Dr. Autismo
British Incel
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I've been seeing these guys shortly after I got released from prison last year, and now their gone.
I'll never forget them and I'll miss them.
And I know therapy is cope and their only paid to say certain feely good advice and other blue pill crap, I know and I don't care.
Having people to talk with and interact with was pretty nice, but now their gone and I have no one.
My probation period will also end pretty soon too.
I have no friends, no gf and no social circle irl, the only place for me to interact with people is here online.
And id rather hang out with people IRL than online tbh, because you can go places and do stuff, but you can't online.
So yeah, me and these 2 just got a bite to eat from subway, that this foid paid for, and hang out in this park and this one footpath on a green area.
They also gave me a Christmas card, which was nice of them and I appreciate.
I don't remember the last time anyone gave me a Christmas card, but I still hate Christmas.
I know they weren't my friends, they were professionals, but being out with them is what having friends feels like, and it must be a great feeling.
Being wanted, valued, liked and cared for, those are things I would kill for.
I'll never forget them and I'll miss them.
And I know therapy is cope and their only paid to say certain feely good advice and other blue pill crap, I know and I don't care.
Having people to talk with and interact with was pretty nice, but now their gone and I have no one.
My probation period will also end pretty soon too.
I have no friends, no gf and no social circle irl, the only place for me to interact with people is here online.
And id rather hang out with people IRL than online tbh, because you can go places and do stuff, but you can't online.
So yeah, me and these 2 just got a bite to eat from subway, that this foid paid for, and hang out in this park and this one footpath on a green area.
They also gave me a Christmas card, which was nice of them and I appreciate.
I don't remember the last time anyone gave me a Christmas card, but I still hate Christmas.
I know they weren't my friends, they were professionals, but being out with them is what having friends feels like, and it must be a great feeling.
Being wanted, valued, liked and cared for, those are things I would kill for.
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