I am a talentless person who doesn't know what I want from life.
I'm 18 years old. I don't know what to do with my life. Until now, I've spent all my time playing computer games and reading modern fiction. I've never had a thirst for knowledge. I wanted to join the army, but I have very poor eyesight, -8; -8.5, and I'm a scrawny guy, so I just wouldn't pass the medical examination. I'm definitely not a tech person, and I'm unlikely to be a humanities person either, because I'm simply dumb and uneducated. Programming doesn't interest me at all. I'm just a basic consumer, really. Lately, I've started getting interested in history and the history of painting, but I'll definitely lose in competition to people who have been interested in this stuff almost since they were in diapers. I'd like to hear stories from people who have been through something similar. How did you find your path? What do you do now? I'll probably be frying chicken at KFC my whole life, and lately, that prospect has started to bother me.
Jeremy Kelley
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My cousin made my grandma cry on her death bed so I cut contact with her
My grandma was still lucid at this point but knew she was going to start declining. She really wanted to spend time with my cousin before her brain started deteriorating. My cousin refused to sit with her and rolled her eyes at the notion of even being near my grandma. We don't know why. She has never been able to explain why she hated grandma so much.
Like when normal people hate somebody they can explain it. She could not give any explanation outside of "I don't think she likes me". She couldn't explain why she thought that either. My grandma loved her. When my cousin faked a suicide attempt my grandma spent the entire day sobbing. It ripped her heart out that my cousin would do that to herself. (We all thought the attempt was legitimate until more information came out).
She treated my grandma with such hatred and disdain while she was dying. It was horrible to witness. We tried our best to comfort grandma but through tears all she could say, "I don't understand what I did wrong". Grandma had a horrific & drawn out death. My cousin never told her goodbye. Never told her that she loved her. Nothing.
She made a scene at the funeral. She was screaming "in pain" and everything. "Nooo
I am one bad day away from beating the living shit out of my hypoglycemic, drug addict brother-in-law.
I live with my sister and her husband, and I fucking hate what this house has turned into.
I am 23, staying at my sister’s place in her own house. Her husband is a narcissistic drug addict who she keeps excusing because “he’s a good guy”, “he’s medically unwell”, and “he does a lot for us (financially)”. He’s a rich techie, son of a high-ranking police officer, loaded with contacts. My sister owns her own house and car and would be fine without him, but she still defends him. It has turned into a toxic dependency.
He openly brags about doing heavy drugs “only to work” and pulling all-nighters at home. He jokes about it and asks me and my friends if we want some too, right in front of my sister. The audacity man. He cusses her out at night, then wakes up acting like nothing happened. If confronted, it’s suddenly “low sugar” and “memory lapse.” He once threatened to throw our dog out the window during an episode, then later brings toys and plays with the dog like he’s some fucking saint.
His sugar levels crash into the 30–40 range regularly, has seizure mimics. We have many injections around. Does he fix his diet? No. Chocolates, coke, desserts, daily food delivery. Zero accountabili
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