Caelus
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My soon to be 33-year-old turbospergo mega KHHV shittle-eastern (surprisingly not inbred) brother for example has now officially become a doctor in his autistic field of work but is still fundamentally and remarkably incapable of humanly communicating with people. I honestly don’t know what the fuck did I ever do to have to tolerate him. I’m scared shitless when going out with him cause he is just embarrassing. He can’t talk to people. He feels constantly depressed and takes medication for it yet can’t even begin to comprehend where his source of misery comes from, like are you serious? Just how much self-awareness can some people lack?
I’ve been meaning to bite the bullet and blackpill the shit out of him for the longest time now, but that could come with devastating consequences for someone at that age. I’m really jealous of the oldcels on here who got to live so many years of their lives in complete ignorance and bliss.
They have no common sense. Can’t distinguish rationality from horrible decisions that might come back and bite them in the ass. Will argue with you over the most trivial bullshit you can imagine. Have absolutely no chill point and if it weren’t for being dragged out of their deserted pit and tossed into “the city life,” they would be the most miserable bunch imaginable.
Every family has its faults of course, and despite all their flaws and me living arguably one of the most traumatizing childhoods (but not necessarily because of them, I’ve had too many losses), I’m still grateful. But holy fuck if they haven’t turned me into an actual sociopathic mental spastic.
I’ve been meaning to bite the bullet and blackpill the shit out of him for the longest time now, but that could come with devastating consequences for someone at that age. I’m really jealous of the oldcels on here who got to live so many years of their lives in complete ignorance and bliss.
They have no common sense. Can’t distinguish rationality from horrible decisions that might come back and bite them in the ass. Will argue with you over the most trivial bullshit you can imagine. Have absolutely no chill point and if it weren’t for being dragged out of their deserted pit and tossed into “the city life,” they would be the most miserable bunch imaginable.
Every family has its faults of course, and despite all their flaws and me living arguably one of the most traumatizing childhoods (but not necessarily because of them, I’ve had too many losses), I’m still grateful. But holy fuck if they haven’t turned me into an actual sociopathic mental spastic.
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