my foreskin only covers 30% of the head
So how am I supposed to cope with the psychological devastation of circumcision?
Adam Jackson
Ayden Sullivan
>By not worrying about things that are outside of your control
This is the most annoying thing I ever hear people say. Like hands down. HOW CAN YOU NOT WORRY ABOUT THINGS YOU HAVE CONTROL OVER. ITS PRECISELY WHY WE PROGRAMMED TO WORRY. I cannot stand this goddamn normie boomer tier attitude of just accepting shit when it comes and being happy about it. Fuck you and fuck off.
Jonathan Clark
And I'm giving you one you self loathing piece of shit. It's not as simple as going to the super market and buying "happy pill" I'll give you that, but torturing yourself without chance of improvement will not make you happy period.
Being sad about being a fat ass for instance can be a great source of energy to start working out, so I wouldn't say that sadness is necessarily only a bad thing, but it only works together with problems you can solve - aka ones within your control.
Xavier Diaz
>accept your mutilation goy
Fuck off Chaim, I will never accept what was done to me and my hatred will forever fuel my existence
Juan Bailey
>just stop being sad lol
Absolute normal tier nonsense, you shitbrain asinine milquetoast impotent pedantic fuckwad
Christopher Rivera
>anteater look
My dick's small enough to do that. Gonna start calling it the anteater. Thanks, user.
Tyler Bennett
You would be surprised about the issues that are within the realm of things you can influence.
You're not born a loser, but you chose to be one. Maybe you chose to be one because all your life you've been told that you are one. Maybe because you're surrounded by losers.
I won't tell you to just "get over it lmao" because after all your personality is who you are, and you can't just instantly change. But you can change.
You can change one small step at a time. Once you accept that nobody will take care of your own life but yourself you will realize that you'll have to fight for it. Nobody is serving you that gf or happiness on a silver platter because you weren't born into easy mode.
You have the choice:
1) Do the same thing you're doing and live a life in suffering and possibly kill yourself
2) Fight for a good life and possibly still kill yourself. (But also possibly reach happiness.)
Christopher Howard
>You're not born a loser, but you chose to be one
t. normie whos never experienced hardship.
Get the fuck outa here cocksucker.
Grayson Diaz
No, my advice is not "stop being sad lol".
My advice is "Be sad about things you can change, then change them."
I'm sure you've got a number of things you would like to change about yourself, why not address the problems you could do something about?
That doesn't change the fact that you might be insecure about other things which are seemingly set in stone, but self improvement is the first step to feeling less like human garbage.
Jayden Harris
I grew up religious as fuck. Until I was 12 or 13 I hadn't known that Christianity was more of an opinion rather then fact. Due to that blind sightedness I probably alienated lots of people all of my life.
I had barely any friends when I was in school, when I was in fourth grade my parents moved and I lost all of (two) them.
Then I spent the next few years trying to bond to other people just to find out that I'm too autistic to. I was a social retard. People ripped on me, I was a social outcast - even though it could have been worse. I found Yas Forums somewhere around here. Later alcohol and weed helped me cover my social helplessness. Add some psychological bullshit into the mix here.
Then I did my military service to become once again: the social outcast. At the time I was dangerously close to ending it all.
Then I left and started studying in university, failed and tried again in another city - with no friends.
It took me years until I had found a person to talk to, one that is still a good friend of mine.
At some point I was at a festival and looked over to the neighbouring tent to see a beautiful girl there. I wondered if I could ask her out to smoke weed with me and possibly fuck or something but I realized that that would be weird because I'm a fat loser and she wouldn't want that. I got angry at myself for being such a fucking loser. At that time I started pinpointing the problems I apparently had and isolated the ones that I could do something about. I started working out. Once I had reached a certain level of fitness I started practicing social interactions. I never turned down social gatherings - not because I wanted it but because I needed to practice. It took me two years to get into shape and become a somewhat presentable human.
Now I'm ok socially speaking and have reached what most of you would call being a normie. I have a good job, a beautiful girlfriend and a home of my own. I would say I'm a self made normie and it's the best thing ever.