And just like that... -.-

Alright, let's get into it: I’m a highly sensitive person, and back when I was younger, I used to crave people who could offer me emotional support—people who could somehow fill that void I felt. Anyway, the gist is that I wanted special, standout individuals in my life. But whenever I actually approached someone who seemed "special" (you know, someone with that certain spark), they’d just laugh at me in this cruel way. It would wreck me emotionally, so I’d just turn around and walk away. Because those specific people hurt me so badly, I started shutting out everyone else who tried to get close. It became this endless loop. Now, here I am at 30, and even though there are plenty of people—both unique characters and just regular folks—trying to reach out, I just don't feel the need anymore. Looking back, those "special" people don't even seem all that special now. I’ve reached a point where I don't really connect with anyone because, frankly, everyone has started to feel the same to me. I’ve found this sort of inner peace, and as a result, I just ignore anything that drains my emotional energy. Am I handling this the right way?

wiredbadger17 said:Alright, let's get into it: I’m a highly sensitive person, and back when I was younger, I used to crave people who could offer me emotional support—people who could somehow fill that void I felt. Anyway, the gist is that I wanted special, standout individuals in my life. But whenever I actually approached someone who seemed "special" (you know, someone with that certain spark), they’d just laugh at me in this cruel way. It would wreck me emotionally, so I’d just turn around and walk away. Because those specific people hurt me so badly, I started shutting out everyone else who tried to get close. It became this endless loop. Now, here I am at 30, and even though there are plenty of people—both unique characters and just regular folks—trying to reach out, I just don't feel the need anymore. Looking back, those "special" people don't even seem all that special now. I’ve reached a point where I don't really connect with anyone because, frankly, everyone has started to feel the same to me. I’ve found this sort of inner peace, and as a result, I just ignore anything that drains my emotional energy. Am I handling this the right way?

At the end of the day, it's your life and your choices.
If you were actually happy with how things are going, I suppose you wouldn't be asking a bunch of strangers for validation on it.

Since I'm currently between jobs, I’ve been spending way too much time digging through the past and trying to make sense of things. It’s funny—when I actually have something to occupy my mind, I don't give it a second thought and just keep moving. But the moment I stop to dwell on it, the emotions hit me all at once, and I spiral into a pretty depressive headspace. I'm looking for some perspective here because I can't help feeling like if someone like me—someone who’s had to fight their own battles and deal with more than my fair share of life's garbage alone—doesn't deserve to have decent people in their corner, then maybe I just need to accept that. I've made peace with the reality of it, I suppose, but I just can't seem to stop overthinking the whole thing. -.-'

They say some people are just built differently, but let’s be honest—those so-called "special" individuals aren't exactly making a grand entrance or showing off their uniqueness to the world, are they? It’s a bit of a quiet tragedy, really. But, of course, there is a way to fix that little visibility issue. The solution is something called an Indigo ultraviolet tracker, and you can actually snag one on Amazon.
It’s this clever little gadget that pushes ultraviolet radiation right through indigo paper, effectively scanning everyone in your immediate vicinity. Once that UV light hits the paper, the device starts chirping away at you. The only real headache is that if you happen to find yourself stuck in a massive crowd at a stadium or a busy subway station, it doesn't exactly tell you *which* specific person is triggering the sensor. A bit inconvenient, wouldn't you say?

darksurfer4, I honestly can't tell if you're joking or being serious, but even though your initial question actually answered my own, I still find myself wondering.

wiredbadger17 said:darksurfer4, I honestly can't tell if you're joking or being serious, but even though your initial question actually answered my own, I still find myself wondering.

Look, I don't follow your logic at all.😉 For instance, I said my question provided an "answer."🤔 But I didn't even ask one! So, how on earth did you manage to find answers within a question I never even posed? That's where you've completely lost me.🤔

It seems to me that you really are in a league of your own compared to most of the other posters here🍿 You’re certainly unique in your complete disregard for basic grammar; perhaps you ought to brush up on some elementary school English once in a while

So, where was I? Let me pick up where I left off... Since I’ve spent most of my life fighting my own private wars, there were times when I actually won, yet my eyes would still be stinging with tears. I just wanted to find someone—anyone—to vent to about everything they were putting me through, but my vision would get so blurred from the frustration that I couldn't even see the people right in front of me. And then, you'd have those certain types of people walking past, whispering, "He can't even see us now," and honestly, that kind of thing just guts you. It stays with you. It's one of those things you keep playing back in your head over and over. Maybe some people, like me, are just destined to walk this path alone. Perhaps that's for the best.

wiredbadger17 said:Since I'm currently between jobs, I’ve been spending way too much time digging through the past and trying to make sense of things. It’s funny—when I actually have something to occupy my mind, I don't give it a second thought and just keep moving. But the moment I stop to dwell on it, the emotions hit me all at once, and I spiral into a pretty depressive headspace. I'm looking for some perspective here because I can't help feeling like if someone like me—someone who’s had to fight their own battles and deal with more than my fair share of life's garbage alone—doesn't deserve to have decent people in their corner, then maybe I just need to accept that. I've made peace with the reality of it, I suppose, but I just can't seem to stop overthinking the whole thing. -.-'

Is every single person special just because they spend their whole lives stuck inside their own heads, regardless of what's happening around them? Like, if you're always just solo with your own thoughts, does that automatically make you "special"? Honestly, being "unique" doesn't even feel like an achievement when it's something everyone is guaranteed by default...

Look, I’ve reached a point where I don't feel the need to prove myself to anyone anymore. My education, my life experiences, everything has led me here—I know exactly who I am and what I bring to the table. Honestly, people who live their lives fueled by prejudice don't need to be convinced otherwise; a fool with an agenda is just going to stay a fool. But let me get to the point: there are people out there, maybe even types like me, who end up getting trampled by those with more power. And it makes me wonder—if these "tough guys" actually have any real backbone, why aren't they standing up against a corrupt system? Why isn't anyone fighting back against the institutionalized fascism and the way student, worker, and civil rights are being stripped away by the powers that be? Instead, someone like me is left to grind against a crooked machine. At this stage, the only person who truly understands my struggle is my enemy, and if they don't destroy me first, they might just end up making me rich in the process. So, to all the idiots doubting me: frankly, I couldn't care less. The standard school system didn't have the vision to recognize my intelligence or my creativity, but that’s water under the bridge now. I’m busy enjoying my own life while those dark forces do their worst. I have my own priorities, and at the end of the day, fools will always be fools, convinced they’re right even when they're dead wrong.

wiredbadger17 said:Look, I’ve reached a point where I don't feel the need to prove myself to anyone anymore. My education, my life experiences, everything has led me here—I know exactly who I am and what I bring to the table. Honestly, people who live their lives fueled by prejudice don't need to be convinced otherwise; a fool with an agenda is just going to stay a fool. But let me get to the point: there are people out there, maybe even types like me, who end up getting trampled by those with more power. And it makes me wonder—if these "tough guys" actually have any real backbone, why aren't they standing up against a corrupt system? Why isn't anyone fighting back against the institutionalized fascism and the way student, worker, and civil rights are being stripped away by the powers that be? Instead, someone like me is left to grind against a crooked machine. At this stage, the only person who truly understands my struggle is my enemy, and if they don't destroy me first, they might just end up making me rich in the process. So, to all the idiots doubting me: frankly, I couldn't care less. The standard school system didn't have the vision to recognize my intelligence or my creativity, but that’s water under the bridge now. I’m busy enjoying my own life while those dark forces do their worst. I have my own priorities, and at the end of the day, fools will always be fools, convinced they’re right even when they're dead wrong.

I think most people on this forum couldn't give a damn about you or your "unrecognized intelligence" 😁🙏🤣

That's all from me, good luck!!!

I honestly can’t tell who’s actually backing you up here—certainly not me, though I appreciate the comment regardless :P

darksurfer4 said:I think most people on this forum couldn't give a damn about you or your "unrecognized intelligence" 😁🙏🤣

That's all from me, good luck!!!

Wouldn't it make more sense to team up with a potential revolutionary instead of just brushing them off as irrelevant?

Hahahaha, go ahead and keep making fun of me if you want. I’ve got my own goals in mind, and trust me, I’m going to hit them with or without your help.

wiredbadger17 said:Hahahaha, go ahead and keep making fun of me if you want. I’ve got my own goals in mind, and trust me, I’m going to hit them with or without your help.

Ali Nesheim is a revolutionary too. You might actually be aiming for the same things.🍿

wiredbadger17 said:Look, I’ve reached a point where I don't feel the need to prove myself to anyone anymore. My education, my life experiences, everything has led me here—I know exactly who I am and what I bring to the table. Honestly, people who live their lives fueled by prejudice don't need to be convinced otherwise; a fool with an agenda is just going to stay a fool. But let me get to the point: there are people out there, maybe even types like me, who end up getting trampled by those with more power. And it makes me wonder—if these "tough guys" actually have any real backbone, why aren't they standing up against a corrupt system? Why isn't anyone fighting back against the institutionalized fascism and the way student, worker, and civil rights are being stripped away by the powers that be? Instead, someone like me is left to grind against a crooked machine. At this stage, the only person who truly understands my struggle is my enemy, and if they don't destroy me first, they might just end up making me rich in the process. So, to all the idiots doubting me: frankly, I couldn't care less. The standard school system didn't have the vision to recognize my intelligence or my creativity, but that’s water under the bridge now. I’m busy enjoying my own life while those dark forces do their worst. I have my own priorities, and at the end of the day, fools will always be fools, convinced they’re right even when they're dead wrong.

Man is a wolf to man.
Everyone has enemies. That's just how society works; if you don't fit the mold, you're labeled an "enemy of the state."
It turns out friendship doesn't really exist—it's just about whether you conform to the social order. For example, in some places, 99% of men are fine with women and there aren't enough outliers, but here, unfortunately, it's the exact opposite...
Go look for friendship somewhere else. Microsoft is cleansed of discrimination and social divides. If that's too far for you, try Germany.

and that's that...

-.-'

Seriously, what kind of drama are you guys even dealing with? Xd

wiredbadger17 said:Seriously, what kind of drama are you guys even dealing with? Xd

What kind of problems? If there aren't any right now—meaning nothing's actually blowing up or causing some massive drama—we'll find some. We'll just put them on the market for you at a nice, reasonable price...