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Cake day: February 23rd, 2025

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  • Thank you for sharing. That’s the hard part. I don’t know what I want, because I genuinely don’t know if success is possible for me. I really don’t believe in myself and I feel like it’s already too late for me to achieve anything. I know I don’t want to be in this country but I feel guilty leaving my parents and grandparents behind. Also I don’t really know if I would be happier elsewhere. Yes I would have a better environment, with clean air and nicer nature and better public transportation. But would that stuff even be worth it if I have literally no one, and have to work all the time in some super replaceable role where the boss will make sure I know it? I mean, not like I have anyone here apart from my parents and grandparents, who I barely get along with. But it still provides me with some sense of security or support. I think it I had a friend or two it would probably help. I feel so afraid alone, not being able to share anything with anyone. Can’t share stuff with my family. This current life is nightmarefuel. Of course tons of people have it worse but compared to my quality of life before, this is appalling, horrifying, nightmarish. I feel like someone that landed in some post apocalyptic planet, or like the movie Idiocracy. It’s exactly what I feel like, some kind of alien here and I’m gonna go insane having absolutely nobody who agrees with me or understands. Like there is no one in this entire country who understands. But it’s not even that that is the problem, it’s the fact that any time I share something about how I feel it’s met with anger, resistance, or dismissiveness. I mean someone doesn’t have to understand to offer support, but they do have to have some semblance of empathy.



  • What do you mean, like I should have more reasons that the ones listed in the comment? I don’t have anything tying me here except my parents being here. I don’t get along with them super well but I still care about them. I lived apart for them for several years before though (in different countries).

    That’s the other thing though, I don’t know if I can decide what the best plan is for me for the next few years. I really do feel paralyzed about it. Im afraid to take risks now, it just seems so scary and fatal as I’m getting older. Like if I make the wrong choice I’ve basically ruined my life, because I’m running out of time to make something of myself.



  • They are able to be “fake nice” if that counts as warming up. Honestly I can’t put up with their blunt, callous, rude and egotistical behaviour for long enough to get to anything “more”. Like what more could there be with someone like that? Most people I know here have many acquaintances but not really any true close friends. Not to mention the stories I hear about friend group drama and cheating. Like really I’d rather stay away from all of this. Also in the culture here it’s very common for the woman to be as fake as possible and try to be a golddigger for some really gross guy. It’s especially cringe because they all dress and do their hair in the exact same way which I think is tacky af. They’re just very vain and I feel so uncomfortable around them because I can tell they’re “sizing me up” and view me as beneath them cause I don’t wear high heels 24/7, and spend my entire paycheck on extensions, fake nails and the newest iphone. I’m sure there are exceptions, and it MIGHT be possible to find someone nice, who isn’t extremely racist, but I don’t think I can endure the pile of crap that I have to sift through to find that. I think most people who wanted a brighter future left this place long ago. I genuinely have no idea why anyone would stay here, unless they’re ignorant af. The constant smoking, pollution, aggression, toxic masculinity… they call any woman over the age of like 23 an “auntie” (a special derogatory word for it) and this is unironically. Men here absolutely despise women and treat them like garbage for the most part. I’m sorry but this place is a literal shithole and I feel like most people who disagree are lying to themselves. Not to mention most people get extremely defensive (and aggressive) if you dare say anything bad about the country online, and I feel like that says a lot too. The overall mentality of people here is the same in every aspect of life. They can’t accept feedback, they can’t view things from others perspectives. It’s just their way or the highway. Also they immediately resort to aggression or violence for pretty much anything. Sorry this turned into a vent. The only good thing about living here is that I don’t have to worry about paying rent, which takes a lot of pressure off of me, but there is nothing else enjoyable about it.

    Honestly I really did try to use discord. I tried searching up so many different communities for my interests and they just aren’t active at all. They maybe have like 5-10 active users and they’re all significantly younger than me. I feel like I’m just cursed.



  • I’m not trying to be antagonistic when I say this, but I don’t think it’s his fault that he is shallow. He probably couldn’t help the fact that he wasn’t as attracted to me as he would have liked to be. I don’t necessarily think that makes him a bad person, though I kind of agree he maybe shouldn’t have dated me or led me on to the point that he did, if he knew from the start I was not what he was looking for.

    I think he was just excited to finally have a gf, and to have met a girl he had a bunch in common with that he liked talking to. I think he definitely liked the validation and attention from it too.

    I think maybe im being easy on his wrongdoings because of the nice things he did for me too. And they weren’t super small things either. I don’t know, but all I can say is I’ve met a lot of guys and I never felt like anyone understood me or even remotely cared about me like he did. Maybe I’m just unlikeable trash, because at this point that’s my only explanation. Its not like I’ve rejected a bunch of good guys or anything.

    Maybe his honesty was a way to absolve himself of the guilt he felt by leading me on, I’m not sure. But I feel like if either way he is going to date me, it’s better to be honest about how he feels at least a little.

    Honestly, that didn’t offend me because I know I’m not that pretty, and he did warn me that he is generally shallow appearance-wise. So like nothing he said was wrong. And I do get why he would want someone prettier to be with “forever”. It did make me a bit sad though that I couldn’t be what he wanted.