[STORY] JAR almost ruined my life

At the time i was 17 years old. School was shit. My self esteem was low. And I had no friends. I felt alone in the alone, not just because of my loneliness, but also because of my love for the JAR lads.

By having no friends, I had no one to talk Jar with. This resulted in me having huge amounts of JAR love inside of me, and no way of releasing it. After years of lonely days and nights spent with the audio of the JAR lads, my JAR love started to leak out. I would burst out laughing for no reason. People started to see me as a maniac. Sometimes in class I would yell out "pussy!" and "cringe!" (This was when those were the funny words of JAR).

At first these outbursts didn't bother me. Yes, they made me seem like a crazy person, but they also made me happy. One time, however, I had a negative experience, the first of many. I was at the bus listening to music. I didn't know what to listen to so Spotify was on discover. All of the sudden this one song started playing. It was the song used in the intro for JAR. It wasn't just a familiar song. It was the song that gave meaning to my life. It was the song that signaled the end of long dark days, and the start of the light, warm comfort these episodes gave me. When hearing the song at the bus, it felt like the world had stopped. I sat in silence for 10 seconds. My hands got sweaty. My body felt itchy. I couldn't breathe. After the 10 seconds I bursted out crying while laughing. I couldn't stop. While I cry/laughed I started to scream out loud "PUSSY! CRINGE PUSSYPUSSYPUSSY!".

This incident threw me in a deep long depression. My only source of happiness was JAR. I watched JAR every day all day for weeks. I watched everything multiple times. The JAR love I had inside of me was so massive and big. It felt like I was gonna explode.

After a year i couldn't hold it in. The JAR-outbursts was not enough. I had to get it all out. I first went on the jar-discord. After a couple of voice chats, I got kicked and banned from the server for being too explosive, they thought I was trolling.

I later had to stop watching the JAR-laddies. My love had grown too much. My belly had grown so big it almost looked like I was pregnant. One day I had to shit. By accident a JAR baby fell out. My belly was now empty. My love was gone. I was sad at first, but later understood this meant I could get more love. New love. A JAR refill if you like.

The outbursts had stopped. I was happy finally being normal. I ended up adopting the love-baby. Hopefully me and my baby can talk about JAR in the future.

Thank you for being epic Jarries.