiness is fleeting. Even the pursuit thereof is pointless. The goal is to find purpose. A purpose outside of yourself and your own mind until finally you find the motivation, drive, and courage to move forward and pursue that purpose with reckless abandon.

But oh God, that seems so difficult right now when I've been pursuing this purpose for so long, but everything in my life fell apart right at the next step. So I wait. Until that drive comes or I let this shit swallow me whole and I'm ready to take a permanent nap.

>Be 16, in high school
>Had a clique of 10+
>Be present me, only talk to two of those from high school
That's all I really need anyways, fuck having a surplus of friends.

Calm down, I'm sure dad will be back with that pack of smokes so he can resume molesting you any day now.
Faggot.

I honestly don't know how a bitch can cheat with a fat ugly bastard.
...On the flip side I did have 1 chick cheat on her man with me and I'm a fat ugly bastard.
And she was good looking too.
Tall, thin, cute face, tight body, even tighter pussy.
But she was only like that because her father had fucking her since she was 4 and somewhere down the line she developed a fetish for fat ugly mexican guys. And also she was a total slut.
So I doubt it's the same thing.
Still, I'll never forget how this one attractive af girl would cheat on her bf for an ugly fuck like me.

+1

Another thing I like about you Yea Forumsastards. All of us are so apathetic that being assholes is easy.

Appreciate the response bro
I live in NY - I was grinding away since 2015 to reach to this stage but not sure why webt wrong along the way. I lost contact with friends - made new ones but I don't even feel like meeting and drinking out anymore.
I agree with you on bar situation the whole shit feels like gimmick to me and I'm not one night stand kind of person so it altogether doesn't matter to me.

I would actually love to be in middle of nowhere away from these pretentious fucks I see every other day. Earning made no difference to my satisfaction.
Im trying to get hobbies for now but man the feeling keeps coming back. Every night I have one question that always stands out 'what the fuck is my life's purpose'
GG to you too bro!

i'm not really too sure what to say in my case. i'm literally just a stereotypical doomer, except i have a pretty bad chainsmoking habit and that i spent all my time playing videogames, don't really do anything else, really. but that's okay, it will genuinely come to an end; the end of a vicious struggle.

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Now she's dating(you guessed it) yet another fat ugly mexican and this guy is controlling her.
He won't even let her talk to other guys. And like the victim/fool she is she obeys.
Aside from the cheating we were pretty good friends, but now she won't talk to me, or her ex she cheated on with me, or any guy. Just because her new guy says no talking to dudes.
I've become apathetic because I keep getting shit on. I've done some wrong, who hasn't? But life seems to love shitting on me. You kinda become numb to it after a while.
Too depressed to wanna live, too pussy to actually kill myself.

Alot of it has to do with self-esteem and intimacy issues. Alot of it has to do with narcissistic personality.

I cheated too many times with attractive women, but I still cheated, and it was because I was so selfish and egotistical, I thought even my own shit smelled like roses.

It helped me continue that loop of narcissism when I could find another woman. It boosted my self-esteem. Long story short, in my final act of selfishness, I hurt myself by drinking to escape from the destruction I brought onto myself and the fact that I was physically isolated from everyone.

The road of selfishness always leads to the same end - destruction of any close, intimate relationships in one's life. Some are just sociopaths that never learn though. So they either commit crimes or become politicians.

Not only that but no attractive girl has ever fucked me since. I already had self esteem and self image issues but this sure as fuck didn't help.

I get that. It definitely makes sense.
And as a doomer(who lost a friend AND potential fuck buddy) it just makes me feel worse.
Like, I know I did nothing wrong to her but it hurts all the same. She'd have to have self esteem issues if she was a slut with that specific fetish.
But still, she was my friend.
And like, I get it but man. It just sucks.

I don't have any advice to give. We both know what we SHOULD be doing. Working out. Going out. Getting out of our own houses and heads.

But there's no motivation. Like, how was it some catastrophic event for you and I has led to such a spiral downwards? And how do I find enough motivation to even get out of bed? If you ever find the answer, let me know.

Anyone else who just wants to talk, maybe put our collective minds together, I'm the 28 yr old user.

Throwaway email is [email protected]
I check it a couple times a month.

This doomed faggot is still floating around

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You got it down to a T, user.
The only reason I'm the little bit productive is because I have kids.
Other than that I don't really do anything for myself and it's hard to get passionate or motivated to do things I like, like my hobbies for example.
I just wake up, deal with the kids, deal with life revolving around them, smoke/drink my brains out at night and go to sleep.
Too depressed to do anything else.

grow up dumbass and stop posting w*jaks.

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Email is posted. I can assure you I don't have any answers right now, but I do want to think together about putting an end to this shit and hear what goes on throughout your week to see if there's a common denominator.

I think, if I'm honest, the Doomer was created because we have too much time, we have too much information in front of us constantly, and we're hyperconnected without REAL fucking connections. This in turn creates a crippling loneliness, a sense of dread, a desire to just get the next day (which is why drinking works), and the cherry on top? A knowledge of what we need to do, with no motivation to do it, and a lack of courage to dig in deep.

I don't say that lightly. We're men here, after all. I just want an answer. "Just do it" doesn't work. Self-motivation was my watchword up until 28. I could tell myself "I'm attractive, smart, strong, confident." And it worked for so long. But it created a false narrative that when, if I'm being honest, was shattered by life, left me drifting in open water.

Big oof, hoss. I'm sure your life is infinitely better and you have the magic bullet for every giant encountered.

Enlighten us.

drinking won't solve your problems neither will you forget shit. take your life in your own hands

It does not.

Trust me bossman, the self-motivational, self-driven shtick is something I'm all about. Or was. But it could only carry me so far.

I just want to forget and make every day go by quickly. Until inspiration or God or something comes to me. An anonymous poster on an image board however cannot provide me that inspiration to "just get my shit together."

Hey guys OP here. I left the thread as I thought it wouldn't have any succes. You proved me wrong and this made my day legit. I'll greentext why I became who I am.\

>be me
>be born in Eastern-Europe
>be born with hypospadias (google on own risk)
>my dad was a alcoholic and gambler
>had 10 failed surgeries in my own country by the age of 7 yo
>had fistulas and stiches wouldn't heal properly
>each two days in the hospital the renewed the bandages
>the pain was insufferble
>at 6 yo dad and mom divorced
>biggest relief in life as they weren't fighting about money
>move to a better country
>mom found a step-father
>had two final surgeries (last one was at 8 yo)
>one to restore the damage in that happend homeland
>one to rebuild it
>it worked godspeed
>everythig worked as intended bu had horrible scars
>after one year my step-dad was sick of us
>i was just a kid with trauma
>moved out of the house with mom when i was 12
>at 13 started to do every drug I could (did everything besides meth,opiods and ghb/gbl)
>tried killing myself 3 times
>at 16 almost 17 i saw that i was frail and bad looking from drug abuse and my health was going downhill
>went to first rehab at 16 and turned 5 days in there 17
>happybirthday.jpeg
>relaped in weed and xanax (prescribed by doctor but was abusing it)
>went after one year in other rehab where i turned 18 there
>tried killing myself there twice because withdrawals where bad
>5 months and 9 days sober

This is my life Yea Forumsros

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I know this feeling, user.

I wish I could give you a hug bro.

thanks my user. i almost cried after typing this. i hate remembering that hell. atleast my memory is somewhat foggy after my drug use.... :)

I'm glad you're still here, OP.

I work in the field of Occupational Therapy, and a large part of OT is behavioral health. Despite knowing all the answers psychology has to offer, despite understanding what I need to do on a physiological level, I can't seem to find the motivation I once had. That drive. That zest. That zeal for life.

I understand that you've had a hard life, but know that I'm proud of you for staying sober. I'm trying to do that right now, OP. You are going to make it through this. I have fuck all answers, so I don't know how you will. But having enough discipline to stay sober? You at least have something inside right now that is guiding you. OP, push forward. I would give myself the same advice, but I just ignore it. Don't ignore this. You're a fucking champion. That's all I got for now. I ignore my own advice and drink and avoid my problems.

I think I should just add a few details as I forgot some shit.

>step-dad was psychologically abusive against my mom and would always ignore me
>never had a romantic life cause I always hated my scars

after my second rehab something in me just fucking snapped. I just didn't give a fuck anymore my goal was to finish school and get money as much as I could and start being a materialistic cunt in a world that had become so futile and a heap of misery. I love my mom and my best mate and fuck everybody else that judges me for who I am and what i did. they can suck my motherfucking cock.

Had a rough fight in school.
Someone started throwing books and one of them hit me directly into eye.
That's why I am one-eyed man now.
It's okay.

OP here, you guys just don't know how thankfull I am for you all for joining this thread. We will get thru this my lads we will get thru this... and never forget I love you guys

We know that, Yea Forumsro.

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:')

OP here brb I have to pick someone up...
keep our thread alive!!!