Random Life Stories and Unpredictable Moments

I have an urge to try being poetic when trying to write about myself and if I don't fight it i've had moments where I've generated twice as much text as chat jippity is allowed to in one prompt on a few occassions (so that totals ~30k characters, in an hour or two).

My goal to live a long life is underway, so…

I have this feeling since a longer time. I can’t feel bad for other people or specifically my friends. Especially when they’re feeling down or are in a difficult situation. It’s more like hatred towards them. I hate that they get attention. I would just love for them to shut up about it or make them shut up. But…

so i got this thing, right? emotional feelings for someone, like super strong emotions, you know? but then... crickets. just no desire whatsoever to get physical. not even a little bit. and it makes me wonder: what the hell is romantic attraction anyway? how could it be that i feel this way? what's wrong with me? 🤔…

Well, I'm back home for the holidays and it's just like old times where I realize why I find it increasingly difficult to be around my dad. This weird tension just builds up whenever we're in the same room and I can't help but wonder how things got this way. When I was a kid, he was always this larger-than-life figure…

I keep replaying the moment in my head—when i told her i wanted a divorce. after twenty years of marriage, saying those words felt like ripping out part of myself, but staying had become a different kind of slow death. she’s not well, her health is fragile, and that’s what makes it all so much harder. i’m not…

I can feel my bestie pulling away from me. he's been cold and unresponsive to alot of things and he left on read in a recent text I sent him about wanting to talk to him and sort things out

I just feel so burnt out. I'm on winter break but doesn't feel like a break because my mind can't seem to stop. there is…

Oh boy, where do I even start? Lately, it feels like I'm stuck in some kind of never-ending loop...like the film Groundhog Day. I get up, slog through work, handle all those mundane chores we all know and love (or hate), and then rinse and repeat. It's like I've become this mindless automaton going through the same…

Okay I am new here... idk how this works..but still I am here.. So rn I wanna say that

why am I even born.. like god why.. do u see anything good me in ? No !

Uk now I'm tired of talking to new ppl online and then saying the same shit.. hi hello where are you from ? age ? and then the whole loop of stories starts…

Man, it's been a tough six months since I moved to this new city. I've been trying so hard to make friends but it's just not happening and I'm starting to think it's me. I've joined community groups and gone to local events hoping to meet some cool people, but somehow I always end up feeling like the odd one out.…

I keep asking myself this question more than I should—am I good enough for her? She’s amazing. She’s 35, confident, elegant, makes six figures doing something I don’t even fully understand but sounds important as hell. Meanwhile, I’m 31, still figuring my career out, working in a jobb I’m not even sure I want…

So, here’s the thing. I just inherited a chunk of cash from a distant relative who I barely knew. Like, I’m talking about a family tree that’s more of a shrub. At first, I was like, “Woohoo, money!” But then guilt slapped me in the face. Like, how do I enjoy this windfall when so many people are out there grinding…

Experiencing anxiety chills can be quite disruptive, especially in professional settings. During critical work meetings where I am tasked with presenting in front of the team, I often find myself overtaken by intense chills whenever my anxiety reaches its peak. This physiological response not only causes embarrassment…

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Hi, my name is Onyx. My friend called me a pick me for venting and just trying to get people to recognize that I'm struggling both mentally and emotionally. To give some context, this friend and I have been friends for a year. I had made food for them, supported them through hard times, bought them stuff, and used my…

Friends with benefits destroyed me.

I know I'll be overly dramatic when I say this, but for me it's darkness. It's an addiction, really is. Addiction to something that's doomed to end.

I really poured my heart into her. I was so passionate with everything I said, crafting each sentence with beautiful care.

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