st1LL_51ngl3 posted:

It's GBS. Why is a call for people to kill themselves being made anonymously instead of direct like usual? And why did HH get probd for posting a second-hand call to suicide when like probably 10% of the posts here are first-hand "kill urself OP" or similar?


Free HH and then everyone kill themselves is what I'm saying I guess.

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My confession is that I just celebrated my 15th year anniversary working at Kmart. I’m 32 years old. I haven’t really advanced much either. When I started work, I made $6 an hour and now I make $10.50 an hour. I live in a shithole apartment. I lost contact with all of my friends because they no longer want to be associated with me. In my off hours, I just play video games and smoke weed. The last time I got laid was four years ago and it was with someone who was so hideous that I never told anyone about it. I tried going to school several times in my 20s but I eventually gave up.

I don’t feel suicidal but this is as good as it gets for me. Each year, I get fatter, balder, and ever closer to death. My parents on my 30th birthday tried to stage an “intervention” where I was to move back home, go back to school, and unfuck my life. I remember getting so angry that neighbors came by and asked if they needed to call the police. I’m having fun with No Man’s Sky so that’s enough to get me through the next couple of weeks.

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I'm sorry if this isn't a terribly interesting confession but it's been on my mind for a few weeks now so I'll just confess to get it out of my system.

I'm 21 right now and for the past six years I've been romantically attached to a person I've never met.

Basically I met a girl on DeviantArt when I was fifteen and quickly became good friends. She lived on the other side of the country and at the time I met her, she was suffering from chronic illness. I had abusive parents and a trouble making friends, she suffered from a life threatening illness, we were both pretty vulnerable. So basically for the first two years talking to her was truly something I looked forward to everyday. I've had the deepest, most emotionally involved conversations, crying and laughing and junk, you know. I guess it was a way to escape my life, and a way to escape hers. We made plans to meet when I graduated High School but she began to lose interest, I don't blame her. For the past few years she's been growing more and more distant until this year, when she didn't even send me Birthday wishes, that was always a big deal to us, our birthdays. I guess that's when I finally accepted it was over.

It's really lame and dumb but she really meant a lot to me and it really hurt, I was naive enough to think it would ever work out but it doesn't make me feel any better. I've only recently felt better, no more tears and I can honestly say I can live without her now. Maybe sometime in the future we will meet and we'll be friends, but I'm not counting on it. I just hope I can find someone like her again but in the flesh.

st1LL_51ngl3 posted:

... Free HH and then everyone kill themselves is what I'm saying I guess.

Kmart Manager posted:

My confession is that I just celebrated my 15th year anniversary working at Kmart. I’m 32 years old. I haven’t really advanced much either. When I started work, I made $6 an hour and now I make $10.50 an hour. I live in a shithole apartment. I lost contact with all of my friends because they no longer want to be associated with me. In my off hours, I just play video games and smoke weed. The last time I got laid was four years ago and it was with someone who was so hideous that I never told anyone about it. I tried going to school several times in my 20s but I eventually gave up.

I don’t feel suicidal but this is as good as it gets for me. Each year, I get fatter, balder, and ever closer to death. My parents on my 30th birthday tried to stage an “intervention” where I was to move back home, go back to school, and unfuck my life. I remember getting so angry that neighbors came by and asked if they needed to call the police. I’m having fun with No Man’s Sky so that’s enough to get me through the next couple of weeks.

Taste the Rainbugh posted:

I can't stand being in a Kmart for 15 minutes.
How did you commit 15 years their
What is your plan when the Kmart eventually closes down

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My friend is a former drug addict turning his life around and has been clean for months. He is applying for jobs and asks me to be a reference for him. I agree. Whenever I get calls from firms asking me to talk about him, I tell them stories about what drugs he was hooked on, what desperate poo poo he did while he was at the low point of his life, and mention that while he’s fine now, he could relapse at any moment.

Naturally he doesn’t hear back from any of the employers. So he asked me to provide pointers, which I do. Then he puts my name down as a reference and proceeds to never get a job offer. Maybe he will figure it out one day but he’s not very bright so it will take a while until he puts two and two together.

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I have a problem with the weirdest sort of synesthesia. No, I'm not seeing tones as colors. It's also very specific, there are only two songs at the moment that trigger the association;

The chorus of Bob Marley & The Wailer's Positive Vibrations
and
the sung parts of John Coltrane's A Love Supreme

Both of these feature a chorus of black men who somehow sound like they are butt naked and wearing socks on their cocks.

I can never shake that image off my head when listening to these tunes so I tend to avoid them, as good as they are, but the Bob Marley song has been playing in my head for several hours now and I'm seeing a group of Jamaican men with socks on their dicks singing "Rasta man vibration yeah... IRIE vibration yeah...". The COltrane example is even worse, because it's just one phrase repeated ad nauseam, but luckily the memory trace is so weak it rarely becomes an earworm.

Rupert Buttermilk posted:

"My friend"? What the gently caress is this? Who would legitimately do this to an actual friend? He's most likely worked harder than you ever have trying to overcome his addictions, and you're just standing there, at the top of the ladder, with a boot on his face. Good job, fuckface

Monkey Fracas posted:

Every Kmart I've ever been in looks like it's about to close down

loquacius posted:

Bad job reference goon, are you sabotaging this guy on purpose or is this an "aw shucks I'm just telling them the truth" kind of thing, because if it's the latter you should probably give him the "list someone else as a reference" pointer at some point

VanSandman posted:

First confession in a while that's made me legitimately go 'Whyyyyyy?' out loud like a dork.

KomodoWagon posted:

Job reference dude is a legit terrible person who should probably kill himself.

KomodoWagon posted:

Job reference dude is a legit terrible person who should probably kill himself.

KomodoWagon posted:

Job reference dude is a legit terrible person who should probably kill himself.

bradzilla posted:

lol that you thought this was a good idea when the op is on probation for posting a confession from someone who wanted to commit suicide

china bot posted:

bradzilla posted:

Ah, gently caress.

crackton posted:

Non anonymous confession: every morning my dog jumps on the bed and lays down on me in a way that her elbows jab my sack. I'm starting to think was trained to do this by her previous owner.

I got her from a friend who's helping me with my recovery from drugs and alcohol. He's been giving me pointers on my resume, and even acting as a reference for me.

I'm probably just paranoid about the dog nut bashing thing. Wish me luck, time for some more interviews.

Motherfucker posted:

I don't think its cool to demand someone lie for you, but like, if they ask 'hey could you give a positive reference' and you're like 'SURE FRIEND' and than don't do that maybe you're a shitsoul.