I have decided to become homeless

[broderic_randal]

Wow, the spotlight shifts to another persons pain and you pull it right back to you don't ya. Its not a pissing contest over whose life is worse, cause frankly no matter how bad someone elses problems amount to, your gonna have that trump card up your sleeve!

I wasnt trying to one up chefchitown all i was doing was posting similar things that have gone on in my life

If you spend all your time sitting on this board whining about how sad and pathetic you think your life is, all the while you could be out there making friends, and doing fun FREE things, then I can't help but not feel sorry for you.

actually i had a surprise visit from some co workers tonight for about an hour or so, so staying at home is not always a bad thing.plus going out and meeting new people scares the shit out of me

If all you do to everyone is dwell on how bad your life is, no one will want to hang out with you, pure and simple.

I dont tell anyone how bad my life is, i have not told anyone in the i know anything that i shared with people on this board in my first post. I did once tell a councillor about some of my problems, but he had a real bas lisp so i stoped going to see him

Just DO something. Anything. I don't fucking care what. Go walk around. Go stare at people at the park. Just don't sit around and cry yourself to sleep at night, and spend your whole life worrying, and wondering "Why me?" That's stupid pathetic bullshit, and no one will ever respect you, and no woman in her right mind dates a man she doesn't respect. So get out there, and live your life. This whiny bullshit is getting old. Fuck.

going out scares the shit out of me, i have the hardest time going out and doing normal everyday things such as shopping, haircuts, going to the bank, etc...

I have to be harsh because you don't seem to fucking listen to anyone but yourself whine. So grow a pair, get the fuck out there, and be somebody.

you are harsh because you are an asshole

Why are some of you telling him to get disability?
There's the answer, suck money from the system, from other peoples sacrifices.
And that will really help him out alot, sitting on his ass collecting a check.

I am 100% for taking care of truly disabled people, like someone with Down syndrome, but not this guy.

so you are saying i should just suffer and wither away and die? is that what you really want to happen

Its like a guy I knew who went to some GOV office to try to collect disability for attention deficit disorder.
When they asked him his name he said "What?"
And he got it.
Another guy I know threatened to kill his boss with a baseball bat, actually brought it to work.
He is now on permanent disabilty.

Anyway, I don't think this guy needs that.

this is hilarious

It does sound like he has a problem. Not just physically.
I'd say he's had suicidal thoughts, like I've had.
So, he is covered by the ADA and so on.

I am in canada

Also, since he has paid into the Social Security system. He will not be taking from the government.
The government takes money from people all the time, in taxes.
You don't pay taxes, they are taken from your paycheck before you receive it.
Also, they are not legal. If people would take the time to research, they would find that out.

i have been paying taxes since the day my parents kicked me out of there house and onto the streets. yes thats right i was on the streets, but it was only for one night. an old friend of mine, his mother felt sorry for me and took me in, until my parents took me back

ADD is a serious problem. Most people just don't understand unless they have it.

I dont have full blown add, but my case of add is pretty sevier, and i am also very dyslexic

to the OP: Seriously, dude, get yourself to a hospital. I can't believe that no one has recommended that yet. Tell the people at the emergency room everything you told us here and they will admit you. It is not safe for you to leave until you have been evaluated by psychiatrists and therapists. They can get you the help you need. If they are worth their salt, they will not turn you loose until you are stable and able to take steps to better your situation.

i tried to commit suicide and my dad found me unconsious. he called 911 and i was taken the emergency ward at the local hospital. i was in intensive care for a few days before i was transfered to the mental hospital. I was in the mental hospital for two months and then i was discharged. all the doctors thought i was fine to go back out in the world, but little did they know a year later i was going to have a very serious relapse

But you have to be honest with them. No one on this board can help better than they can. You're crying for help, just need to direct those cries in the proper direction. You NEED hospitalization. I've been through this too, and I needed it too at one point. And I wasn't even as bad off as you are. Bite the bullet, swallow your pride and do what you have to do.

i know, but i am very scared to tell the nurses and doctors a lot of this stuff, it is very embarassing

Topic creator, how ever much of a loner you think you are, I am more so. Trust me. I'm a 25 year old virgin with no girlfriend, no friends, and plays video games and watches anime all weekend. Life doesn't get better man, you just have to make do with what you've got. I can't get a girl to fuck me, so I masturbate to aniem girls all day. And trust me, I'm way more horny than you. I have cum stains, naked internet and maganzie pictures, and sex toys all over my apartment walls and floors. I never wear underwear, either. I'm like you except I don't smoke.

i am almost 30 years old. i have had sex three times in my life. the longest relationship i have ever had was just over a month. i havnt had sex in almost 4 years. i havnt had a girlfriend in almost 4 years.most girls think that i am a creep, a loner, scary as hell, immature, disgusting, obese, childish, and way to horny. some days i dont even leave my appartment, some days i spend all day searching for free porn and masturbating

how sad am i

 

[RealMenSwallow]

I'm harsh because all you want to do is sit there and type out these long drawn out answers that are nothing but negative, to people who are TRYING TO HELP YOU!

 

[Marlo Manson]

All I gots too say too you now is I have lived a way harder life than you from what you have described so far!! I have been homeless on and off since I've been out of highschool!!

I have contemplated suicide the majority of my adult life!! I've had loaded guns @ my temple, in my mouth, under my chin!! I used to cut, but not too die, just for scarring!! take your ass too the hospital!! I have not had sex since hell I can't even remember!! sucks hell yeah!!

I have learned too live, and deal with MY ISSUES AND MY PROBLEMS UNTIL I CAN DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT!! life sucks granted!! living is hard granted, death is the easy way out!! you've had people posting too you all day about it!!

The hospital is the best place for you!! you walk in there and tell them your suicidal you want too die, you've tried too kill yourself numerous times, you cut, and all your other embarrassing symptoms if you want too help yourself!!! if not do what YOU really want too do!!

Do you wanna be homeless and live in danger, hungry, in pain, paranoid, a victim?? or do you want too die quickly?? if so your gonna do what you wanna do!!! but if you are procrastinating making any of those decisions you are doing so cuz YOU DON'T REALLY WANNA DIE!!! GO TOO THE HOSPITAL AND TELL THEM YOUR SUICIDAL!! GOODLUCK!! :hatsoff:

 

[LBP 76]

Either A - You have a chemical imbalance in your brain. In which case you will probably never get better unless that imbalance is rectified and you will probably die a very unhappy man.

or B - you are mentally fine (more or less) and are 'just' EXTREMELY depressed. In which case if you don't get some willpower and self-discpline then you will probably die a very unhappy man.

Either way, you have to do something to change your misery. No one will do it for you as it sounds like you have burned all your personal bridges.

Otherwise you WILL die, probably fairly soon, in great misery and you will be quickly forgotten.

It is impossible for you to feel better without trying SOMETHING. And if you think you have already tried? Well, then you have to try harder. You don't want to? Fine. Enjoy the afterlife.

Take Care.

Love LBP 76

 

[broderic_randal]

All I gots too say too you now is I have lived a way harder life than you from what you have described so far!! I have been homeless on and off since I've been out of highschool!!

any tips on what i should and should not do?

I have contemplated suicide the majority of my adult life!! I've had loaded guns @ my temple, in my mouth, under my chin!!

i have overdosed on medication and drugs, i have threaten to stab myself

used to cut, but not too die, just for scarring!! take your ass too the hospital!!

I have almost 100 scars from cutting and similar thing to cutting. like i said before i was in the local mental hospital for two month, and it did absolute shit for me, because i am the verge of relapsing almost a year later

The hospital is the best place for you!! you walk in there and tell them your suicidal you want too die, you've tried too kill yourself numerous times, you cut, and all your other embarrassing symptoms if you want too help yourself!!! if not do what YOU really want too do!!

i told people the doctors and nurses a lot of what i told you guys here in my first post. it was very hard and embarrassing for me. i feel very ashamed to this day

Do you wanna be homeless and live in danger, hungry, in pain, paranoid, a victim??

for some reason i want to try it out, i am not really sure why i want to, but i just do

Either A - You have a chemical imbalance in your brain. In which case you will probably never get better unless that imbalance is rectified and you will probably die a very unhappy man.

this is correct, i do indeed have a very bif chemical imbalance in my brain

or B - you are mentally fine (more or less) and are 'just' EXTREMELY depressed. In which case if you don't get some willpower and self-discpline then you will probably die a very unhappy man.

this is correct to, i have be diagnosed with a very serious case of clinical depression, worse depression than most depressions

Either way, you have to do something to change your misery. No one will do it for you as it sounds like you have burned all your personal bridges.

yes, yes i have burnt bridges with my friends and family. the only place i havnt burnt a bridge with is the hospital, thank god

Otherwise you WILL die, probably fairly soon, in great misery and you will be quickly forgotten.

i'd love to go down in a blaze of glory

 

[Dawn]

i'd love to go down in a blaze of glory

Do you have any scenarios?

 

[senob44]

i tried to commit suicide and my dad found me unconsious. he called 911 and i was taken the emergency ward at the local hospital. i was in intensive care for a few days before i was transfered to the mental hospital. I was in the mental hospital for two months and then i was discharged. all the doctors thought i was fine to go back out in the world, but little did they know a year later i was going to have a very serious relapse

i know, but i am very scared to tell the nurses and doctors a lot of this stuff, it is very embarassing

Well the fact that it took you a year to relapse shows that being in the hospital did help you at least to some extent. Admitting yourself to a hospital is the answer for now, but you must follow up on that after you get out with seeing therapists and psychiatrists when you are supposed to and taking your meds as recommended. You have to work on following through with those things like your life depends on it, because to a large extent it does.

And if you relapse, you may have to go back to the hospital to stabilize yourself. I know it's not easy and it's embarrassing to tell the doctors and nurses these things, but they have heard everything before. It's their job to deal with these problems. In any event, being in the hospital can be a drag, but it is better than living life on the streets.

Try and get your family and friends involved as a support system for you. Let them know about your problems (you don't have to go into super-detail or anything). The people you care about should at least try to understand what you are going through and they will be a great help to you to keep you on the right track. Having this support network of family, friends and doctors makes you feel like you have some self-worth and gives you motivation while making sure you do what you have to do.

Support groups that deal specifically with people who have similar problems that you do can be helpful. I'm talking about hospital-run outpatient support groups. It can help to see what others are going through and realize you're not alone in your problems. You can share tips with each other on the best ways to keep on track. These groups are usually run by a therapist who is involved with your treatment.

Mental illness (specifically chemical imbalances) are not easy to deal with. I will be on meds probably for the rest of my life because of having bipolar. But they help me function normally (though some on the board here would dispute that ). I've been happy and relatively constructive for quite a few years now. Occasionally, I need to talk to a family member or friend or therapist or doctor to help keep me on track. The key thing for me was to realize that I needed this help, and there was no shame in it. It seems like you are already to that point where you know you need the help, you just have to really buckle down and keep with it. I wish you the best of luck in this.

 

[h00t3rl0v3r]

Get yourself admitted, and stay there until a solution is figured out!

 

[nichtich]

Hey bud, hang in there, eh? Theres always a way out. You dont have to die to end your life, get it? try traveling or something, see the world, get some friends, work out.. Basically, push yourself. Thats the hardest part - to keep the mental discipline and concentration to keep on going and do what you need to do to have a good life. And hey, im not doing that great, you know? Very few people are actually really happy with where they are, so I say keep your chin up, dont let your spirit fail, and most importantly do something about it. Do it.

Oh, and if you dont have a place to stay and are big on cutting yourself... joing Opus Dei

 

[ChefChiTown]

I highly doubt during your state of depression, had someone told you to quit acting like an fucking idiot in the terms that you put, it would pick you right up. I'm also pretty sure someone along the way did say your actions were idiotic just not using that exact term maybe selfish, immature, stupid. Maybe someone had not been there for you the way, you had hoped but i'm sure your parents must've said something during your errant period. Depression isnt simply cured by someone saying "stop being a fucking idiot" albeit how true the statement is.

You're right. I mean, obviously you are going to know more about my life and my emotions than I would. How dumb of me to assume that I would know what I need. Geez...

:forehead slap:

How stupid am I?

i tried to commit suicide and my dad found me unconsious. he called 911 and i was taken the emergency ward at the local hospital. i was in intensive care for a few days before i was transfered to the mental hospital. I was in the mental hospital for two months and then i was discharged. all the doctors thought i was fine to go back out in the world, but little did they know a year later i was going to have a very serious relapse

After reading the above post, something struck me as "inconsistent" so I went back to your original post where you said this...

I was committed to the local mental hospital last year for about two months because of a failed attempt at suicide. I overdosed on hardcore drugs and aspirin. I nearly killed myself. I was living at home with my father at the time and he was supposed to be gone for the whole weekend but he instead came home a few hours early and found me passed out on my bedroom floor. I was released from the hospital and as soon as I got out I overdosed on my medication. I took two weeks worth at one time. I was released two weeks later and I threatened to stab myself, in front of my father, he called the cops and I attacked the cops that came to take me top the mental hospital. Now I have a fucking criminal record, I was in jai9l for three days. Jail was the scariest moment of my life

In your first version, you were in INTENSIVE CARE for only a few days and then you were directly transferred straight to a mental hospital. Then you state that a YEAR went by before you relapsed (which I am assuming is your current state).

In the second version, you say that you were released from the hospital after your failed suicide attempt and then you overdosed on your medication as soon as you got out. Then, you immediately went back to the hospital and were shortly released (NOT taken back to the mental hospital, for some reason). Then, you threatened to kill yourself again in front of your father, he called the cops, you attacked the cops and were taken to jail.

So, which is it? You just told the same story by telling us two completely different stories of what happened.

:dunno:

I'm not saying that you're lying, but I'm definitely saying that your story doesn't make sense.

My grandfather tried to kill himself once (by starting his van in a closed garage and putting a hose from the exhaust pipe directly into the van itself; suffocation) and he spent 6 months in a mental hospital. My grandfather wasn't crazy...he was just an old dude who wanted to die because he felt abandoned. Yet, he spent more time in a mental hospital than you claim you have spent, and you have mentioned that you have repeatedly tried to kill yourself. Once again, I'm not calling you a liar, but something doesn't add up.

After re-reading what you have posted, it just seems to me like you are adding a whole bunch of shit to your story in order to get us to feel bad for you, which furthers my suspicion that you are one of those people who craves sympathy. :2 cents:

 

[meesterperfect]

to the OP: Seriously, dude, get yourself to a hospital. I can't believe that no one has recommended that yet. QUOTE]
I did damn it!

so you are saying i should just suffer and wither away and die? is that what you really want to happen
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Well, I've been down so very damn long, that it looks like its up to me.

I guess the OP wants advice, here's mine.
# 1, move back in with your father if you can. Help each other financially plus take care of him too, like room mates.
Try to save some money..

#2 Buy a piece of shit car with the minimum insurance and look for a better job, a fresh start, and make the most of it.
Maybe a day job 5-6 days a week to give you some structure.
Maybe get a job driving a taxi, working long hours.

#3 Start taking care of yourself physically. Eat healthy 100% of the time. Get in shape.
Stop that ridiculous cutting of your body, stop drinking, cut back on the cigs and join a cheap gym and go almost everyday, or start running or riding a bike., that don't cost nothin. This is important.
If you can't stop the self mutilation or drinking or suicidal thoughts, go to the E.R. and tell them you need help, advice where to get help either free or very cheap.

# 4 Cut back on the wanking, get out of the house more, and think positive as much as possible.

You have, the POW-WA!!!

Thats it, good luck.

Where did I say or imply that you should die?

 

[broderic_randal]

Well the fact that it took you a year to relapse shows that being in the hospital did help you at least to some extent. Admitting yourself to a hospital is the answer for now, but you must follow up on that after you get out with seeing therapists and psychiatrists when you are supposed to and taking your meds as recommended. You have to work on following through with those things like your life depends on it, because to a large extent it does.

It has been very hard for me to make this long without relapsing, and i mean very hard. there have been numerous times when i have called the crisis line and talked to the people there for hour and when the cops/paramedics have been called to where i was living at the time and found me in real bad shape.

And if you relapse, you may have to go back to the hospital to stabilize yourself. I know it's not easy and it's embarrassing to tell the doctors and nurses these things, but they have heard everything before. It's their job to deal with these problems. In any event, being in the hospital can be a drag, but it is better than living life on the streets.

i am going to have to wait and see, because i do not know if the hospital will take me again

Try and get your family and friends involved as a support system for you. Let them know about your problems (you don't have to go into super-detail or anything). The people you care about should at least try to understand what you are going through and they will be a great help to you to keep you on the right track. Having this support network of family, friends and doctors makes you feel like you have some self-worth and gives you motivation while making sure you do what you have to do.

I have talked to my friends and my family, but the thing is that they do not know how to act and respond to the things that i tell them. usually it just freaks them out, and scares them away

Support groups that deal specifically with people who have similar problems that you do can be helpful. I'm talking about hospital-run outpatient support groups. It can help to see what others are going through and realize you're not alone in your problems. You can share tips with each other on the best ways to keep on track. These groups are usually run by a therapist who is involved with your treatment.

when i was in the hospital i went daily to a bunch of these kinds of groups. I went to a ti chi class, i went to a class that helped me with relaxation techniques and similar things, because i suffer from real bad anxiety and paranoia. I went to a group where we played board and card games. I also went to art class every day, but i am not that artistic so i did not really have any fun at art class. It just went because the doctors told me it would be good for me to go to

but... these groups, only lasted 30-45 minutes and were over by noon. then the rest of the day until mandatory bed time at 10pm was just free time with nothing to do. thats why i started heavily smoking, because it occupied my time. too bad i was not allowed to drink. i also started eating a lot when i was in the hospital, because again it occupied my spare time. I gained an unhealthy amount of weight in two months, and to this day i have not been able to work any of it off, except for maybe tow or three pounds

there was a television that the patients were able to watch, but we were not allowed to watch it until 4pm and everyday people just argued over what they wanted to watch. there was also a computer with internet, but the connection was so slow.

funny thing was i got caught looking up porn on it and was in a lot of trouble. speaking of porn, some of the nurses were very attractive and everyday i would wank in my rooms bathroom, while thinking of the nurses. luckily i was never caught doing this

Mental illness (specifically chemical imbalances) are not easy to deal with. I will be on meds probably for the rest of my life because of having bipolar. But they help me function normally (though some on the board here would dispute that ). I've been happy and relatively constructive for quite a few years now. Occasionally, I need to talk to a family member or friend or therapist or doctor to help keep me on track. The key thing for me was to realize that I needed this help, and there was no shame in it. It seems like you are already to that point where you know you need the help, you just have to really buckle down and keep with it. I wish you the best of luck in this.

thank you

You're right. I mean, obviously you are going to know more about my life and my emotions than I would. How dumb of me to assume that I would know what I need. Geez...

:forehead slap:

How stupid am I?





After reading the above post, something struck me as "inconsistent" so I went back to your original post where you said this...



In your first version, you were in INTENSIVE CARE for only a few days and then you were directly transferred straight to a mental hospital. Then you state that a YEAR went by before you relapsed (which I am assuming is your current state).

In the second version, you say that you were released from the hospital after your failed suicide attempt and then you overdosed on your medication as soon as you got out. Then, you immediately went back to the hospital and were shortly released (NOT taken back to the mental hospital, for some reason). Then, you threatened to kill yourself again in front of your father, he called the cops, you attacked the cops and were taken to jail.

So, which is it? You just told the same story by telling us two completely different stories of what happened.

:dunno:

I'm not saying that you're lying, but I'm definitely saying that your story doesn't make sense.

My grandfather tried to kill himself once (by starting his van in a closed garage and putting a hose from the exhaust pipe directly into the van itself; suffocation) and he spent 6 months in a mental hospital. My grandfather wasn't crazy...he was just an old dude who wanted to die because he felt abandoned. Yet, he spent more time in a mental hospital than you claim you have spent, and you have mentioned that you have repeatedly tried to kill yourself. Once again, I'm not calling you a liar, but something doesn't add up.

After re-reading what you have posted, it just seems to me like you are adding a whole bunch of shit to your story in order to get us to feel bad for you, which furthers my suspicion that you are one of those people who craves sympathy. :2 cents:

i am not lying, but if you want to think i am then go right ahead.

i will tell you again what happened, in more detail so i dont confuse your simple mind

it was around the end of November. i was working as a line cook at a five star hotel. i hated the job and i was not very good at it. i was afraid i was going to get fired. this was two years to the day that my parents had there divorce which was really hard on me and my sister because neither of us saw it coming. i felt like shit, my life was going nowhere, so i went psycho and overdosed on Tylenol. I took a whole bottle.

my dad was on a business trip (i think) and he arrived home and found me lying unconscious on my bedroom floor. I had been living on my own, before i moved back with my dad in September. i moved back in with my dad because i wasnt making enough money to afford all my bills and rent. i was only supposed to be there for a few months.

so my father called 911. an ambulance rushed over and transported me to the intensive care unit at the hospital. i dont remember any of this, i am just going on what my dad told me. i remember waking up in the hospital, cold, scared, hungry and i felt like fucking shit. the doctors made me drink charcoal in order for me to barf up the Tylenol that i had taken.

i stayed in intensive care for about 3 or 4 days before i was transported to the mental hospital that was right beside the hospital. i was in the mental hospital for roughly two months before i was discharged.

when i got out of the hospital, my dad didnt want me staying with him so i went to a sumwhat good friends house. here i threatened to stab myself with a chefs knife and this is where i attacked the police officers that where going to take me back to the mental hospital. i ended up in jail for a few days before i was taken to the mental hospital.

this time i was in the mental hospital for just a week, before i was released.my somewhat good friend didnt want me back at his place, so unwillingly my dad took me in. as soon as i was home alone, i took two weeks worth of medication at one time. this time my dad and his girlfriend came home and found me naked in an the bathtub full of ice cold water. they called 911 and the same paramedics came that came the first time and they took me back to the mental hospital. this time i was only there for about three days before i was released. this time i went to live with my mother, but she kicked me out after only three days and i had to beg and plead with my father to take me in because i would have otherwise ended up on the streets.

i was not ready to look for work or move out on my own so i went on medical coverage for a while. i am not sure how long i was on it. then i was ready to look for work again. I found a job in a bakery but they only paid me minimum wage, which is $8 here, so i quit and got a higher paying and better job at a grocery store, where i am currently working now.

i hate the job for many reasons, and i hate a lot of the people that i work for and with.

my dad sold his house at the end of September of this year, so i had to find a place to live. I found an appartment, but in my job it is the slow season so i am only working three days a week and i do not make much more than minimum wage. i knew this was going to happen, so i started looking for a second part time job in august, but have had no luck. and i finally just decide to give up the other day

i decided to give up and just wait until all my money runs out, which will eventually happen. when this does happen is the day that i will pack up and move out onto the streets.

i have lots of warm clothes, long johns, blankets a pillow, a rain jacket, a tent

now if anything i have said here doesnt make sense to what i have previously said, it is because i am having a hard time remembering specific details to the exact point.

 

[DOA82]

Really, who actually cares about your problems anymore, perhaps Im just an overly critical cynnic. But face it, short of an attention grabbing thread what have you actually gained from all this. Nothing, your still destined for the street it seems, so I ask or rather state again, who cares?

 

[ChefChiTown]

i am not lying, but if you want to think i am then go right ahead.

i will tell you again what happened, in more detail so i dont confuse your simple mind

My mind is far from "simple". Let me give you another reason as to why your story just doesn't make sense to me. At first, in your original post, you said...

I was committed to the local mental hospital last year for about two months because of a failed attempt at suicide. I overdosed on hardcore drugs and aspirin.

Then, in your most recent post, you said...

i felt like shit, my life was going nowhere, so i went psycho and overdosed on Tylenol. I took a whole bottle.

First, it was "hardcore drugs and aspirin", but now it's "Tylenol"... This is just one of the reasons why your story doesn't sit right with me.

You also say two totally different things, in regards to threatening to kill yourself in front of your father. First, in your original post, you say...

I was released two weeks later and I threatened to stab myself, in front of my father, he called the cops and I attacked the cops that came to take me top the mental hospital.

Then, in your most recent post, you say...

when i got out of the hospital, my dad didnt want me staying with him so i went to a sumwhat good friends house. here i threatened to stab myself with a chefs knife and this is where i attacked the police officers that where going to take me back to the mental hospital. i ended up in jail for a few days before i was taken to the mental hospital.

First, you say that you threatened to kill yourself in front of your dad and that he called the cops, but now you're saying that you did all of this at your friends house. :dunno:

it was around the end of November. i was working as a line cook at a five star hotel. i hated the job and i was not very good at it. i was afraid i was going to get fired.

If my username doesn't give it away, I'll let you know...I'm a chef. There are less than 700 5-star hotels in North America right now, and that includes Mexico and Canada. In order to get employment in a 5-star hotel's kitchen, you have to be pretty damned good. If you were supposedly a line cook in a 5-STAR HOTEL, you would be a GREAT line cook. 5-star hotels don't hire just anybody to work in their kitchen's; you have to be GOOD. Yet, you say that you weren't very good at it. I have a hard time believing that. You then go on to say...

I had been living on my own, before i moved back with my dad in September. i moved back in with my dad because i wasnt making enough money to afford all my bills and rent. i was only supposed to be there for a few months.

If you were a line cook at a 5-star hotel, you would be making more than enough money to live on your own. Line cooks in fine hotels make an average of $10-12/hour (on the low end), which totals out to be $400-480/week...more than enough to live on your own. I know you said that you drink and smoke a lot, but you would have to be living in a really, really expensive apartment and buying really, really expensive things in order to not afford it. I make $300/week and I can afford an apartment in downtown Chicago, so I have a hard time believing this part of your story as well.

this was two years to the day that my parents had there divorce which was really hard on me and my sister because neither of us saw it coming. i felt like shit, my life was going nowhere, so i went psycho and overdosed on Tylenol. I took a whole bottle.

I don't personally know what it's like to go through a divorce, so I don't know exactly what kind of emotions are involved. But, from what you're saying, your parents divorced when you were at least 27-28 years old. Are you honestly saying that it effected you so much, as a grown ass adult, that you felt like killing yourself because your parents got a divorce? If so, you should probably stop wasting your time online, talking to a bunch of strangers, and go seek some serious medical help.

I found a job in a bakery but they only paid me minimum wage, which is $8 here, so i quit and got a higher paying and better job at a grocery store, where i am currently working now.

So, you make more than $8/hour and you are still trying to claim that you don't make shit for money? I am officially done feeling any sort of "sorry" for you. You are the epitome of a cry baby and you need to grow the fuck up.

I work 80-90 hours a week and I bring home a whopping $300. That's less than half of what you're making (at least) and you honestly think that YOU don't have any money? :1orglaugh

You seriously need to grow the fuck up, dude. There are people who have much worse of a life than you do, so stop expecting people to feel sorry for you. It's pathetic.

 

[Magnet]

Have you ever smoked or been an alcoholic? If not then shut the fuck up! Its much easier to tell someone to quit smoking or drinking when you've never been addicted to either!

The rest of your advice is spot on though.

No I havent but I know the human mind is very powerful and someone truly wants to kick a habit they can. He could also go to AA meetings which are free.

All Im saying is he says he is broke yet he wastes money on drugs and alcohol. To me this is just getting priorities straight.

It seems like a win-win to me. He can get out of his lonely apartment and go to some AA meetings while kicking alcohol and saving money.

And allthough I have never been an alcoholic, many of my family members have been/are.

 

[Ashleigh]

Ok I haven't read all of the responses yet because I don't have time, but I'll give my two cents.

Dude, you need to seriously grow up and realize that there are people around you that care about you. Don't say there aren't, because your own father is helping you out financially as you stated, which shows he cares about your wellbeing. He wants to see you succeed. Giving up when shit hits the fan and things are hard to deal with is the pussys way out. To echo Chefs words : LIFE IS NOT SUPPOSED TO BE EASY. PEOPLE STRUGGLE EVERYDAY IN A VARIETY OF WAYS AND THERE ARE PEOPLE WAY WORSE OFF THAN YOU. Seriously dude...there are people who don't even have food to eat on a daily basis. There are people WITHOUT a job, who have children to clothe, feed and shelter. There is war all over the world, women getting raped and having nothing done about it, people being tortured by sick fucks and whole nations that are riddled with HIV and diseases of the like. YOU ARE JUST DEPRESSED AND ARE HAVING A ROUGH GO AT LIFE. Get over it and stop wallowing in self pity.

And before you quote me to reply "oh but you have no idea what its like" or "you don't have a right to say anything unless you've been where I have" I'm going to tell you that YES, I have been where you are and YES I've gone through what you have. Go back to two days after my 18th birthday. My father kicks me out of his house because I won't conform to his religious ideals. He chooses his god over his own child. I had nowhere to go, nowhere to stay, so I slept on the streets for weeks until I could hold onto a job. I was depressed, I used to cut myself, and I struggled. I got my first apartment, however, my paycheck barely covered the rent and I went days at a time without having food. I went on in that routine until I met a guy who I fell in love with, and then moved to a new city to start a life with him. When I started that life with him, however, things got abusive and he nearly killed me several times. I spent two years being controlled, abused both physically, sexually and mentally. I finally was able to end it, and he stalked me and attacked me and caused me severe head trauma that still affects me to this day. He's since been convicted, but trust me, the depression I went through after all of that was crippling. I was back with nowhere to live after I broke it off with him, but since then, I have refused to give up. I've worked my way through school. Now I am a business owner, and I pay my own bills with more to spare. I'm also in the best relationship in my life and marriage is likely in our future. No matter how dark life seems, giving up and refusing to acknowledge just how MUCH you have in your life is selfish and pathetic. Grow some balls, fight back at life and work hard at making yourself happy.

/end rant.

 

[h00t3rl0v3r]

I smell an attention whore in this thread...

 

[jibbijib]

Go team FreeOnes Therapy! :glugglug:

 

[meesterperfect]

Hey broderic_randal, do you really think anybody gives a shit that you wacked off while thinking about the nurses at the hospital?
Really man, who gives a flying fuck.

I'm seeing here alot of good people sincerly trying to help you but its now obvious you don't want help,only attention.

Lets all do ourselves a favor and let this thread fade away into the obscurity it belongs in.

:yinyang:

 

[METAL HEAD]

Just wondering if your a bum how are you posting all of this on net?