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ladyislingering

I read an article earlier about some crazy evangelists that believe that women should serve men forever and ever.

It made me want to chop the bits off of every man in sight.

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LoathsomePete

I feel kind of bad about complaining about this but here goes...

My duties at work have increased exponentially and as such has resulted in paychecks amounts I haven't seen since early 2009 when I was a forklift driver. Now obviously this isn't the bitching part, but I suddenly find myself very friendless as people move away or stop talking to me. It looks like for the third weekend in a row I'll be staying home watching movies on Netflix and reading comic books. Now it's not a bad way to spend a weekend, but I just find it horribly funny how that now I finally have the money to go out and enjoy myself, I suddenly have nobody to enjoy myself with. The obvious solution is to make new friends, but I'm not particularly good at that. I do such a good job at insulating myself that many people find my demeanor too intimidating to approach. Occasionally if the stars align right I can shake it off and be Prince Charming, but those nights have been rare as of late.

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Mojo

Is it just a coincidence that certain friends of yours have stopped talking to you lately? Or is it actually to do with money? I can't tell.

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Sparky

I believe I know where your coming from. My self-loathing is pretty deep, to the point that I think less of those who approach me. In my head im thinking "why talk to me don't you see all these other people you could talk to"

Otherwise I'm just too judgmental. I get angry at people when they're quick to judge me, but I'm constantly type casting other people or lumping them with stereotypes. I'm scared of success, I'd rather rationalize reasons as to why a person isn't cool enough or too cool and never approach them, then approach them and be shot down.

I know that doesn't sound a like fear of success more of losing, but being successful is so fucking easy.When I am doing good I'm consciously thinking "why aren't i just like this all the time?". Instead I over think and clutter my brain with stuff that isn't even happening.

Zer0

I'm in pretty much the same situation myself. A lot of my friends have either emigrated to find work, don't have the money to go out drinking or just don't bother talking to me anymore. So basically I find myself stuck on the internet on a Saturday night and drinking by myself quite regularly. It's such a pain in the ass as I'm actually earning some decent money at the moment, but on the other hand it's pretty much part of growing up I guess.

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WagTheDog

Yeah, I find that success tends to breed jealously among friends that don't have it themselves. Solution is really to find new friends that aren't intimidated and even... happy for you for doing better.

PoorOldPo

What happened to Salami the member?

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Mojo

I think he may have requested his account to be disabled but I really cant remember.

Anyway, my bitch:

Whenever I'm out drinking in town I see the same man everywhere. Whether I've been to work or been to the match, whatever the day or the circumstance, he's there and he seems to visit the same pubs and bars I do. He's always there, drinking...and always has his mother with him in a wheelchair.

Now, this guy is an old man himself. He looks like he's in his 60's. He could even be early 70s but seems quite mobile and active and maybe its just the grey hair that adds a few years to him, I dunno. But basically, this should tell you just how old his mother must be. She looks decrepit in all honesty. She doesnt look like she has much real awareness of where she is, as she sits wrapped in a blanket in her wheelchair while her son drinks pint after pint, and in the case of Friday night, dances and sings infront of and around her.

I'm assuming he is her primary caregiver and I have no doubt that thats a rough job. He probably likes to get out and unwind and have a good time. No problem there. However, why must he do this regardless of whether he has someone to look after her that night or not? Literally in the last week I have seen him three times. I went out the Friday after work and he was there, I went to the match on the Saturday and then for drinks afterwards and he was there, and then again the following Friday - there he was, nearly 10pm, loud music and karaeoke, bright lights, busy bar, drinking, singing and dancing with his old mother sat in her chair - not saying a word, barely looking up from her lap, being largely unnoticed by her son...literally tagging along behind him.

My sister has, in the past, spotted him and sat talking about him to people and upon leaving the pub, decided to double back and go back in to shout at him and suggest he take her home. My sister rarely gets rattled, as do I. I sat and watched him on Friday night and felt the same anger brewing in my gut. I've never wanted to say anything to anyone, or hit someone so much, in a long, long time. To be fair I had a few drinks inside me at this point too and so the only reason I didnt, I imagine, is because it would feel like I was hitting my dad.

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