This is going to sound b-tchy and heartless, but it’s simply a sad truth as far as I see it and have seen happen in real life here. I always had a soft spot for people who seem to struggle and aren’t doing well in life. I feel compassion for them and want to help them thrive instead of just barely survive. I have the same instinct to save wounded and struggling animals so I guess that’s just me. I once had a complete meltdown as a child because I saw a baby bird laying in the hot sand clearly going to die and my mom wouldn’t let me help it. I was probably six years old. She had to drag me away screaming and crying having a full on tantrum because I “needed” to help that baby bird, my conscience wouldn’t let me leave it without trying. Frustrated my mom to no end. By middle school I was hiding injured or fallen baby animals hidden in a box in my closet until I was found out and she sighed and let me try. I’m actually really good at it. I’ve successfully rescued/released a lot of animals and provided outside care until they figured it out and went back to the wild fully. Anyway as for people-I have had less success. I befriended two different girls in school who just really weren’t strong willed and sometimes had problems. I noted a complete lack of self respect or self love in both of them. I have both things in spades and I thought maybe I could talk them up and boost their confidence and self esteem and teach them to be stronger people. I thought maybe if I guided them and cheered them on, they would improve and do better in life. They were both beautiful girls and they had a real problem accepting poor treatment from men. They seemed so desperate for love that they would take any treatment as long as they kept the love interest. Me? I’m a b-tch on wheels when someone does me dirty 😂🤷♀️. I’m the “I don’t get mad, I get EVEN” type. I take no disrespect OR prisoners 😂. There was no quarter given to a guy who did me wrong or treated me poorly. I was like “two can play this game mother f-er and “I” can play it better.” You fucketh around, you findeth OUT. Anyway so what happened was both girls didn’t improve, screwed me over, married really bad men and both were dead before thirty. I’m not even joking. Turns out they didn’t actually love me like I did them (as a friend), didn’t appreciate anything I did for them, and really just showed their desperation and jealousy by immediately making moves on bad exes of mine that I kicked to the curb as soon as it became clear that they were just no good as partners. Not trustworthy. So after the breakup, both girls got banged by my exes and ditched off immediately afterwards-just used for sex and then moved on. They didn’t understand why I cut contact with them after that. Both had turned on me when they thought that they “had the guy” I broke up with. They turned petty and acted like they somehow had something up on me by getting with the guy that I just dumped for being a terrible partner??? Ok…😂. Yeah you go get em, girl-you can have him no problem! 😂. Yeah there was a reason why I kicked them to the curb and never looked back-these types of guys aren’t exactly the kind who are going to treat you better than the previous girl like you are SPECIAL or something because literally NO ONE is special to them. But hey we all have to find out the hard way, am I right??? Anyway so it wasn’t about “winning the guy” for me-he was an ex for a reason and I couldn’t give a crap who was his next victim. It was that they turned on me like they were having some sort of pathetic victory over me for getting with a guy that I dated previously. That was when I knew these girls weren’t my friends after all, they were just jealous haters who wanted to feel better than me by any means necessary. All I ever did was love them as my friend and support them in every way that I could. I didn’t deserve to be treated like our lives were a competition. Anyway I sort of gave up on helping people after that. Animals are better than a lot of people. At least they show genuine love and loyalty. And it made me realize that I’m now almost double the age that both girls were when they died. And I think that some people are born so weak that they self destruct and die young. One died due to drug addiction and illness(her loser husband started that garbage and got her on it), the other married a man who didn’t love her. He only loved what she could do for him and if she became a problem in any way he was done with her. She got pregnant, and it was a sickly pregnancy and recovery. He immediately began an affair and started abusing her. He stayed out late with his affair partner and left her sick at home sick with a baby. She got so ill that she died while he was gone for a day-leaving the baby alone with his dead mother all day. After she died, he had so little love or respect for her that he refused to pay for her funeral, burial, headstone etc. He skipped out with his affair partner and left the state with the baby and her family never saw the kid again. I hear his affair partner was pregnant when he left with her. My ex friend is buried in the cemetery adjacent to my house with a field between us. She didn’t make it to 25 years old. Her parents paid to bury her. Her son will never know anything about her most likely. Her husband will definitely sweep all of this under the rug because it makes him look bad. I’m left thinking of both of them as a complete waste of a promising life simply because they were weak desperate people who couldn’t have any self respect or self love for themselves. They were so easy to abuse and take for granted because they never learned how to demand the respect that they were due and would take abuse. I have had a great life and a dream of a marriage to the love of my life from which started early in my life. I was married at 19 and we are still so deeply in love. We just moved our last baby out last week into her own house. (2nd super hot Honeymoon phase unlocked after we recovered from our last kiddo being out of the house a little) 😂. All of this happened for me because I was strong and determined to be treated right like I deserved. If they had done the same, they might both be alive today.
Idk how to reply to that but that’s interesting u seem like a good person when people are good to you and your very empathic to animals and deserving people
@ yeah I was having a sleepless night and laying in bed bored thinking that I could get something down and out of myself into the void of cyberspace where no one would give a sh-t anyway- and yet here you are, harassing me like it fuqing matters to you and you get to be this much of a jack-ss for fun and sport. One could argue what the heck is wrong with YOUR life that you feel the need to do this and be this way??? This is a “you” problem. You’re the only one making it one for no good reason. I’m sorry that trolling comments is apparently the best thing you have to do with your free time. Sad.
Just when I think that I am behind in life, I hear story 20. I am a 38 year old recovering addict who has now been clean for two years. I have overdosed more times than I can count and even lost the use of my left leg for over a year from a bad overdose. I honestly don't know how I am alive today, it is definitely a miracle. They told me that I would never walk again when I got out of my month long hospital stay. Today I stand here able to walk and about a week away from achieving my goal of obtaining my college degree. Never give up, it is never too late to follow your dreams.
This is going to sound b-tchy and heartless, but it’s simply a sad truth as far as I see it and have seen happen in real life here. I always had a soft spot for people who seem to struggle and aren’t doing well in life. I feel compassion for them and want to help them thrive instead of just barely survive. I have the same instinct to save wounded and struggling animals so I guess that’s just me. I once had a complete meltdown as a child because I saw a baby bird laying in the hot sand clearly going to die and my mom wouldn’t let me help it. I was probably six years old. She had to drag me away screaming and crying having a full on tantrum because I “needed” to help that baby bird, my conscience wouldn’t let me leave it without trying. Frustrated my mom to no end. By middle school I was hiding injured or fallen baby animals hidden in a box in my closet until I was found out and she sighed and let me try. I’m actually really good at it. I’ve successfully rescued/released a lot of animals and provided outside care until they figured it out and went back to the wild fully. Anyway as for people-I have had less success. I befriended two different girls in school who just really weren’t strong willed and sometimes had problems. I noted a complete lack of self respect or self love in both of them. I have both things in spades and I thought maybe I could talk them up and boost their confidence and self esteem and teach them to be stronger people. I thought maybe if I guided them and cheered them on, they would improve and do better in life. They were both beautiful girls and they had a real problem accepting poor treatment from men. They seemed so desperate for love that they would take any treatment as long as they kept the love interest. Me? I’m a b-tch on wheels when someone does me dirty 😂🤷♀️. I’m the “I don’t get mad, I get EVEN” type. I take no disrespect OR prisoners 😂. There was no quarter given to a guy who did me wrong or treated me poorly. I was like “two can play this game mother f-er and “I” can play it better.” You fucketh around, you findeth OUT. Anyway so what happened was both girls didn’t improve, screwed me over, married really bad men and both were dead before thirty. I’m not even joking. Turns out they didn’t actually love me like I did them (as a friend), didn’t appreciate anything I did for them, and really just showed their desperation and jealousy by immediately making moves on bad exes of mine that I kicked to the curb as soon as it became clear that they were just no good as partners. Not trustworthy. So after the breakup, both girls got banged by my exes and ditched off immediately afterwards-just used for sex and then moved on. They didn’t understand why I cut contact with them after that. Both had turned on me when they thought that they “had the guy” I broke up with. They turned petty and acted like they somehow had something up on me by getting with the guy that I just dumped for being a terrible partner??? Ok…😂. Yeah you go get em, girl-you can have him no problem! 😂. Yeah there was a reason why I kicked them to the curb and never looked back-these types of guys aren’t exactly the kind who are going to treat you better than the previous girl like you are SPECIAL or something because literally NO ONE is special to them. But hey we all have to find out the hard way, am I right??? Anyway so it wasn’t about “winning the guy” for me-he was an ex for a reason and I couldn’t give a crap who was his next victim. It was that they turned on me like they were having some sort of pathetic victory over me for getting with a guy that I dated previously. That was when I knew these girls weren’t my friends after all, they were just jealous haters who wanted to feel better than me by any means necessary. All I ever did was love them as my friend and support them in every way that I could. I didn’t deserve to be treated like our lives were a competition. Anyway I sort of gave up on helping people after that. Animals are better than a lot of people. At least they show genuine love and loyalty. And it made me realize that I’m now almost double the age that both girls were when they died. And I think that some people are born so weak that they self destruct and die young. One died due to drug addiction and illness(her loser husband started that garbage and got her on it), the other married a man who didn’t love her. He only loved what she could do for him and if she became a problem in any way he was done with her. She got pregnant, and it was a sickly pregnancy and recovery. He immediately began an affair and started abusing her. He stayed out late with his affair partner and left her sick at home sick with a baby. She got so ill that she died while he was gone for a day-leaving the baby alone with his dead mother all day. After she died, he had so little love or respect for her that he refused to pay for her funeral, burial, headstone etc. He skipped out with his affair partner and left the state with the baby and her family never saw the kid again. I hear his affair partner was pregnant when he left with her. My ex friend is buried in the cemetery adjacent to my house with a field between us. She didn’t make it to 25 years old. Her parents paid to bury her. Her son will never know anything about her most likely. Her husband will definitely sweep all of this under the rug because it makes him look bad. I’m left thinking of both of them as a complete waste of a promising life simply because they were weak desperate people who couldn’t have any self respect or self love for themselves. They were so easy to abuse and take for granted because they never learned how to demand the respect that they were due and would take abuse. I have had a great life and a dream of a marriage to the love of my life from which started early in my life. I was married at 19 and we are still so deeply in love. We just moved our last baby out last week into her own house. (2nd super hot Honeymoon phase unlocked after we recovered from our last kiddo being out of the house a little) 😂. All of this happened for me because I was strong and determined to be treated right like I deserved. If they had done the same, they might both be alive today.
Idk how to reply to that but that’s interesting u seem like a good person when people are good to you and your very empathic to animals and deserving people
Man you are YAPPING
@@KWILKSP why do you care, no one made you read it. Get over it.
Who asked? You’re writing ur whole life story in the comments
@ yeah I was having a sleepless night and laying in bed bored thinking that I could get something down and out of myself into the void of cyberspace where no one would give a sh-t anyway- and yet here you are, harassing me like it fuqing matters to you and you get to be this much of a jack-ss for fun and sport. One could argue what the heck is wrong with YOUR life that you feel the need to do this and be this way??? This is a “you” problem. You’re the only one making it one for no good reason. I’m sorry that trolling comments is apparently the best thing you have to do with your free time. Sad.
Just when I think that I am behind in life, I hear story 20. I am a 38 year old recovering addict who has now been clean for two years. I have overdosed more times than I can count and even lost the use of my left leg for over a year from a bad overdose. I honestly don't know how I am alive today, it is definitely a miracle. They told me that I would never walk again when I got out of my month long hospital stay. Today I stand here able to walk and about a week away from achieving my goal of obtaining my college degree. Never give up, it is never too late to follow your dreams.
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1st comment finally
What does it do?