Maybe create a group chat so otomo have a place to share and talk?
You have options; Health Care Coverage Options for Unemployed.I understand you guys have all said I need to talk to a professional.
I probably could have, when I had a job in Japan, and had insurance.
Here, I have no job and no insurance. That's the beauty of the good ol' US of A....they'd rather let you die than help you if you don't have money. No job? No money? Oh well....go die in a ditch somewhere...we're better off without you. I get the message, loud and clear.
You're far from any kind of "expiration date". You just need to pick yourself off the floor and make **** happen. Ain't nobody gonna make things better in your life except you. Having said that, there will be people there to help you along the way.But maybe they're right. I don't really have any value. I don't provide any goods or services. I don't create anything. All I do is sleep on the floor in my elderly parents' condo and eat their food.
If I were a young man, I think someone or even myself might see the potential in me and give me another chance, but at 45 years old, I'm far past my expiration date.
I understand that things in your life didn't go the way you thought they would but I have news for you; Nobody's life goes the way they thought it would. But just because it didn't go the way you planned doesn't mean you can't change course and make something else good happen.I see now why so many men my age just give up and kill themselves. The outlook is ******* bleak. There is NOTHING....NOTHING waiting for me. Just death.
Being married and having children isn't a bed of roses. They both come with their own set of problems that one has to deal with.I know a lot of you are around my age. A lot of you are married, with kids.
I will never be a father. I'll never know what kind of incredible joy it must be to raise a child. I will never experience that.
I will never have a wife. Married guys joke about how they wish they ere single, but we all know that's a lie. I'm sitting here on the floor, 2AM, completely ******* alone. What it must feel like to be lying in a bed, next to someone that loves me. I can't even imagine how wonderful that must feel like. It must be better than any drug.
If these "stupid" little plastic men and comic books make you happy then they aren't all that bad.Everything is bull ****. All these stupid little plastic men. All these stupid comic books. I wasted my entire life on bull ****.
You really should consider volunteering as Lejuan suggested. You're not alone and there will be others who identify with what you're going through. You just need to seek them out.I'm so alone. I can't stand this ******* pain anymore.
I'm so alone. I can't stand this ******* pain anymore.
That right there is something I had to learn the hard way when I first got into my mid 30's.Ain't nobody gonna make things better in your life except you.
Failing that, what @MeatHookGekko said about working out and martial arts is all true. It's not a magic bullet (there are no magic bullets in life) but you will change on a chemical level from regular exercise. It's hard and it can suck and at first it can be triggering (embarrassment, self-consciousness, difficulty etc.) but literally all that's required is that you show up and do it, and one day ... things are different. It happens almost imperceptibly but it happens.I understand you guys have all said I need to talk to a professional.
I probably could have, when I had a job in Japan, and had insurance.
You're an animal, dude. An animal requires no reason to exist, doesn't provide goods or services, creates nothing. It just is and that's all you need to be. Everything else is a load of crap.But maybe they're right. I don't really have any value. I don't provide any goods or services. I don't create anything. All I do is sleep on the floor in my elderly parents' condo and eat their food.
Wrong.If I were a young man, I think someone or even myself might see the potential in me and give me another chance, but at 45 years old, I'm far past my expiration date.
Wrong again. You don't know what's waiting for you. Many decisions to make, many unexpected opportunities to come from those decisions. Death comes for us all, so what? All kinds of living to do until then, even if it's a fight.I see now why so many men my age just give up and kill themselves. The outlook is ******* bleak. There is NOTHING....NOTHING waiting for me. Just death.
I know people who regretted having kids. I know people who don't want kids. I sure as hell don't. It's not the be-all and end-all for everyone that you may imagine it to be.I know a lot of you are around my age. A lot of you are married, with kids.
I will never be a father. I'll never know what kind of incredible joy it must be to raise a child. I will never experience that.
You don't know that.I will never have a wife.
LOL ... not always.Married guys joke about how they wish they ere single, but we all know that's a lie.
Being alone can be freaking awesome. It's freedom. Being with someone can be freaking awesome too, but I keep telling you --- you don't know what life has in store. You only know what you fear. The future isn't promised to anyone, good or bad.I'm sitting here on the floor, 2AM, completely ******* alone. What it must feel like to be lying in a bed, next to someone that loves me. I can't even imagine how wonderful that must feel like. It must be better than any drug.
Nope. It's not.Everything is bull ****.
Maybe you did, maybe you didn't. I don't presume to know. But you have a whole lot of life to find other things to pour your attention and energy into.All these stupid little plastic men. All these stupid comic books. I wasted my entire life on bull ****.
Things can change.I'm so alone. I can't stand this ******* pain anymore.
Everything everyone else has said about exercise is true. At 43, I'm in better shape than I was at 23. At 33, having gradually put on weight until a work colleague called me 'portly' (I wasn't, but I was on the way).I understand you guys have all said I need to talk to a professional.
I probably could have, when I had a job in Japan, and had insurance.
Here, I have no job and no insurance. That's the beauty of the good ol' US of A....they'd rather let you die than help you if you don't have money. No job? No money? Oh well....go die in a ditch somewhere...we're better off without you. I get the message, loud and clear.
But maybe they're right. I don't really have any value. I don't provide any goods or services. I don't create anything. All I do is sleep on the floor in my elderly parents' condo and eat their food.
If I were a young man, I think someone or even myself might see the potential in me and give me another chance, but at 45 years old, I'm far past my expiration date.
I see now why so many men my age just give up and kill themselves. The outlook is ******* bleak. There is NOTHING....NOTHING waiting for me. Just death.
I know a lot of you are around my age. A lot of you are married, with kids.
I will never be a father. I'll never know what kind of incredible joy it must be to raise a child. I will never experience that.
I will never have a wife. Married guys joke about how they wish they ere single, but we all know that's a lie. I'm sitting here on the floor, 2AM, completely ******* alone. What it must feel like to be lying in a bed, next to someone that loves me. I can't even imagine how wonderful that must feel like. It must be better than any drug.
Everything is bull ****. All these stupid little plastic men. All these stupid comic books. I wasted my entire life on bull ****.
I'm so alone. I can't stand this ******* pain anymore.
Hang in there, Otomofan, there are many of us here who understand what you're going through.Thank you, guys.
So sorry for your loss.Well, my dad died this morning.
So sorry Otomofan. Gutwrenching. My mum died unexpectedly in October last year. Heart attack. She had risk factors but you think you'll have time to address them. Nope, too late. And she's gone.Well, my dad died this morning.
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