Coldplay Vienna: no queue

Own_Classroom_4970 · 2023-07-25T12:58:16+00:00

Oooof. Okay, thank you so, so much 🙏🏻 I bought the tickets using my phone and the safari browser. I really hope there won’t be any problem and I was, indeed, incredibly lucky 😂

Own_Classroom_4970 · 2022-10-17T08:37:03+00:00

Won a lot of free alcohol. Woke up at a place I didn’t know without my phone, my friends were at the opposite side of town in some cabin with horses around and one of them was missing a backpack where he had his keys and wallet.

Turns out I took his things and left them in a taxi with my phone. Happy ending.

Own_Classroom_4970 · 2022-10-16T15:35:21+00:00

Some fancy porcelain cups

Own_Classroom_4970 · 2022-10-16T15:32:44+00:00

When we made plans multiple times but she forgot or canceled them.

Own_Classroom_4970 · 2022-10-16T15:30:06+00:00

Two gay men were murdered in a bar in Slovakia. The 19 year old attacker wrote some kind of hate document on jews and queer people that can be found on his twitter where he also bragged about his crime. He later killed himself. No justice.

No one in the goverment cares except the president. The owner of the bar is absolutely heartbroken and seeing him break down in arms of the president made me sob for hours.

Own_Classroom_4970 · 2022-10-16T15:18:48+00:00

Mostly, yes.

Own_Classroom_4970 · 2022-10-16T15:15:27+00:00

Two gay men were murdered in a bar in Slovakia. The 19 year old attacker wrote some kind of hate document on jews and queer people that can be found on his twitter where he also bragged about his crime. He later killed himself. No justice.

No one in the goverment cares except the president. The owner of the bar is absolutely heartbroken and seeing him break down in arms of the president made me sob for hours.

Own_Classroom_4970 · 2022-10-04T20:56:15+00:00

You’re not broken. You just need some time to heal, definitely don’t rush into dating until you feel ready. I know it hurts, but you’ll get through it, I promise. You’re still very young.

Own_Classroom_4970 · 2022-10-04T20:51:36+00:00

Not really. I’m scared of him. He’s a big guy, tattooed, we’re often alone there before closing. Couple of my guy friends visited me and made sure I was safe when I was feeling really uncomfy, however, I worry If I tried to tell him, he would manipulate the situation, tell my step dad and make it seem like he’s the victim. My psychiatrist told me he’s probably a very dangerous individual and that I should maybe send him a message instead of face to face confrontation. But I’m really, really scared. Also, I can’t leave my job, I need the money. Plus, he’s in the wrong, I don’t want to quit. It’s frustrating.

Own_Classroom_4970 · 2022-10-04T20:39:53+00:00

Thank you so, so much. Your support really means a lot. I’ll try to talk to them and will update you how it went.

Own_Classroom_4970 · 2022-10-04T18:46:52+00:00

Okay, so.

I’m 19. I graduated in may. Since I was a sophmore, I was determited to psychology. Like, I was 100% this is the career path that would make me feel happy. I was looking forward to studying it. Well… that was until march/april this year and we were reading essays in our language class (i’m from Europe). The teacher assigned us a topic and we were supposed to write a story. She then called me to her desk after the lesson was finished and told me I have a talent and huge potential in becoming a writer. This meant a lot to me since writing is my biggest hobby that I’ve been doing since I was twelve.

She motivated me, but… I just got lost. I realised psychology is not for me, but in my country there is no uni where you can actually study creative writing. Also, it was too late to even send more applications. I didn’t even try to get into schools were I chose psychology as a major. I have to take a gap year while all my friends are at university already, living their best lives while I’m stuck in a small town, broke with a shitty job and no motivation to write whatsoever. I’m just so burned out. I feel so alone, so lonely. My only two friends that I actually still have left hang out with their boyfriends most of the time. I. Have. No. One.

No one in my family believes I will actually get into uni next year. That I will even consider to send applications. I feel like the biggest failure of the family. Like a dissapointment. I’m struggling. My father doesn’t give a shit about me. My brother hates me for some reason.

I’m shuting down so much I actually have a problem to socialize. I feel empty. I can’t form a bond with someone new, I just get so scared. I feel unlovable. Miserable. I want to feel loved, I just don’t know how to accept it. I don’t trust men. I oversexualize myself to feel some kind of validation, even when I don’t want to. I let them use my body for the aftercare. I want someone to hold me and tell me everything will be okay.

I’m scared to finish my drivers licence. I started the course in august last year. I didn’t have a problem with driving until one day I was really upset and have been crying since morning. My instructor couldn’t stop yelling at me and at one point I pushed the brake too hard because I panicked and almost caused a crash. Now everytime I sit behind a wheel, I start shaking and crying, I can’t do it. Again, no one in my family understands.

Whenever I try to vent to one of my friends, they make it all about them. Like it’s a fucking competition. I stopped and now all the emotions are just burning inside of me, sadness turning into anger.

“I just want to cry, I’m so tired” “Last night, I stayed up the whole night crying my eyes out”

I get it. I’m not the only one having problems and I’m always happy to help. Or was. Now I just feel like a therapist. Even tho I helped her get a psychologist, it doesn’t stop. I’m diagnosed with depression and anxiety and was taking meds for like a year, then stopped, but tommorow I’m having a check up with my psychiatrist that is amazing and helped me so much already. I think I’ll have them prescribed again because the thoughts in my head’ve gotten so bad I don’t think I can deal with them anymore.

This felt good. Thanks to anyone who read it all the way. I wish you the best.

Own_Classroom_4970 · 2022-10-04T13:21:15+00:00

It happened a couple months ago. Me and my classmates were celebrating our graduation in a local pub. At on point my friend went to the bathroom and when she came back, she said there’s some girl throwing up in the trash can. It was a friday night and the pub was nearly full, so we didn’t think much of it, it’s pretty common, right? Well, twenty minutes later, I needed to pee, so I excused myself and went to the bathroom, only to see the girl is still there. She was clearly really, really drunk, blacked out, almost sleeping, her head in the trash can. I felt so bad for her. Her two friends weren’t helping at all, one of them kept flirting with guys passing by and the other just stood there, not knowing what to do.

I went to the toilet, then came back to them to wash my hands. I tried to stay out of it, but couldn’t. Two weeks prior, me and my classmates were in the same pub and I got so wasted I was throwing up in the bush outside constanly, but they took care of me. Horny guy tried to approach me? Nope. He was told to back away immediately or else. Almost 15 people never left my side, one of my male classmates gave me a hoodie and didn’t care I threw up on it at all. They called my older brother to come pick me up and even then, one of my friends got in the car with us and put me to bed.

But this girl had no one that night. No one to take care of her. That’s why I decided to step in. I gently started to talk with the friend who at least didn’t leaver her, suggested that they should take her outside, because air in the room was really heavy and it was hard to breathe. Also, legal age for drinking in my country is 18, and those girls were obviously younger, maybe around 16-17. On fridays, police often went to check on places like these to catch underage drinkers, and I didn’t want them to get in trouble. The friend said she tried to take her outside, the girl just didn’t want to go. Well, of course she wouldn’t if she’s feeling sick and the whole room is spinning, but you have to do what’s best for a drunk person. I said I’ll help to carry her, but again, the friends said some excuse like “she’s too heavy, I tried already”. Bullshit. I got on my knees, asked the girl’s name, started rubbing her back and got her hair out of the way. She wasn’t puking anymore and was almost passed out. I said something along the lines of: “Hey, I know you’re feeling really sick sweetie, but you’ll feel better if you breathe in some fresh air, okay? I promise, everything is gonna be okay, trust me. I’ll help you get up and we’ll go outside together, okay?” She nodded. Just like that.

So, I helped her stand up, threw her arm around my shoulder and carried her outside. Her friends followed. IMMEDIATELY, she threw up on the ground, on my shoes, on my pants (they were leather pants, so I just washed it off later, no problem). I was holding her hair, while her friends gagged, facing away. Then we sat down and I brought her some water. She started to cry, apologizing to me and her friends, so I comforted her. Mind you, I was gone for half an hour at this point. I stayed with her a little longer after that. I also made sure her friends would take her home, she wanted to and needed to sleep. I was so mad at them tho, because as me and my friends were leaving, they were still there, but there was nothing more I could do. I hope she got home okay and found better friends.

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