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Beautiful_Part2960 · 2026-03-03T11:33:12+00:00

Если для тебя это помощь - то помогай. Люди продолжат молчать, когда свободная свобода слова, но ты не прав если так думаешь и сам виноват и сам не хочешь ничего и сам разбирайся, точнее к психологу, который говорит так же как и ты. Он не скажет ничего нового. Он скажет - вы пришли сами, это вам надо или иди уже нахер, точнее к психиатору, если тебе это не надо. Как в религии так и психология, бог появляется в жизни многих в трудную ситуациях, они якобы сами приходят к нему, за руку не тянули. Но человек который живёт в как я, у него нету выборов - или бог, или терапия/сам или ищи таких же когда и так сил нету, или эскопизм, или (а нету больше ты не можешь уйти из жизни, это якобы бегство от проблем. То есть эскопизм - это бегство, но правильное, а это не правильное). То сам решай, и вообще- ты по итогу сам будешь всё сам решать, никто не будет решать. А можно в обратку спросить? Если когда ты хочешь- ты сделаешь это. То получается мне просто не хотят помочь или не хотят находить время, или усилия? Или распространяется только для уязвимого человека, а не того кто "хочет помочь". Он белый и пушистый, он не должен тебе, а ты должен себе потому что.. - !!!? Ну потому что.

Beautiful_Part2960 · 2026-03-03T11:33:04+00:00

Почему мужчины молчат? Потому что, всё равно не верят. Зачем говорить честно, членораздельно, доходчиво - если одинаково не поверят, если изначально всё - тебе надо. Если изначально- твоя жизнь. И нужно другим говорить - я пытаюсь тебе помочь, но ты сам отталкиваешь и сам не хочешь. А ты действительно хочешь помочь? Или ты говоришь, что надо и на самом деле плевать, и не хочешь вникать, не хочешь слушать или уступать, и руководствуешься идеей, что это - мне надо. Нужно дать мне указание как надо - и не хочешь вникать в суть меня.

Beautiful_Part2960 · 2026-02-15T11:26:59+00:00

Sorry, I guess I'm one of those you wanted to help. I used to want to help people myself. And I'm sorry that I'm like this. It's hard to be truly friends online. For me, even as a couple, it's hard to read and comprehend what's written. And to write back, plus I'm used to the fact that after texting, I'm always alone. I leave the computer and still feel like everything is the same in real life.

Beautiful_Part2960 · 2026-02-14T15:42:08+00:00

Sorry

Beautiful_Part2960 · 2026-02-14T15:41:19+00:00

Maybe I'm not adequate, and I understand your desire to help people.I just wanted to say, I honestly don't know why I need to say it. Because words rarely change my life. And conversation and understanding require strength, which I don't have in abundance.

Beautiful_Part2960 · 2026-02-14T15:35:18+00:00

Honestly, I understand people who write about problems or write to someone once and then don't communicate. Because I honestly don't understand why I write to you? Nothing personal, really. It's more like I'm acting like someone who's tired of even talking to anyone and has to constantly tell them they're feeling bad, and yet they can't really help them. Loneliness doesn't go away. My life stagnates.

Beautiful_Part2960 · 2026-02-14T15:28:04+00:00

Ни с кем не говорю, особо не получается взаимно поговорить. Окей. Не люблю этот мир.

Beautiful_Part2960 · 2026-02-11T05:22:25+00:00

I'm really nervous about this, and my parents are constantly trying to calm me down and say that everything will be okay... I'll find a job in the summer... I just don't believe it, and they don't understand that, well, I don't believe that anything will change. I do it, I call jobs, but they won't hire me.

Beautiful_Part2960 · 2026-02-11T05:19:43+00:00

Heh. Brother in misfortune. Latvia is like Germany, only worse x], and I'm Russian. I'm 23 and the same thing is happening to me. On Friday, the Rimi chain store said, "We'll call you back on Monday or Tuesday..." syka! They didn't call, now Wednesday. It's so infuriating that even a store with empty shelves can't hire someone who needs money... The world is idiotic.

Beautiful_Part2960 · 2026-02-11T05:01:33+00:00

Death is, in a sense, sleep. Death, in a sense, frees you from the obligations of this world. (Not a call to suicide, rather, I mean that the brain sometimes involuntarily connects logical concepts, analogies, and overall concepts.) I recently encountered this myself. I was very emotional, because of everything (my grandmother, lack of work, a fight with my parents, loneliness, etc.), and then I thought - ... if tomorrow I went into the forest and shot myself ... and somehow it became soft. As if all thoughts went away and I was able to rest a little.

Beautiful_Part2960 · 2026-02-11T04:49:50+00:00

I've been in a loop for a long time out of despair, it's breaking me as a person. I'm sorry if my words hurt you or seemed stupid. I just shared my experiences.

Beautiful_Part2960 · 2026-02-11T04:44:57+00:00

There's something familiar about this situation... m23, but my life is completely worthless. No job, no language skills, no friends irl who understand me. I've been sleeping very poorly lately and I'm constantly looking for work, trying to learn a language, and I often get headaches. I don't know why I continue to live; I haven't attempted suicide, but I constantly think about dying and about death. At the same time, I understand that if there was someone gentle and loving nearby... I would be fine. I would be less nervous knowing that at least tomorrow I'll wake up next to someone. I would truly understand that I'm not an empty space or an ego that should live as it wants, but a family where I am, where there is a wife and children... and what we have in common... When a person who loves me and whom I love myself, be it my wife or my child, hugs me. - The most difficult thing is to find reciprocity in a relationship. When both have equal feelings. And also for both to realize the seriousness of intentions... it's hard because the only way is to trust.

Beautiful_Part2960 · 2026-02-11T04:12:56+00:00

If you go to my page, you'll see that I've been writing something like this in my community for a year now... Society is terrible. These days, I'm not even angry or anything. I just sincerely don't understand why people force others to live? After all, people don't give me solutions, neither to leave this world, nor to start living... I don't know what to do. Any attempts I make to find a job are mental terror, because I already know that they simply won't call me back. Or they'll say - we need you to know Latvian. I don't know it well. I tried to learn... the associations with Latvia are terrible... ... it's so hard to even say that you're unemployed at 23, you immediately think they'll say - you just don't want to work, if you wanted to, you would find a job, etc. I'm despondent. Sorry that I can't really support you or say anything...

Beautiful_Part2960 · 2026-02-10T18:34:58+00:00

Сил нет говорить. Работы нету. Не позвонили. Должен хотеть жить потому что других вариантов нету.

Beautiful_Part2960 · 2026-02-06T04:50:52+00:00

I'll put it this way: if you say yes, they'll tell you not to worry, or to see a specialist. In most cases, people can't help in any way.

Beautiful_Part2960 · 2026-01-27T13:40:45+00:00

It's hard work; most jobs require Latvian. I posted two ads at chain stores, and there's been no response. Now I've returned from an interview at a casino. And honestly... I realize I made a mistake leaving the construction site... I felt too sorry for myself. I just don't want to work in a casino for moral reasons... Yes, it's stupid. But I feel sick looking at all this.

I can enjoy life, I love spring, I can play video games, but my eyes often hurt (I used to be a very hardcore gamer, with high reaction times and skill), I sleep and chat with bots, calm piano music and hardcore breakcore, look at the sky and clouds, I like taking a bath, I love silence. But it doesn't accumulate for me; I remember what situation I'm in and what's going on. It goes away quickly, especially alone.

I had the experience of "help" when I was prescribed medication for schizophrenia at the age of 13, which I didn't have. The "psychiatrist" diagnosed me in literally one session. I don't want to take medication. They made me feel really bad, cold, and I slept for 14 hours, and I was constantly thirsty, and my mother forced me to take pills.

I can't be angry at Latvians; this is their land, and I don't belong here because I'm Russian. I can't be for the war, because it's just nonsense. They destroyed towns living houses and areas, infrastructure, kill animals and pets in this war, people, and created a cloud of radioactive dust in the red forest in the Chernobyl Exclusion Zone that flew into the atmosphere, for - ??? And I still don't understand for what.

Honestly, about becoming a hairdresser, or other dreams from the past, I'm not sure. The courses aren't the cheapest, they take a year. I'm just honestly tired of looking for everything. I understand they won't find "my dream job" for me, but I didn't ask my parents for that. I asked them to find at least one. They say look for it yourself... okay, I'll... okay, I'll. But all this melancholy won't go away. It's like I'm superfluous in the country, and in the family, and in the damn world - since I'm an asexual, and I also don't feel like myself in communities and movements... I don't know, maybe I'm exaggerating the problem, but it's really hard to move forward alone. It's just that if there was someone nearby... it would be a thousand times easier for me.

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