This happens more than people want to admit, and it can be sudden after a period of support. Like someone gets cancer and their SO sticks by their side until it gets stage 4, things get really messy and hard, and suddenly they're off starting a new life. My SO is a therapist and has seen it firsthand, it's gruesome and cruel.
While thankfully I have had nothing amputated (yet... but im diabetic), ive noticed that each of several partners over the years has just been abominable at showing empathy.
For example, if I tried to tell my current SO that im feeling a bit down she would absolutely get the shits with me and tell me how shitty her life is.
Theres something about kicking a dog when its down that some people just cant restrain themselves.
In hind sight, would it have been helpful for your partner to give you a few months to recover before leaving?
My best friend got cheated on and dumped after he got diagnosed with epilepsy. It took a year of fits (one in which he screwed up his back) to get the diagnosis, and it basically meant he had to abandon his career path of working in the police force as a detective and forensic analyst and switch to something different.
It also doesn't help that they both got sacked from a call centre whilst this was going on.
I have a bit of a story to tell about this particular question.
It's a question I asked of myself.
Brought on by my sister calling child protective services on me after my wife died. She left me. With four children, and I was in mourning and not dealing well.
It led me the ask the most painful question of myself. Am I a good father?
The answer was no.
I wasn't a good father. And I'm glad she made that call. It woke me up, and I changed everything around. Or at least, I hope so.
It was 15 years ago. It all worked out well. My kids grew up, well adjusted and loved, and we talk all the time. We've talked through what happened as well.
When I was being raped and tortured repeatedly by a younger male family member for over 2 years and cried for help, being told that it was something I imagined or made up to stir drama was extremely heart-shattering.
It didn't matter how much physical evidence I had gathered, nobody in my life would recognize the seriousness of the situation or even take the smallest steps to prevent the abuse from happening.
I was too afraid to call the cops because even my parents refused to believe me. I lived in a very rural town which likely never encountered a situation like mine. Nobody was on my side. My abuser poisoned my family and friends against me before/during/after the abuse, to make sure I had no one to go to.
Thanks. That was 10 years ago. I am making steady progress in realizing my dreams of helping others, but I still am struggling quite a bit even though I've made so much progress on my healing journey.
I have not been able to find a good fit, no. Being in a rural area and being on Medicaid complicates this.
I considered online therapy, but I experience severe video/phone call anxiety. In-person therapy is fine, but the facilities around here aren't trauma-informed/specialized in treating PTSD. They also don't know the first thing about adult autism.
I've tried a couple times regardless, but I did not feel comfortable sharing any of the sensitive details to them.
I would give them a few chances, like tell them about my biological sister (18 years older than me, career criminal, took my parent's identity more times than I can count, poisoned me with copious amounts of Benadryl over a period of time in my teens to steal from my parents, tried to suffocate me multiple times), but even sharing the smallest details did not inspire trust.
I've had therapists blame me or my anxiety for not being able to adapt to a hostile environment before I even was able to tell them 1% of what is actually going on. Acting as if I wasn't being rational when I told them how many difficulties I had. Acting as if I could just ignore and get along with my sister while living with her...
Most people can't fathom what I have been through. Since I present "normally" (i.e. mask), albeit with some level of visible anxiety, it makes it seem like things are not so bad to them.
I am seeking somebody, but I can't afford the people who can help. Maybe one day. I have given up on getting justice and the person who raped me over and over is still free.
I was sitting around a picnic table with a few friends and a couple new people we didn’t know too well. Someone had the idea that the new people go around and predict something about each of us, who they had basically just met.
One of them went around and said something super nice about each person, like “you’ll get that job you always wanted” or “you’ll have kids that will end up doing great things” stuff like that, kind of impersonal but nice generic predictions.
When she got to me she stopped, looked at me really hard, and said “you’re going to die, sad and alone.” There was silence for a few seconds and then most of us started cracking up, because we were sure she was joking. But when we stopped laughing, I saw she hadn’t even cracked a smile, and she looked me straight in the eye and said “I’m serious.” Then moved on and said something super nice about the next person.
This was more than 15 years ago and it hasn’t stopped bothering me. Needless to say, she and I never became friends.
Maybe another stranger's prediction will cancel it out?
Your final moments will be full of joy as you reminisce on a life well lived.
You will unfortunately, at some point, have an erection that lasts longer than four hours. You'll need to go to the E.R. for it, but it'll be fine and won't affect your overall health.
What the fuck? Were there so few participants that 3rd was a bad result? High school has four years, right? 4th, 3rd, 2nd, 1st place, seems to me you were on track.
What an absolutely awful attitude to have around children. Forget celebrating all you achieved, or the fact that you're clearly improving, it wasn't good enough after two attempts so just give up forever.
I don't know, man, at least you've had long lasting meaningful relationships. I have had peace, but never got to make a family. I figure, whatever you do in life it evens out more or less in the end. There's about as much happiness for everyone in a run. Maybe someday I might luck out and meet the woman of my dreams. We'll get a house, get married, have kids, a family together and a good life. But if that doesn't pan out, there's always hookers and cocaine.
"Grandma died during surgery". I didn't call her the night before because I thought it'd be awkward and I didn't acknowledge the risk of heart surgery.
My wife telling me that she can't deal with me anymore in November 2024. We were together for twelve years. TBH, I was also sore that Trump just won the election despite that Project 2025 was public knowledge, so I was super vulnerable already, and her departure pushed me into a long-term psychotic break.
I had been getting progressively crazier in the years leading to her announcement. My psychotherapist discontinued my service to go on maternity leave some years before and I had then moved to Sacramento. Then the COVID-19 epidemic hit, everyone needed psychotherapy and so they all stopped taking Medicare since their schedules were packed with better payers. And then they all burned out.
So I went without mental health care for years figuring I could deal better than those who are not used to being crazy. Evidently not so.
There are more factors. Her job in construction was going south so she changed jobs to a non-profit that helps victims of human trafficking (and is still brutally busy but is far more fulfilled by her work), and the income difference affected our lifestyle.
its happened a few times in my life so i dont have an exact quote. i always wanted to be a part of something bigger than myself, be on a team, make something with my friends, help someone with their dream, whatever. i was basically told "you have no skills and no ability to help, so you would only get in the way". it hurt so much to be deliberately excluded by people who i thought were my friends, to be told im worthless to them, im incapable of helping them. after a few of those i cant even bring myself to offer anymore, and no one ever asks. part of me doesnt see the point of living if this is how people see me.
This reminds me of my situation. I had always had an interest in investing and was interested in starting a business. So I spent a lot of time during my youth trying to get my family onboard. They never took an interest until it served my parent's needs. In 2012 my dad got himself fired and decided to take early retirement.
I suggested a real estate business to replace his income with rental income. I offered to move back home with my partner who was also down with a real estate business. The rents agreed and we made the move back to wonderful Wisconsin. Over the course of two years I found and set them up with a very lucrative stream of rental income in a still booming housing market. Then they decided my partner and I were no longer doing enough or working hard enough and they cut us entirely out of the business.
Anyway I don't talk to them anymore. Hope things are turning around for you.
Learning how to take advice from people you hate is a valuable skill. Be discerning, obviously, but coherent perspectives different to your own can offer a lot of value, regardless of your feelings towards that person.
“When we got together you were skinny and your hair was long.” After a long conversation about my looks changing over time. It should not be shocking that he, too, aged. Anyway yeah he left me for someone ten years younger…
What does in mean if they all just kind of sublimated into a baseline of shittiness that I can expect from people but no longer pick a single interaction? As soon as a particular incident happens it's just suddenly over and sitting on the pile with all the others. Like it's never any particular words that are painful, just people. Humans are painful to be around.
I hate to simplify it but it just sounds like you need a little human kindness. Like a hug, high five, whatever. Will probably be in SF sometime the week of June 7th (probably going to dandelion or whatever. School year ends, doing the annual recharge) if you need a pick me up let me know. Always glad to connect with a fan of one of my favorite bands
Honestly the fact that you'd offer means a lot. I'm not in that area, but I appreciate you. (Didn't realize Chanticleer is an a cappella group, but neat)
Oh yeah, they're a damn good group in San Francisco. I don't have the vocal chops to go for it anymore, but I have a buddy who gave a legitimate audition a couple years back.
My father and I already weren't speaking and we all knew that it was coming. But I was in my early 20s and not ready to not have parents anymore. We'd also always been super close.
I survived, she obviously didn't, and most people are fortunate enough to outlive their parents these days. But it's brutal to lose a loved one decades early.
Well that is very fucked up. Maybe we should pay teachers better to make it more competitive for the best and the brightest to teach our kids how to be normal and show them awesome shit instead. Like, we can have that.
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ExtremeDullard@piefed.social · 109 pts · 83d
When I came back home from the hospital after my amputation, my wife of 30 years told me she didn't sign up for this, packed up her things and left.
NABDad@lemmy.world · 53 pts · 83d
It makes you wonder what she thought she signed up for.
tomiant@piefed.social · 23 pts · 83d
"Aaand just sign the amputation clause here right at the bottom. That's it! You are now husband and wife!"
NABDad@lemmy.world · 25 pts · 83d
Covered under "in sickness and in health"
Snazz@lemmy.world · 7 pts · 82d
Till death do us part… except
Staff@piefed.world · 3 pts · 83d
grandel@lemmy.ml · 37 pts · 83d
As if you signed up for an amputation. What is wrong with people!?
turtlesareneat@piefed.ca · 33 pts · 83d
This happens more than people want to admit, and it can be sudden after a period of support. Like someone gets cancer and their SO sticks by their side until it gets stage 4, things get really messy and hard, and suddenly they're off starting a new life. My SO is a therapist and has seen it firsthand, it's gruesome and cruel.
tomiant@piefed.social · 15 pts · 83d
Motherfuckers starting second lives behind their spouses back and here I can't find a fucking bridge partner.
fizzle@quokk.au · 21 pts · 83d
Wow. Im sorry you encountered this.
While thankfully I have had nothing amputated (yet... but im diabetic), ive noticed that each of several partners over the years has just been abominable at showing empathy.
For example, if I tried to tell my current SO that im feeling a bit down she would absolutely get the shits with me and tell me how shitty her life is.
Theres something about kicking a dog when its down that some people just cant restrain themselves.
In hind sight, would it have been helpful for your partner to give you a few months to recover before leaving?
JigglySackles@lemmy.world · 2 pts · 82d
If your SO can't show empathy, that's a good indicator they aren't a good choice for a long term relationship.
fizzle@quokk.au · 0 pts · 81d
Wow thats so insightful. Amazing. You should write a book or something. Boom.
JigglySackles@lemmy.world · 2 pts · 81d
Nvm, you deserve them.
fizzle@quokk.au · 0 pts · 81d
Ooh sick burn. Im devastated.
JigglySackles@lemmy.world · 1 pts · 80d
Oh geez I'm so sorry I totally didn't intend that. I figured you'd take it without being a whiny cunt about it.
Korhaka@sopuli.xyz · 16 pts · 83d
I mean it's right there, "for riches and in health, till inconvenience do you part".
tomiant@piefed.social · 11 pts · 83d
Yeah, health. Not disease or amputation. It isn't covered by the contract. You need the premium plan marriage package for that.
Clbull@lemmy.world · 8 pts · 82d
My best friend got cheated on and dumped after he got diagnosed with epilepsy. It took a year of fits (one in which he screwed up his back) to get the diagnosis, and it basically meant he had to abandon his career path of working in the police force as a detective and forensic analyst and switch to something different.
It also doesn't help that they both got sacked from a call centre whilst this was going on.
tomiant@piefed.social · -6 pts · 83d
WOOF! What?! Holy fucking shit. I am sorry bro. THIRTY YEARS? No way. I'm sorry but I even find that a bit hard to believe.
Aarrodri@lemmy.world · -17 pts · 83d
PackeD HER things ? IM CONFUSED..
Smoogs@lemmy.world · 24 pts · 83d
what were you expecting? she packed his things and then left?
Aarrodri@lemmy.world · 3 pts · 82d
Lol I'm an idiot.. I'm my head he left.. so was very confused why he took her things..😂😂😂
tomiant@piefed.social · 1 pts · 83d
Nice of her to pack my things I guess but now I have to unpack them again. Kind of redundant if you ask me but it's a nice gesture.
Crackhappy@lemmy.world · 69 pts · 83d
I have a bit of a story to tell about this particular question.
It's a question I asked of myself.
Brought on by my sister calling child protective services on me after my wife died. She left me. With four children, and I was in mourning and not dealing well.
It led me the ask the most painful question of myself. Am I a good father?
The answer was no.
I wasn't a good father. And I'm glad she made that call. It woke me up, and I changed everything around. Or at least, I hope so.
neidu3@sh.itjust.works · 31 pts · 83d
How long ago was this, and how are things today? Username doesn't check out, I hope?
Crackhappy@lemmy.world · 23 pts · 82d
It was 15 years ago. It all worked out well. My kids grew up, well adjusted and loved, and we talk all the time. We've talked through what happened as well.
SharkWeek@lemmy.blahaj.zone · 10 pts · 82d
hydrashok@sh.itjust.works · 9 pts · 83d
Depends on the kind of crack. Maybe he’s a plumber.
M1ch431@slrpnk.net · 59 pts · 83d
When I was being raped and tortured repeatedly by a younger male family member for over 2 years and cried for help, being told that it was something I imagined or made up to stir drama was extremely heart-shattering.
It didn't matter how much physical evidence I had gathered, nobody in my life would recognize the seriousness of the situation or even take the smallest steps to prevent the abuse from happening.
I was too afraid to call the cops because even my parents refused to believe me. I lived in a very rural town which likely never encountered a situation like mine. Nobody was on my side. My abuser poisoned my family and friends against me before/during/after the abuse, to make sure I had no one to go to.
SharkWeek@lemmy.blahaj.zone · 19 pts · 82d
W98BSoD@lemmy.dbzer0.com · 13 pts · 82d
Even though I clearly had nothing to do with it, I’m sorry.
SharkWeek@lemmy.blahaj.zone · 13 pts · 82d
W98BSoD@lemmy.dbzer0.com · 10 pts · 82d
Even though I clearly had nothing to do with it, I’m sorry.
M1ch431@slrpnk.net · 11 pts · 82d
Thanks. That was 10 years ago. I am making steady progress in realizing my dreams of helping others, but I still am struggling quite a bit even though I've made so much progress on my healing journey.
SharkWeek@lemmy.blahaj.zone · 7 pts · 82d
M1ch431@slrpnk.net · 2 pts · 82d
I have not been able to find a good fit, no. Being in a rural area and being on Medicaid complicates this.
I considered online therapy, but I experience severe video/phone call anxiety. In-person therapy is fine, but the facilities around here aren't trauma-informed/specialized in treating PTSD. They also don't know the first thing about adult autism.
I've tried a couple times regardless, but I did not feel comfortable sharing any of the sensitive details to them.
I would give them a few chances, like tell them about my biological sister (18 years older than me, career criminal, took my parent's identity more times than I can count, poisoned me with copious amounts of Benadryl over a period of time in my teens to steal from my parents, tried to suffocate me multiple times), but even sharing the smallest details did not inspire trust.
I've had therapists blame me or my anxiety for not being able to adapt to a hostile environment before I even was able to tell them 1% of what is actually going on. Acting as if I wasn't being rational when I told them how many difficulties I had. Acting as if I could just ignore and get along with my sister while living with her...
Most people can't fathom what I have been through. Since I present "normally" (i.e. mask), albeit with some level of visible anxiety, it makes it seem like things are not so bad to them.
I am seeking somebody, but I can't afford the people who can help. Maybe one day. I have given up on getting justice and the person who raped me over and over is still free.
SharkWeek@lemmy.blahaj.zone · 2 pts · 81d
BertramDitore@lemmy.zip · 48 pts · 83d
I was sitting around a picnic table with a few friends and a couple new people we didn’t know too well. Someone had the idea that the new people go around and predict something about each of us, who they had basically just met.
One of them went around and said something super nice about each person, like “you’ll get that job you always wanted” or “you’ll have kids that will end up doing great things” stuff like that, kind of impersonal but nice generic predictions.
When she got to me she stopped, looked at me really hard, and said “you’re going to die, sad and alone.” There was silence for a few seconds and then most of us started cracking up, because we were sure she was joking. But when we stopped laughing, I saw she hadn’t even cracked a smile, and she looked me straight in the eye and said “I’m serious.” Then moved on and said something super nice about the next person.
This was more than 15 years ago and it hasn’t stopped bothering me. Needless to say, she and I never became friends.
tourist@lemmy.world · 39 pts · 82d
Jesus Christ what the fuck
Maybe another stranger's prediction will cancel it out?
Your final moments will be full of joy as you reminisce on a life well lived.
You will unfortunately, at some point, have an erection that lasts longer than four hours. You'll need to go to the E.R. for it, but it'll be fine and won't affect your overall health.
W98BSoD@lemmy.dbzer0.com · 4 pts · 82d
Priapism. (sp?)
tourist@lemmy.world · 4 pts · 82d
uh
never visited but I'm sure it's a nice city
W98BSoD@lemmy.dbzer0.com · 1 pts · 82d
https://www.mayoclinic.org/diseases-conditions/priapism/symptoms-causes/syc-20352005
JigglySackles@lemmy.world · 1 pts · 82d
Some tourist you are.
SharkWeek@lemmy.blahaj.zone · 16 pts · 82d
JigglySackles@lemmy.world · 8 pts · 82d
What the fuck? Who does that shit? I hope she gets to experience what she tried to put on you.
EvasiveSpecies@lemmy.world · 3 pts · 77d
What the hell was her problem? Holy shit, that's absolutely mental.
panda_abyss@lemmy.ca · 46 pts · 83d
I used to compete in an annual competition in high school, one year I got 4th, the next third. You needed first to progress to national level.
A friend of my teacher said “when do you just shoot the horse” right in front of me.
Thankfully I never saw that guy again, but Jesus, what an asshole. That was the last year I did that competition.
AstralPath@lemmy.ca · 22 pts · 83d
I'm so lost. I feel like I'm missing something obvious here. Are you the horse? What does this mean?
panda_abyss@lemmy.ca · 37 pts · 83d
Yeah, he was saying how many times do I have to lose before they stop sending me to the competition.
RBWells@lemmy.world · 9 pts · 82d
What the fuck? Were there so few participants that 3rd was a bad result? High school has four years, right? 4th, 3rd, 2nd, 1st place, seems to me you were on track.
panda_abyss@lemmy.ca · 10 pts · 82d
No, it was a province wide competition, and I worked really hard to prep. Top 3 was very good.
The first place people were always awesome.
SharkWeek@lemmy.blahaj.zone · 4 pts · 82d
AstralPath@lemmy.ca · 2 pts · 79d
Oh shit! That's absolutely brutal.
liuther9@lemmy.world · 3 pts · 82d
Probably a horse shooting competition
Sybilvane@lemmy.ca · 13 pts · 83d
What an absolutely awful attitude to have around children. Forget celebrating all you achieved, or the fact that you're clearly improving, it wasn't good enough after two attempts so just give up forever.
obelisk_complex@piefed.ca · 45 pts · 83d
I don't need to, though - and now, I don't need to know anything else about the guy who said that, either.
tomiant@piefed.social · 2 pts · 79d
Damn straight.
Weirdfish@lemmy.world · 38 pts · 83d
It was two occasions about eight years apart. One was Mom calling to tell me Dad died, the other was my brother calling me about Mom.
W98BSoD@lemmy.dbzer0.com · 5 pts · 82d
Sorry for your loss, whenever it was. It’s never easy.
Vittorio@lemmy.world · 29 pts · 83d
tomiant@piefed.social · 1 pts · 79d
Was it something very interesting and thoughtful at least?
tomiant@piefed.social · 28 pts · 83d
"...are you aware that that is 100% terminal within a year?"
I wasn't.
DrBob@lemmy.ca · 26 pts · 83d
I'm leaving you.
tomiant@piefed.social · 1 pts · 79d
:/
You better now?
DrBob@lemmy.ca · 2 pts · 79d
I am. Thanks for asking.
tomiant@piefed.social · 1 pts · 79d
No worries. I get it. I mean not really. But kind of. A different kind of, but you know.
DrBob@lemmy.ca · 1 pts · 79d
I know. I'm 60 years old. It's happened a few times both ways. I'm not sure it hurts any less, butaybe if feelsess personal as you get older.
tomiant@piefed.social · 1 pts · 79d
I don't know, man, at least you've had long lasting meaningful relationships. I have had peace, but never got to make a family. I figure, whatever you do in life it evens out more or less in the end. There's about as much happiness for everyone in a run. Maybe someday I might luck out and meet the woman of my dreams. We'll get a house, get married, have kids, a family together and a good life. But if that doesn't pan out, there's always hookers and cocaine.
XeroxCool@lemmy.world · 25 pts · 82d
"Grandma died during surgery". I didn't call her the night before because I thought it'd be awkward and I didn't acknowledge the risk of heart surgery.
W98BSoD@lemmy.dbzer0.com · 21 pts · 82d
It’s not you mate; we all think there’s always more time than there actually is.
tomiant@piefed.social · 1 pts · 79d
"Mom tried calling you but nobody could reach you".
Till the day I die.
uriel238@lemmy.blahaj.zone · 24 pts · 82d
My wife telling me that she can't deal with me anymore in November 2024. We were together for twelve years. TBH, I was also sore that Trump just won the election despite that Project 2025 was public knowledge, so I was super vulnerable already, and her departure pushed me into a long-term psychotic break.
I had been getting progressively crazier in the years leading to her announcement. My psychotherapist discontinued my service to go on maternity leave some years before and I had then moved to Sacramento. Then the COVID-19 epidemic hit, everyone needed psychotherapy and so they all stopped taking Medicare since their schedules were packed with better payers. And then they all burned out.
So I went without mental health care for years figuring I could deal better than those who are not used to being crazy. Evidently not so.
There are more factors. Her job in construction was going south so she changed jobs to a non-profit that helps victims of human trafficking (and is still brutally busy but is far more fulfilled by her work), and the income difference affected our lifestyle.
Nomad@infosec.pub · 20 pts · 83d
I don't love you and I don't believe you that you love me.
squirrel@cake.kobel.fyi · 19 pts · 83d
You have to work to make a living.
YeahIgotskills2@lemmy.world · 16 pts · 82d
applebusch@lemmy.blahaj.zone · 14 pts · 82d
its happened a few times in my life so i dont have an exact quote. i always wanted to be a part of something bigger than myself, be on a team, make something with my friends, help someone with their dream, whatever. i was basically told "you have no skills and no ability to help, so you would only get in the way". it hurt so much to be deliberately excluded by people who i thought were my friends, to be told im worthless to them, im incapable of helping them. after a few of those i cant even bring myself to offer anymore, and no one ever asks. part of me doesnt see the point of living if this is how people see me.
capital_sniff@lemmy.world · 5 pts · 82d
This reminds me of my situation. I had always had an interest in investing and was interested in starting a business. So I spent a lot of time during my youth trying to get my family onboard. They never took an interest until it served my parent's needs. In 2012 my dad got himself fired and decided to take early retirement.
I suggested a real estate business to replace his income with rental income. I offered to move back home with my partner who was also down with a real estate business. The rents agreed and we made the move back to wonderful Wisconsin. Over the course of two years I found and set them up with a very lucrative stream of rental income in a still booming housing market. Then they decided my partner and I were no longer doing enough or working hard enough and they cut us entirely out of the business.
Anyway I don't talk to them anymore. Hope things are turning around for you.
applebusch@lemmy.blahaj.zone · 3 pts · 82d
do pretend we have class solidarity you fucking leech
Feathercrown@lemmy.world · 3 pts · 82d
Learning how to take advice from people you hate is a valuable skill. Be discerning, obviously, but coherent perspectives different to your own can offer a lot of value, regardless of your feelings towards that person.
AlabasterQueen76@discuss.online · 4 pts · 82d
I am sorry this has been your experience. You need to find better friends.
Beth@piefed.social · 14 pts · 82d
“When we got together you were skinny and your hair was long.” After a long conversation about my looks changing over time. It should not be shocking that he, too, aged. Anyway yeah he left me for someone ten years younger…
MattW03@lemmy.ca · 14 pts · 82d
"Sir, this IS the XL size"
tomiant@piefed.social · 2 pts · 79d
They told me I had to go to another store for my sizes.
😭
magnetosphere@fedia.io · 12 pts · 83d
“This won’t hurt a bit.”
chunes@lemmy.world · 11 pts · 83d
I heard something similar to that right before I found out local anesthetic doesn't work on me.
GreenKnight23@lemmy.world · 3 pts · 82d
found the redhead!
HeyThisIsntTheYMCA@lemmy.world · 1 pts · 82d
I hope you had the time to get general
Chaunticleer@lemmy.dbzer0.com · 11 pts · 83d
What does in mean if they all just kind of sublimated into a baseline of shittiness that I can expect from people but no longer pick a single interaction? As soon as a particular incident happens it's just suddenly over and sitting on the pile with all the others. Like it's never any particular words that are painful, just people. Humans are painful to be around.
HeyThisIsntTheYMCA@lemmy.world · 3 pts · 82d
I hate to simplify it but it just sounds like you need a little human kindness. Like a hug, high five, whatever. Will probably be in SF sometime the week of June 7th (probably going to dandelion or whatever. School year ends, doing the annual recharge) if you need a pick me up let me know. Always glad to connect with a fan of one of my favorite bands
Chaunticleer@lemmy.dbzer0.com · 2 pts · 81d
Honestly the fact that you'd offer means a lot. I'm not in that area, but I appreciate you. (Didn't realize Chanticleer is an a cappella group, but neat)
HeyThisIsntTheYMCA@lemmy.world · 2 pts · 81d
Oh yeah, they're a damn good group in San Francisco. I don't have the vocal chops to go for it anymore, but I have a buddy who gave a legitimate audition a couple years back.
Chaunticleer@lemmy.dbzer0.com · 2 pts · 81d
I like the wordplay in the name. That's clever of them
cattywampas@lemmy.world · 11 pts · 83d
ataraxya@lemmy.ml · 3 pts · 83d
that really hurts.
tomiant@piefed.social · 1 pts · 79d
Reminds me of a spam letter I got never to trust the quality of copper provided by Ea-Nasir (of Babylon, near the palm tree). It's apparently shite.
W98BSoD@lemmy.dbzer0.com · 1 pts · 82d
What?
captainlezbian@lemmy.world · 5 pts · 81d
That my mom's cancer was terminal.
My father and I already weren't speaking and we all knew that it was coming. But I was in my early 20s and not ready to not have parents anymore. We'd also always been super close.
I survived, she obviously didn't, and most people are fortunate enough to outlive their parents these days. But it's brutal to lose a loved one decades early.
tomiant@piefed.social · 1 pts · 79d
<3
Master@sh.itjust.works · 5 pts · 80d
My wife told me her cancer had moved to her brain. 22 days later through an unimaginable amount of pain and anguish she passed away.
I dont think anyone could possibly tell me anything that could hurt worse than that. (No fault of her own obviously.)
tomiant@piefed.social · 1 pts · 79d
My heart with you, brother.
Crackhappy@lemmy.world · 1 pts · 79d
As a cancer survivor, as well as someone who lost the love of my life, I feel your pain. It can get better, but it does take way too long.
Clbull@lemmy.world · 5 pts · 82d
BeardededSquidward@lemmy.blahaj.zone · 5 pts · 81d
"Get over it, you're a man, you should like it." IT being endless levels of sexual harassment from a coworker.
pomfegranate@sh.itjust.works · 4 pts · 82d
"you're an open book", like they thought they knew me and that's all I'll ever be
tangled_cable@lemmy.world · 3 pts · 81d
You're not a person, just a lump of flesh with eyes. My teacher, when I was eleven
tomiant@piefed.social · 1 pts · 79d
Well that is very fucked up. Maybe we should pay teachers better to make it more competitive for the best and the brightest to teach our kids how to be normal and show them awesome shit instead. Like, we can have that.
IAMgROOT@lemmy.wtf · 2 pts · 82d
"this is really painful"
magnetosphere@fedia.io · 1 pts · 83d