Social WR Lounge v261: Opium-Free Heroin, for those trying to quit but still wanna shoot up!

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Err @Sara? And how do you not know @fingercuffs? Smh. When you were temp banned during the WR Awards thread in December - we were dethroned as co-POTY by @tonni - there was talk of @IngaVovchanchyn being transgender. :eek: Mr. Man What An Ass, I Ride My Bike Fast wanted confirmation that wasn't the case before he penned his Sherotica classic.


I admittedly laughed (out loud). I'm sorry. :(



Where are they buried? :confused:



It's more like a couple dozen or something like that but there was no "before"; dudes came first and they were concurrent to the flings with women. I'm going on six years being vayjay-free though.



I've actually grown to find it kind of flattering that we summon acts of supernatural reckoning and trigger the collapse of entire civilizations. You know like, fuck your couch; fuck "your culture" (
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It's a cute idea and all, but "gay marriage" really isn't something I believe in (I support it for others) and there would be almost no family present on either side considering I'm largely estranged at this point and he was just outright cutoff and practically kicked to the curb as a teenager.




We are your family now. Ill be there, pushing you down the aisle
 
Man, I'm having an odd day. I took the day off, couldn't sleep a wink last night. I've been struggling mightily with sleep and all those 12 hour a day shifts back to back to back and my days off I do absolutely nothing.

Homie called me and had clearly been crying, his two girlfriends he lives with, there seems to be some trouble in paradise and they needed money. I'm not good at comforting people at all, I dwell in the beauty of what most find negative, but it was a good hang, I got a PC and I'm back. Click clacking away with a lovely sad tune in my ear.

Does anyone else find when something trivial is missing from their life that they kind of shut down? I assume not, the majority of y'all are far more put together than I. I'm envious and it seems so alien how so many of y'all are good normal people, it's nice to read. To imagine of life of doing things normally and not just out of necessity. To wake up, make breakfast, check your emails, get in the truck you're making payments on, answering your families phone calls, going to work and just working, going home with a dinner planned, a tv show in mind, one beer and not a pint of whiskey, laundry when it needs done, bills paid when due, healthy friendships. So peculiar from the outside when you struggle to sleep and you struggle to wake up. I'm curious of what that means.

Granted, I doubt any of y'all could thrive in this neighborhood, with murderous hookers and Chewbacca's around every corner... but the grass is always greener I suppose. When you spend your life stumbling the path less paved feels like home.

I talk to a psychiatrist Thursday if I can wake up for it, I'm excited. I've never really been on any sort of medication that wasn't prescribed by a homie. I don't know what it does. The one thing I'm most curious to know about myself is about why I enjoy cocaine when I do it. I always want to do something when I touch that China, start something, write something, be something. Feel something. Liquor too, those two things (and bless them when they're combined) I could write you a periodic table of the elements of self destruction. I would very much like to be normal. To make my bed and waffles in the morning, to call my family and check on them every day, to do things again. I worry a bit that it's over for me in a way, not that I'm suicidal or anything, just at this point I don't think I can go back to going places, or making plans, or applying to a class, or doing anything that's not what's in front of me, my pages will remain unfinished, and I'll spend every day in a form of alcohol induced stasis. My favorite bird is the crow, which is ironic, at 32 crows have been sinking their feet into the sides of my eyes and underneath those eyes I'm starting to carry more bags than Floyd Mayweather's entourage. I'm not suicidal anymore, and that slightly worries me, as I'm not happier or normal. when I used to put a gun in my mouth, that took courage, and there was a brutal release when I couldn't pull the trigger. I worry that perhaps deep down I didn't need a gun to kill myself, and that all of our caskets lower day by day, and I'm riding to my funeral on a white horse with a blunt and a bottle. To watch Evan Williams, John Jameson, Well Tequila, Self Doubt, Childhood Trauma, and Inaction be the six pallbearers carrying the cheapest casket my meager Estate Sale offered.

I realize how very obnoxious I am on this forum and how horrid it must be to drag through my long ass dumb posts, but this is truly the only place I can open up. When I usually open up to anyone, the way I've opened up to y'all for over a decade, I immediately ghost. I really hope I can afford therapy and medication. I'm tired of aging at a bus stop with ever changing faces, until that black bus rides up to take me to the eternal beyond, often early and for my grandfather cruelly late, but rain or shine, it seems like all I do is check my watch and talk about the weather.

I'm curious what y'all think of this song. I was taken aback when I first hard it, his voice so haunted. The acoustic with a touch of static and the way the violin just seeps into the song so effortlessly you barely even know it and the way it swells with his voice and pulls back and the song ends with just the acoustic guitar, the same way it starts. Gorgeous. Folk really has grown ever so much into something so beautiful.

The distance from the man that I am to the man I want to be
The time it takes to realize time is the distance I need
But I was born impatient
And I was born unkind
But I refuse to believe I have to be
The same person I was born when I die
'Cause change is alright
Change is alright
I'm not proud of all the choices I've made for a lot of my life
Following the shadow when I damn well know that behind me is the light
But I've lied to my mother
I made people feel like hell
But I refuse to believe I have to keep
Being cruel 'cause I'm a coward myself
And time is impatience
No, patience takes time
Excuses will only do good if you're waiting around to die
Everyone is born with self worth
How easily it turns to doubt
It takes letting go of what we know we can't live without
But the blood in the water
Is the blood of my brother
We both learned it didn't mean a thing in
The end if one was thicker than the other
And I've tried having faith
But I'll rot like a dog
'Cause I've always been scared of loving
Someone just a little bit more than I'm loved
Losing is fine
Everything is fine

I do ever so apologize for these posts.

I hate to see you post something like that. For one I am sure we all have our own demons, mine are just really lame and embarrassing so they don't make good fodder for Sherdog posts.

Sometimes people who are experiencing mental health issues will wonder if there's something deep missing form their lives like some greater purpose or family. But in many cases there are simple things they can do to improve their mental health in a big way. One thing is sleep and if I had to guess sleep problems are probably contributing at least in part to your woes here. I get that on some level that's going to be hard to solve due to the nature of your work and given the pandemic you gotta do what you gotta do. But improving your sleep is a big early step you could take to improve your mental health.

To that end cocaine and alcohol are probably only making it worse. Obviously I am a bit of a square these days and my gut instinct is to tell you to just quit those things. But I also believe that giving people advice you know they won't take is as good as not giving them advice at all so I'll say that you at least need to drastically change your relationship to those drugs. They should be slaves to you, not you to them. If you feel that you need them to function on a regular basis then that's a sign that they've enslaved you. The sad part is that, from my cursory reading of the relationship between coke and sleep, your problems will get worse before they get better if you quit. And that rough withdrawal period is very likely to end with you falling right back into the problem.

I know I struggle a bit with marijuana dependence and while its nowhere near as bad as dealing with those drugs it can still effect one's sleep cycle pretty badly. I took a ~5 month break recently and having the fog lifted was great. Thing is coke is a bit more intense so depending on your level of dependence quitting cold turkey could be risky.
 
But in many cases there are simple things they can do to improve their mental health in a big way. One thing is sleep and if I had to guess sleep problems are probably contributing at least in part to your woes here. I get that on some level that's going to be hard to solve due to the nature of your work and given the pandemic you gotta do what you gotta do. But improving your sleep is a big early step you could take to improve your mental health.

I can support this. See it with my wife. I also bought a tracking ring that supports with this.

Problem here is probably also his current line of work (hours of the day).
 
I can support this. See it with my wife. I also bought a tracking ring that supports with this.

Problem here is probably also his current line of work (hours of the day).
Yeah I mentioned that. Not much he can do about that especially given the rough circumstances the pandemic put him in. Long term it might be a good idea to find a job that isn't so disruptive to his sleep cycle.
 
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I’m not sure why y’all are always trying to turn female posters into rivals.
Most of us grew up on the WWF, where every week Jerry the King Lawler would tell us that all women secretly hate each other.
 
Man it is sad seeing how many people still think a flat tax is somehow a way to fix our tax system.
Humble brag I guess and it helped being the son of a teacher but my Mom explained this to me in grade school and I understood it.

Come to think of it I'm not sure how far my grasp of economics has come since then so perhaps not such a brag after all.
 
Dentist appointment today, let’s see if I can continue my lifetime streak of zero cavities

which brings me to a few questions,
1, are any of y’all still cavity free? Do any of you still have baby teeth? And who picks what you watch on tv, you or your bf/gf/wife/husband/partner?
 
Dentist appointment today, let’s see if I can continue my lifetime streak of zero cavities

which brings me to a few questions,
1, are any of y’all still cavity free? Do any of you still have baby teeth? And who picks what you watch on tv, you or your bf/gf/wife/husband/partner?
No cavity since I was a kid, I am 33, so no baby teeth (that would be fucking terrifying), I have none of those things so I decide what to watch at all times.
 
Coworker of mine was sexually harassed and stalked for months by an 62 year old office employee. Dude sent her dick pics on facebook, among other things.

He got suspended but isn't fired yet.

Obviously she's the most timid girl that works with us. What's up with old pervs?
 
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