/yu/ - Feelings



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I've gone and fucked myself. I'm genuinely in fear of my life now. Everyday I wake up, I remember my reality. A wave of fear and anxiety fills me. Sleep is so peaceful, but knowing I could easily be killed during this time makes me stay up for hours on end. Stepping out my front door is a risk too, buut so is staying at home. I'm terrified to schedule another shift at work because I believe my coworkers want to beat the shid out of me. Same goes with my neighbors and the family I live with. Worse than that, I believe people want to gun me down lol. It's become a hellish existence and I don't see any way I could ever be happy again. Genuinely happy and on a good path. My mother, father, siblings have practically disowned me, leaving me for the dogs. Yet I still live with them, I know the way they feel about me.

I have a way out, but my mom might take it away from me. Here's hoping that won't happen.

Either way, once I'm gone, my family will be happier than they were when I was around. Dead or alive.

I can't cope, I want to restart but it's clear that isn't possible. Nor is redemption. Just suffering, or fleeing. But my counselor believes this will follow me no matter how far I go. As for my safety though, leaving this town could be a matter of life or death.

How fucking crazy is that?

I believe that these feelings are deeply rooted in reality, but you would probably call me schizo.

Fuck man, I don't know what to do, I'm only posting this here because I believe my anonymity on a regular pornsite/plebbit have been compromised. Posting with HTTPS everywhere and on a different, more secure browser. Hoping my family isn't able to read what I'm typing.

I don't know if this is me being psycho,(counselor put in a note "psychosis" after our last visit?) but I'm pretty sure I heard my mom say "he already knows they're gonna kill him".

Do people use numbers/times as a form of communication? I think so, but I'd like to hear other peoples' opinions.
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if you act on a belief, it is true. why would you go see a counselor? because you dont believe you even have control over your mind. no one can help you at this point, you are basically just an animal in human form. your own mind has been imprisoned by itself. you have gone off the figurative deep end, you will now have to go to a therapist and take meds for the rest of your life, like a plant being watered and cared for. that is all you are, a plant, with no control over anything about it at all.

i do really mean all that ive said but at the same time i dont. there is an astounding lack of harsh criticism towards weak people in this day and age and i want to create this dialogue in your mind to make you realize, youre being fucking pathetic right now. you need to realize that youre the only one who can change your life, and youre the only one in control of your mind. you can debate the validity of these statements but at the end of the day they lead to positive change and thats all that really matters. if you have a problem, what the fuck are you going to do about it? are you going to fix it and stop being a victim, or are you going to feel content in thinking you cant do anything about it?

also my captcha was 0hSHiD lol.


as always, holy dubs speak the truth


The therapist, at the end of the day, can't help you. Only you can help yourself. Therapy may help you, though, because the therapist may be a medium for you to convince yourself to think differently.

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>be me
>mom gets home from a 4 week trip
>she's in a bad mood
>couple days ago she was texting me asking for money
>needed 500 dollars
>said she'd pay me back
>i respond to her first text, but immediately crash from exhaustion afterwards
>she's blowing up my phone
>her boyfriends calling me
>eventually texts me saying she doesn't want me to send her ANYTHING
>ignores me until today
>doesn't want me to pick her up from the airport, sends her bf instead
>at the house, we unload her luggage
>relative silence, i try to start convo, shut down
>she gets frustrated with my questions
>tells me to go to my room
>to leave her alone so that she can unpack
>ok mom..
>"i don't even want to look at you rn"
>walk away in silence

in my room watching lecture vids rn
things have been pretty difficult our relationship, same goes for my relationship with my sister and my dad (he's visiting for the weekend, gets here tomorrow... i don't really feel like spending the night in a hotel with him rn, but thats what we usually do when he visits).

to be honest i just want to live on my own, but i've got some shit to sort out before that, and i dont even know if i am capable of that.

my mom and dad don't think so... my mom doesn't really want me to work atm, she doesn't think i should be driving to work, i just recently got my license and she seems to think im incapable of driving safely... not entirely true, i've driven further than what it would take for me to get to work.

not doing so well in school right now, but i know i can work a shift without issues, i'm capable of that

money has been a problem, and me and my sister are both currently living off our savings accounts.. but with bills and shit constantly coming in, it'sPost too long. Click here to view the full text.


why does she need money?


Seems like you'll have to save as much money as possible and bunker down until the time is right. where they always that rude OP?

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It's Like All A Dream Game, Really.

Post The People, If You Feel, Truly Feel, Something For The Lad/Lass - You Win.

Don't forget to name the person if feeling proper so we too do can colour some boring times with a pieces of another.

I Will Start this one.
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John Gallagher Jr


Can y'all elaborate when you post on this thread? It is hard to see the deeper point of this thread with just photos. Just posting photos and name comes accross and low quality to me. This thread has potential.


this thread's an old offshoot of YLYL.
aka You Love You, and the other offshoots are You Rage You Lose, You Baww You Lose, and You Barf You Lose.
Lurk moar OP pls

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> Pic realted

It's my first time posting here, hoping this board is kind of active.
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Okay, I'll think of this next time I decide to make a post related to all this

It's not just being a jerk or being a dick to people. I mean not even my own mother seems to care for me. She keeps saying things like "you need it" and shit.

Cars keep speeding past my house, non stop, revving their engines. I feel like people have my address.

I don't know, anon, my dad called me to say that he would rather me go to Mexico instead of to his place in California. That I'd probably feel the same as I do here.

I feel as if I'll die before the end of the month or I'll be killed by someone in Mexico.

I don't know what to do anymore.

I'm taking my meds, talking to my counselor, trying to talk to my family, but I still feel like they're trying to con me. My mom tells me she wants me to feel safe and comfortable, but she doesn't seem to care when I tell her I want to be far away from this neighborhood. I believe I'd feel happier and safer in a one bedroom apartment by myself. But I can't do that right now. She said she'd withhold the title to my car, because she doesn't want a mentally ill person driving around.

She suggested I go to hospital, or that she whoop me with a belt if I wanted to feel pain. I don't know. I think about it sometimes, but my counselor hasn't mentioned it, even after all I've told her. She says that she wouldn't hurt me. My dad says that too. But I wouldn't say that my uncle wouldn't either. Or anyone else for that matter.

I am thinking about it, but no, I haven't been physically hurt by anyone. I've been diagnosed with Anxiety and Depression, my counselor put in a note of mild psychosis, and my psychiatrist say I'm experiencing feelings of paranoia. Yet I still worry for my safety, even with a diagnosis like this. I get this impression that many people don't like me, complete strangers in my town tend to treat me like shit for whatever reason. Getting on the bus is difficult, I feel as if I've been noticed by some of the people in my town, and I struggle with that feeling. I feel like someday someone will get fed up and try to take me out.


All of op's threads so far, just to help anyone who doesnt know what's going to catch up.


Are you still here op? is everything fine now?

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Okay everyone.

I'm about leave everything behind. Everything, sadly including my pets, which I love so very much. All of my belongings aside from the following: Laptop, SSN, Passport, BC, Spare undies/tshirt, headphones (2), Two binders that hold the aforementioned documents, and the clothes on my back.

I have 12000 dollars, which isn't an incredible amount, but I have no where to hide in this god damn state. My family is out of the picture. Currently I'm still in my homestate, but I'm out of town, and I don't plan on going back for any reason, other than being convinced by my family (which I fear, because they'll definitely teach me a lesson). I'm truly on my own here.

I plan on hopping on an airplane or a bus and moving across the country. Or should I move out of country? It's clear that these people want me gone, and I mean gone gone.

I'd like to hear any opinions, I'm willing to answer some questions. I'll be watching my post for the next couple of hours. I have until 5am tomorrow to disappear.
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She hasn't answered my texts, I'm planning on asking her to meet me somewhere once I land back in my home state. I feel like I don't deserve to call these people, but my dad keeps checking in on me, same with my uncle. My uncle told me to come home "we admit responsibilities and deal with them".

The last message I sent my mom was me asking if she wanted to talk and she hasn't messaged me back. Right now, I'm waiting on a phone call from my dad.

My uncle would punish me growing up. He and I have a long history with each other, at one point he straight up told me he didn't really like me as a teenager. I'm a young adult now. We do spend a lot of time together, and he does joke/clown around a lot, but I know I've done things to hurt him as well.

I agree that my relationship with my mom is important, it means a lot to me, but I have this gut feeling that I cause her pain more than anything else. I love this woman, she's said in the fast that she could leave like my dad did if she wanted to, live her life and what not. Now she's talking about selling the house, which is something I know she has been thinking about for a while now. I wouldn't mind at all, she can do that and move somewhere she would be happier. I know she will be.

> "Try for a second to reason about it logically, put aside your feelings. Why would all this be happening to you, and not anybody else? How much does it take to push a person to homicide, and have you really ever done anything close to that to anybody? The world is full of dickheads, even famous dickheads, and somehow they are (mostly) all still alive. That's because killing someone is not something one does lightly and it's not something easy to pull off without going to jail for a long while."

You make a lot of good points, anon, and it is reassuring. It's hard to set aside my thoughts, which can be unfair to others. These feelings do affect how I treat people, which is usually something bitter or weird. I feel like it would be so easy for someone to pull up and put a couple of shots into me and speed off, it's happened before. People at my high school have been found dead in Post too long. Click here to view the full text.


Well I'm back home.

So much has happened already, I still have reservations for my near future, I'm worried about what will happen to me if I don't permanently leave. I explained this to my mom and she dropped a couple of bombshells on me. She said since my disappearance, she realized that she doesn't want to be with anyone, that she wants to live alone, sell the house and move away. That whatever happens, happens, she's no longer going to worry and worry about my future. When she said this, I began to fear for the worst. She told me to love myself, to take care of myself, and to accept myself. To find god, to talk to a priest or pastor, and find the lord. She said that she needs to find god as well, in order to be happy. It felt like she was asking me to commit suicide. I kept saying things like "I don't want to die", "Is it happening tonight?", and other shid like that. She kept shaking her head, and saying that she wouldn't hurt me. But if I wanted pain she could grab a belt and whoop me. She also talked about putting me into a mental hospital for a while. I don't know what could possibly help me at this point.

We called my dad and he basically told me the same things as she did, that they aren't going to hurt me. He said a couple of things that stuck with me, "We're not going to hurt you, anon", "Everything's going to be okay","It's ALL in your head", and "We have to get you - the right medication so that you can be happy and healthy in life". Hearing him say these things was concerning I sense ulterior motives. That him, my mom, my sister, and everyone else who reached out wants to lure/lull me into a false sense of security before they act. He called me this morning to check in on me, and reminded me to talk to my counselor today, explain what happened recently.

My uncle and my mom's boyfren were getting drunk last night, talking about what's going to happen later tonight. They're talking as I'm typing this right now. My mom's boyfren said somethings dead, I didn't quite hear what that somethings was. My uncle says "You haven't worked, but it's coming now" (rough translation), I can't really hear the context, but it sounds serious.



The first time I wanted to run away I was 7.

When I was 16, I told one of my classmates, I worked hard because I wanted to leave my home and never come back again.

When I was 23, I decided to leave, but later went back twice to see if I still had any reason to go back home. The last time I went home something convinced me it's a mistake to go back again.

It's not easy to survive. My family chased me and it forced me to stop contacting anyone they knew, my classmates, friends, anyone, so that they couldn't have my phone number.

I later learned that I was abused by my parents. I had to spend a huge amount of time on correcting myself, and at the same time struggle to find a job.

I don't know why I am still alive today. But I know I made the right decision. Had I not escaped from my family, my life could have been far worse.

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I still feel like I'm going to die in this place.

But until then, I will be holding vigils and watching my back. It's necessary, I ditched my pocket knife at the airport, but I have a machete. It won't stop a bullet, but I think I need it tonight.

I don't know what to do. Whenever I talk to my dad or my mom about running away again, they simple say that I can't. That it's just not gonna happen. I think it's possible, but I still have my concerns. My family has this influence, and it could be my downfall.

I feel as if my doctors, my family, this entire town, knows about me.

They say it takes a village, it's likely that many people know where I live.

I'm not able to freely eat, sleep, shid, or shower. It's just a waiting game.

Waiting for the one who puts a bullet into my head.

It could happen tonight, or a month from now.

I don't know what to do anymore.

My mom said that "anything can be done if you have enough money". I can feel whatever she may be implying.

My doctor says that "she knows people".

My sister says that she wishes that I felt safer, that everyone was healthier, that she hopes we'll feel calm and settled one day and comfortable, "you know?".

Even the memes my frens send me seem like they have implications.

My uncle keeps singing this song (in another language) that goes "Because I was not your fren, nothing more.", while saying his nickname for me.

He just handed me a plate of food.

Just yesterday, I walked in on my sister crying. As if she was mourning. We talked for a couple of hours, and she kept trying to talk me down from worrying about my safety. But then it started to seem like she was trying to trick me into believing that I'm safe.

She was talking about how my mom made a "purchase" for my cat. How she won't need to have a cone on her head for much longer because she ordered a protective vest for my cat.

I worry about what that could possibly mean.

I get it, many people will come to convince me that I'm talking crazy, but I can't be so foolish, can I?

I've hurt these people in the past, it would only make sense for them to want to hurt me.

God damn it all.

Everything feels so cryptic and out of place.

I can see it coming. I don't know what to do. All I feel is this overwhelming sense of impending death.

I feel complacent with the reality of the situation, I think thaPost too long. Click here to view the full text.


Dude chill your suffering from extreme paranoia, also your cat needs protection because apparently you feel the neet to carry weapons 24/7. that or it got injured.
also, either post in the threads you've aready made, or go to >>>/yu/
its a board for these types of threads. lurk moar.

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Hey /yu/. I have a story to get off my chest.

I was around 4-5 when this started. I'd hear a voice claiming to be Satan, it was muddled yet it spoke to me telling me to do things.
Around I was 7 I started getting revelations from this Satan-voice. I was told that I was inside a simulation, and proving it by showing me patterns. I don't know why I didn't react too much.

Around age 12 I started getting more revelations from a voice claiming to be God. I was supposed to be an apocalyptic soldier to bring about the end of the world. Around this time the war started brewing. I started hearing a voice saying it's the CIA and I had lots of revelations around that time. A lot was revealed to me. I started becoming afraid.

I currently take antipsychotic medication and it's making me more lucid.

I can tell more if you want me to.
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Thanks for answering my questions. Interesting stuff, and kinda scary too. I'm happy you resisted the voice that told you to hurt your cat
> I've wanted to do a whole lot of writing and animation based on it.. maybe you'll see in the future.


It'd be killer if you wrote stuff about it, I'm sure there'd a heap of people interested. I sure am.
Two more questions, how did you figure out this wasn't normal? And why/when did you go into treatment?


>how did you figure out this wasn't normal?
I started taking antipsychotics after a lot of convincing.
>When/why did you go into treatment?
My dad's a psychiatrist so he was trying to help me the entire time and convincing me to reveal myself.

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>don't actually ejaceluate
who else has perfected this art?
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ah yes, the non-ejaculatory orgasm. ive been taking cracks at it for around two years now. ive come close to a totally dry explosion, yet no cigar. your pelvic floor muscles need to be really strong for it. mine are not yet at the required strength level. but even a delayed orgasm is enough to nearly turn one off to regular nuts. the longer the delay, the brighter the fireworks. ever see a video of a woman having a real orgasm that isn't from some dumbass shit like getting fucked in the ear? and how her soul temporarily leaves her body? imagine that, and imagine being one of the sensei coomers who can chain multiple dry pulls together, since when you dont actually ejaculate apparently your body thinks you still have a quota to reach, and there's no refractory period. thusly, you can experience multiple orgasms within a few minutes or even a few seconds of each other. it is genuinely one of the more mind blowing things you can experience as a man or otherwise human with male reproductive organs.
in my short yet broad days in NEETdom, the NEO is one of a couple masturbatory goldmines which i have discovered, along with the prostate orgasm, sensory orgasms (which is literally rubbing one's stones or nipples or some erotically pleasurable area), and the male squirt, which can be done, but (as far as i know) unfortunately not by those of us whose foreskin and other vital penile components were bitten off by a jewish man while we were infants.


I've done it like 5 times, not that hard tbh.


>prostate orgasm
sounds pretty gay man

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Why the fuck am i so fucking dumb i fucking hate this shit i want to die its so hard to do anything and nothing works :'c
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ok ill take your word for it. one less stop on my daily visits...


>its so hard to do anything and nothing works :'c
same, fuck


idk my iq but like, it takes ages for me to learn stuff and do stuff and shits hard, ive only ever gotten c's or lower in school

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The easiest way to spot evil is to put something good in front of them. I learned this in a weird way.

It was my birthday that day actually, and it was about 3 am and I just woke up. I heard a kitten outside the door and felt very bad about it, so me and my dad (he was awake too) let it in. I made the kitten at home, giving it somewhere cold to stay and letting it chill.

My mom and my brother didn't like it however. They saw I let the kitten in and they got very pissed at me. My brother started hurling insults at me for letting the kitten in.

You may say "Well, rabies!" but I live in a country where the rabies rate among animals is super low that it's not even a problem.

Next day, I notice that the kitten is gone. It turns out my mother actually sent the kitten away somewhere, presumably to die.

She'll have to answer to God as to why she did that. I tried talking to her about it but all she did was say "SO YOU'RE SAYING I'M A BAD MOTHER?! OKAY, HATE ME! HATE ME!" and being super defensive.

As I type this, I am quite emotional. There are other things she should have done. The kitten didn't attack me or do anything wrong. She could have taken it somewhere since there are animal organizations here. She didn't care. She just threw it away.

RIP kittenbro. You were too pure for this disgusting world.

I would not be surprised if my mother turned out to have some sort of mental disorder. She rarely shows emotion towards me, and when she'd speak to me she'd be passive aggressive, or sometimes absolutely pissed at me for no reason.


Apologies for the spacing btw it's just my autism.


Cat's better off in the wild world than in a house with a bitch like that. Now he can have an adventure.


parasites are another issue but seriously, yeah it could have been given to a responcible owner, animal control, or a nice orginization or shelter instead of thrown back outside, a good chunk of cats and other domesticated animals die that way. hopfully someone else found it and gave it a nice home.

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A baww thread.
Post anything sad here. Could be your story, could be someone else's, could be sad pictures, anything, as long as it's sad.
Starting with my own story, a continuation.
I did make a thread on here before about my cousins and brother and the situation I had with them, but I had something a bit ago that was.. quite sad.
For context, during my birthday, not many people cared. Only my parents and an aunt. Not that that's a problem.
Anyways.. time to hit it.
>Have a dream
>eldest cousin walks up to me (he was the nicest)
>tells me "happy birthday!" and gives me a present
>it's an iPad
>all my other cousins are there, the same ones who made fun of me
>they're all happy for me and everything
>they present me with a cake and they sing the song
>"it's as if I had an actual connection with them" I thought
>I felt happy and loved for once
>a feeling I haven't had for years
>as I blew out the candles.. I can't remember what I wished.. though I think it is along the lines of "I wish this could last forever"
>but just as I blew and the candles lost their light
>I wake up
I felt numb. It took a while for the sadness to seep in.
I also wanna add that.. I was a very strangely acting child. I showed emotions in weird ways, though I wasn't diagnosed with any developmental disorder like Asperger's. I guess that made me a good target.


A while back I had a dream that my mother killed herself. She suffers from anxiety and stuff like that, so when she sometimes jokes about jumping out of the window (even if I believe/hope she is far from doing it) I get slightly upset and worried, and that feeling manifested in my dream. My dad tried to hold her at the window but failed. So yeah. I woke up quickly and immediately knew it was just a dream, it didn't really hit me hard. But it's also kinda sad


whom are you quoting LOL

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I would just really like to say how much 22chan has been helping with my mental health as of lately, I suffer from depression, anxiety and I am a recovering drug addict who has relapsed more times than I can count but I am currently been sober for what's coming up to a month now and going strong.This site has been the thing I go to whenever I get home from work, you anons are what makes my day that bit brighter because I know after work I have something nice to come home to. I will always treasure this site, because it has become apart of me now, I know we have our jokes and I love them, I don't think I'm going to have a time where I get bored of this place because the way this place is set up is just so perfect for me. I couldn't ask anything more from you anons and I would feel guilty for asking for anything more if there was more that I could ask. This place is a safe haven for me, it's a place that I know I can just go to, sit back and relax while enjoying the many threads and crawling around in /sewers/. Over the nearly 2 years of this site being around I wish the best for the coming years, I suspect even greater things to come from this site and I am more than thrilled to be apart of it.
So thank you anons and you too Twoot for making this place, but don't think I forgot about you mods and jannies, you guys help make this place the amazing image board that it is. So thank you, that's all. :)
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that's cute. Good luck with the detox and stuff


I just honestly want to kill myself like a really hate living lol.


thank you steve, i feel the same

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>make online friend, best one so far
>get ghosted
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Same goes with online friends, i never really liked playing with others, when i want to play i might just want to do it for 1-2 hours and im done, but when im playing for others they often wanna play on hours end and "huh, you leaving already??" so annoying and tiering


Did that recently, and apparently he was worried that I died of covid. Considering another guy he knew did ghost him because he died of covid I feel a bit shitty about my actions now. I did come back after two months....
I kinda like talking with people, so I like having a friend I often chat with online. But sometimes I get low and just want to get away from everyone
Anyway if you're decently close to someone I think they wouldn't mind if you didn't feel like talking sometimes, imo. And I mean, you can always just ignore texts for a while
But I mean, if you are happy with how things are why change them, right?
playing games together with someone is always fun. My friend had an old and shitty laptop but he managed to find some games that worked on it and we had fun playing together... that was a while ago


I have had similar problems in real life and online "friendships". Since I am not as interesting as other people are to these "friends" they talk less and less to me until we are strangers again. I suppose people like this want immediate gratification for being friends with me which I cannot give as much. It is quite a shame things can't be different.

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All right anons, I wanna build my philosophy a little more, so please say anything about what is your belief, if you have any morals, your thoughts on them, and why do you want to keep them, or any stories on how you got those beliefs and ideas about life. We can also talk about what we disagree on and build it from that point.
I'll start with mine, my belief is heavily religious, like being gay is a sin and all that, my morals is to help anyone, even if it's an enemy if I can, and my thoughts on them is that I'm still learning about them, why I do want to keep them is that it has help a lot of my friends, and some family members if I can, also some people that I don't really know since I feel from my past, it has hurt me so much letting out my anger and holding on into something I see negative so much that I was keeping myself away from others, which cause me to become more lonely, even if I was enjoying it. After that, I fall into depression once I make a mistake in my life that someone shamed me for, and a second one as well. I moved on, but I learn to thank that person for that, since it cause me to want to learn about my beliefs, morals, and ideas more to make sure it fits me perfectly without hurting anyone, since it has helped me become who I am here, which got me into philosophy that also help me alot, with it causing me to find people that I really thank for helping me build my sense of care, love, and my ways of helping others, and lucky, found you guys from it. I don't care if you have different beliefs than me, since just being here meeting new people is already welcoming, it has been 7 months since I've joined, and I enjoy being here if I've been active.
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>There's no soul, consciousness is a program.
then show me the source


Where does consciousness arise? That's one of the most fascinating questions there is. Note however that it's not my intent to answer with my theory to all the possible questions, because I think that as humans we need to accept that we can't know everything right now. And the brain is one of the things we're still not too familiar with
That being said big part of what I already wrote is speculation, so some more won't hurt.

What is consciousness? Is it an internal dialog aware of itself? What is an internal dialog? a flow of concepts and ideas, closely tied to logic, which tends to follow a line (of thought).
It's processing upcoming information. Another fundamental aspect is our ability to see patterns. It would be interesting to try to see if it's possible to implement some very simple dumbed down "consciousness" in a thing like prolog (a logic programming language). But I'm sure people much more cultured and wise than me must have thought about it and tried it.
Anyway the idea is that if you take a really close look it might become not that absurd to think that consciousness emerges from simpler things, the same way computer object detection in images emerges from a lot of simple operations (in the neurons of the neural network)
I'm pretty sure there are books and books on the subject which treat it way less superficially than I do.


Lol I didn't mean to make it that way but it kinda fits

Oh and sorry if I sound like I know exactly what I'm talking about and everyone else is wrong. This is just my opinion, really. Not any more valuable that anyone else's

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Hey /yu/, I have decided to make a thread on something that started years back but still affects me
>6 year old
>had a couple friends, had an older brother and younger sister
>went every week to my grandma's house
>in our culture it isnt really weird for one to still live with his parents even after he gets married
>my cousins lived there too
>they'd make fun of me a lot, or ignore me completely
>my brother too, he'd do a lot of shit to me
>even though they did that stuff i tried fitting in to seem cool
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whom are you quoting


Good luck man. That's sad and unfair, but I'm happy that you've got a wonderful dad. Despite all of his defects my dad's great too.
However, your cousins and brother most likely aren't very happy (even if they may try real hard to show they are), and will never be. Cunts are closed in their own box of cuntiness, because when you treat others like shit, it bounces back. They will surround themselves with shitty people and lead a shitty life chasing some petty goals like a pointless career or power/money to feel worthy.
The best case for them is if they feel incredibly guilty of what they used to do/let happen to you. If not, they're hardly worth a nail of yours.
Have values, respect yourself and others, have a dream, and you will accomplish more than they ever will. People who don't respect you aren't worth your presence, which is priceless (however don't act as if you're better than others when you get your confidence back)
Don't let anybody convince you otherwise, ever
I believe in you.


hope your doing ok op

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