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I know that life is about acceptance, but sometimes it's so hard to accept.

by hopefulencounter

17 hours ago

Loneliness Among Friends

by FryBoy

20 hours ago

...See more Hihi! Soooo, I made my last post to the wrong thread and had it deleted 😅 Technical difficulties ammi right? Ammi right? I didn't really like everything I typed last time, I wish I made it a bit more subtle but I feel like I now have my second chance to try again. It really is funny how things overlap. Again, I'm going to give a trigger warning just in case that this post is kind of me floating around in my own headspace, so if it's too much to read. Don't worry! There's plenty of other posts in the 7cups sea 🎣😅 and so you don't have to worry about that. So without further ado, to quote Peter B. Parker, “Let’s do this one more time” (Into the Spiderverse). So as I begin to drain my pool of thoughts, I think the main reason I'm making this post is because something that has been bothering me lately is a feeling of isolation I have even among those who are supposed to know me *insert gasp* *insert gasp again.* Which is crazy and maybe a tad bit over dramatic of a thought to have, but bare with me. From time to time, I feel like people are always assuming things about me, not necessarily in a targeted or malicious way, but I feel people constantly assuming things like: I'm too innocent and pure or lacking in personal troubles to hear certain conversations. Or I have people assuming what kind of things I'm interested in. It's something that has drawn my intention. Especially, since the worst of these assumptions I feel come from family and friends. And maybe it's just because of how deeply I regard these opinions that it gets me down so much, I don't know. From time to time though I get a lot of family and friends telling me how easy I've had it. And while I've had it plenty easier than most, I’ve still had plenty that's left an impact on me. Growing up, my parents were hardly home. Not because they were negligent, but because I grew up poor and when we finally had money they had to keep working to maintain it. Though, I never really questioned it, because I often was able to reap many benefits from it with stuff like extra big Christmases. I think looking back though I wish I could've seen them back a bit more. There were many school events I missed because I always had a babysitter. I wish I had more time to attend those, but it is what it is. My parents did their best, I’m positive. Another thing is, growing up I think I also had troubles expressing myself, my parents were pretty new to parenting with me. And I think they often didn’t know how to handle things the best way, because they had come from families with many troubles too. I won’t get into all the details about my situation, but I have had my own troubles. And while I've definitely had it easier than most, it upsets me when I feel people talking so ignorantly about how well I’ve had it and how I don’t understand certain things in the world. It is true, I don’t know everything, but I feel like most people don’t even check to see how true what they’re saying really is. They don’t ask what experiences I’ve had or what goes on in my mind, they just assume. Another group of assumptions that bother me is people thinking I'm "innocent" or “pure,” and trying to spare me from the more explicit conversations and such. First of all, I was raised under the notion that you can’t be sheltered from everything. Secondly, I already usually know everything these people are talking about when this happens 🫠🫠🫠🫠 To be honest… it doesn't bother me, I could care less. It might throw me off a bit, but as long as everyone else is ok, so am I. From my point of view, I think the conversations are entertaining and besides awkwardness can be fun. The key is that everyone is having fun. But still, these people will switch topics, without even asking me what I want. I don’t need that kind of protection. I think one of the biggest examples of this from my brain comes from a few years ago when an older cousin changed a song we were listening to in the car, because it had too much "swearing" and "innuendos." They just assumed it was too much for me. Like, I've heard all the swear words there are!!!! You should hear half the things that come out of my m…. Hmm actually let's skip that 😅 The worst part is at the time I was in my teens!!!! I am the same age as that cousin's younger brother and I don't see him getting the same treatment. The younger brother tried to defend me, because he said I really was a lot like them. The older brother though had already had his mind set 🥲 Like really, you don't think I know these things???? I do!!!! Rarely have I heard an innuendo I don't know 😏😏😏😏 Listen, I had my fair share of sussy jokes back in the day. But that's besides the point 😅 Let's continue. This final group of things I’m going to talk about are a little less connected to each other, but I feel somehow they blend together. If that makes sense? So let’s see…. In case you couldn’t tell I am on the sillier side of the silly-idus scale. I like to make jokes often, I think they lighten the mood when I feel down on myself and I hope they do for others too. I think it also feels more welcoming that way. My trouble is that I feel people assume no matter how hard I try that I am just jokes. People will spare me more serious conversations, because I am on the sillier side of the silly-idus scale. And that’s not what I want, I tell jokes because I want to be closer to people but it seems like it pushes me away. Similarly, I’ve had not invite me to things like dances, because they assumed it wasn’t my thing 🥲 Like I don’t know, it sounds kind of nice to me, I wouldn’t mind being asked. And there’s other activities like these too where I wasn’t invited. If it was any other person, I’d assume they just didn’t care. But these are friends who normally have my back, so it’s very saddening to see them pick and choose for me what they think I’d be into or not. Especially because I think it’d be really fun to do things like go to a dance and meet a pretty girl. I don’t know. I think overall, my problem really stems from I feel so excluded by all these different assumptions, I feel so lonely around everyone I know 🫠🫠🫠🫠 I feel like they don’t really capture what I want and so sometimes it feels like there’s no one I can go to, I guess. Anyways anyways, that was me draining my pool of thoughts. If you enjoyed this post then make sure to like, comment, and subscribe for more content like this! Follow me in the forums. Follow my alt (jokes jokes, mods don’t ban me). Thanks for coming to my ted talk. We can have another story time like this again. In the meantime take care, maybe I’ll see you in replies, I have no idea. That would be cray cray 😎😎😎😎

Feeling Like a Failure at 20: Struggling with Loneliness, Self-Doubt, and Finding My Path Forward

by Caesar2024

21 hours ago

...See more I Feel Like I’ve Failed at Life at 20 Years Old: My Story I'm almost 20 years old now, and I can't help but feel like I've failed at life. If I look back at what I've done so far, nothing seems valuable. I didn't go to school very often because I stutter, and this kept me isolated. Instead, I spent most of my time at home, doing things on my computer. Writing this makes me tear up because I feel like a failure. I avoided school because my classmates made fun of me. They laughed at my stutter, gave me cruel nicknames, and made me feel different. Because of this, I don’t have any friends. I've always felt like an outsider. In fact, as a 20-year-old man, I’ve never even talked to a girl. I've spent my entire life avoiding social situations because everyone would joke about my stutter. I failed in education as well. The only thing I found comfort in was my computer. While I didn't go to school much, I did spend a lot of time learning about IT and programming. For some reason, technology was different for me; I could understand it easily. I didn’t remember much of the math, science, or history I was supposed to learn, but I found myself drawn to video editing, design, and eventually, full-stack web development. I’ve gained a lot of knowledge in this area, and I think I’m actually good at it. I can build applications using tools like JavaScript, Node, and Next.js. Right now, I’m working on building a backend portfolio. But despite this, I still feel like I’ve failed. I failed my country’s main exam once, and the second time I tried, I didn’t even show up because Iwas bitten by a snake, and honestly, I hadn’t studied anyway. Until I turned 18, I didn’t really feel the weight of all this. But now, I do. I feel alone. I feel like my chances in life are gone, and I don’t have another opportunity. Most of the time, I feel like I just need a hug. I’ve always wanted to go to the USA, find my wife, and live my life there. But now, it seems like that dream is slipping away. When I told this to my friends, they just laughed at me. Everyone says, “You can't do that,” even my online gaming friends. And now, it seems like they were right. It brings me to tears whenever I think about it. I feel so alone. No one chats with me, no one calls me, no one. I feel like a failure. I’m from South Asia, and when I was younger, my dream was to go to the USA. I wanted to marry an American girl, have kids, and live a happy life. But now, that dream feels impossible. My family is poor, and I can't afford to get a degree. The cost is just too high. So, I’ve been trying to teach myself. I’ve had this feeling of failure and loneliness for many months now, and it doesn’t seem to go away. There’s another exam coming up for my country, and I plan to take it, but I’m not sure I have the knowledge to pass. That’s my reality. I feel alone, and I feel like I’ve failed. Do you think I can still achieve my dreams? Any advice?

Rejected By Society.

by tryingtosurvive2024

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Getting things off my chest...

by GreekCatPerson

December 11th, 2024

...See more I don't really know who knows my story and how much of my story you know. I have posted before, and I also put a small intro on my profile. Today is a very bad day for me. I have been feeling helpless, and I feel at any moment something horrible will happen to make my life even worse. I have no family, and I have no friends. I come to 7 cups every day, and I have connections with several people that I could call friends and family. But the problem is that everyone has their own problems, their own life, their own challenges just like I do. The only difference is that it feels that people have support systems, whether it's a family member, a friend, and/or a therapist who is willing to catch them if they fall. I literally fell, and everyone in my life scattered because of my attempt and because of finding out that I was a cheater. Yes, I was unfaithful to my wife and, honestly, I could live with the suffering of my crime, but the fact that the woman that I truly did love hates me so much... The amount of damage that I have caused with my actions goes beyond my conviction, beyond my ability to forgive myself. I feel the pain I caused my wife, I feel the pain I caused my mother-in-law, my father-in-law. They loved me so much, and I betrayed them. And it's not okay. It's not who I am now. I broke myself, physically, mentally, and emotionally. They say that once the glass is cracked it can't be fixed. I want to offer a different opinion, the glass is cracked and therefore is 10 times more important to realize how delicate the glass is now and try to repair instead of replacing it. I know my wife is not here, she's too strong to ever let depression get to her, but to her I want to say that I learned what is important in life. Those 4 years in prison taught me so much and you're the only one I want to see benefit from those lessons. I love you, and I pray every day that God inspires you to feel that I am not the monster you think I am. And I hope one day you reach out to me. I will be here, waiting, crying, and praying. You matter to me, you mean everything to me.

Just feel so alone

by edg0414

December 2nd, 2024

Alone

by SleepyShyCat

November 30th, 2024

I just need someone to listen

by Sulsulsims

November 26th, 2024

sad poems

by coolpeoplez

November 18th, 2024

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