Actually, the sea is all of the large mass of salt water on our world. Oceans are just divisions of that mass. Technically, unless specified as an actual proper noun, 'the sea' will always be larger than 'the ocean'. Most people are just ignorant of the actual definition of 'sea', and because all of the named 'Seas' are smaller than any of the oceans, the misnomer continues.
Man, this is the stuff teenage girls post on Facebook when their 1-week boyfriend breaks up with them. You can complain all you want or you can actually do something to change your situation. Somebody breaks up with you but you can't let go, tough luck. Guess what? They weren't right for you to begin with. You might go through this **** several times before you find someone. But desperately clinging onto someone you've lost isn't going to help you with that.
Get a hold of yourself and start doing some work if you want to progress, otherwise you will be stuck at this point forever. Believe it or not, chances aren't so slim if you're dedicated. The moral is: You're a little bitch. Learn to be happily single before you can be happy in a relationship.
And here we see the happy neckbeard who has managed to convince himself that he is the greatest thing ever, happy to be single, and it isn't the fact that he can't change that, but he simply doesn't want to.
You can't be in a healthy relationship unless you learn to be happily single first. Who's going to want to be with some self-conscious, self-loathing piece of **** ? There isn't a line of women waiting to be with you after your breakup. Missing your ex and hating that you're single isn't going to get you anywhere. The goal isn't to learn to be single forever, the goal is to develop some ******* confidence.
You know something... Thank you... Broke up with a long term girlfriend 2 months ago.. Still feel **** because "I thought she was my sea"...
But you words helped... I am a self-loathing and self-conscious.. **** ... Both the post and your comments hit home hard... I'm glad in that order.. Thanks stranger - have a few thumbs
I had to learn that the hard way.. in a way I still am in the process of accepting it. You keep thinking to yourself "she was the one" and "she will come around" but all that energy you invest into missing her could be invested into someone else.. or yourself. It's very hard to realize this at first.
Believing in fancy words and quotes is not a bad thing, though. If it helps you then that's great. Just don't count on some cosmic power to set your life straight and the love of your life to magically appear one day. If you enjoy yourself and the life you live, you're bound to run into someone eventually.
Yeah boss.. I couldn't agree more.. However it's still early days for me so I think I need time.. I'm lifting, playing videogames, flirting is starting to become natural again and I don't feel guilty... I think I'll be ok.. Even thought I do cry like a little bitch from time to time...
Investing time in yourself right now and changing who you are into who you want to be is the best option imo! x
I was self-loathing and self-conscious piece of **** and I had some women when I was like this. Now I'm happy to be alone and no one wants me, but it doesnt matter cause **** them.
Every single time something like this is posted there's some edgy **** like you that wants to go the whole "hurr durr confidence will help with everything" approach. It is irritating, tiring, and FunnyJunk loves to bandwagon along with it. The original post had nothing to do with a lack of self confidence, only perhaps missing someone you loved after it ended. According to you, that isn't okay, and you should instantly feel nothing.
What are you, a sociopath? Or just trying to act all alpha?
He is right you know. You need to learn to be happy as a single. Happy to the extend you dont need a gf. Only when you love yourself others can appreciate you. I have made the experience myself. I am not an ugly-looking guy but there was a period when I came to Switzerland where I hated myself. And as much as I hated myself, others hated me too. Was difficult finding friends. Needless to say girls were not in the least interested. Now I have been in a beautifl relationship for almost a year. Took me a while to change to the kind of person I wanted to be though.
These are emotions many people feel, in any walk of life. Stop separating yourself from teenagers and realize the similarity that we're all human with emotions. They complain over that stuff because they haven't been through enough in life yet to where that sort of stuff doesn't bother them. Adults can because we are more seasoned in life and understand it better and can take harder hits. The message still holds true in any situation because no matter who you are, there is always a circumstance that can be handed to you where at the end of the day, you can completely relate to the quote.
You ******* bitch ass ***** . It's an attitude like that, that's going to get you nowhere. In the real world, nobody is going to feel sorry for you, even when you do edgy **** like this. Throwing out your self loathe to others like isn't going to help. You're just going to be called a faglord. Instead of wasting your time on hating yourself and trying to make others feel sorry for you, actually do something that has worth. Make your favorite hobby a profession and rock the cocks out of that son of a bitch. Constantly thinking you wont be happy, isn't going to change it. So find motivation in yourself or from something else and stop complaining. Just, Do It!!! here's a picture, have some funny ****
True. Took me a while to find this mindset after the breakup, but that's the way to go.
Live a cool life, develop. You'll find people who like to tag along.
I broke up with the girl of my dreams because I was dragging her down. Now, I'm sorting through my **** on my own, and hoping she's still available when I've finally got my life together. We're still pretty much best friends, and still talk on a regular basis. She recently broke up with the guy she rebounded to after we broke up and is clearly trying to suss out how I'd feel about getting back together every time we hang out. But, I'm not ready yet. I can only pray she'll still be ready when I've pulled my life together. That last one pretty accurately describes how I feel when people tell me I should be trying to date someone else, and should just move on already.
I also pretty strongly agree with the second one. The strongest, most intimidating people I've ever met come from ****** up pasts. As the old saying goes,"What doesn't kill you makes you stronger."
There are a ton of reasons I'd rather not get into. Suffice it to say, my being a ****** was causing huge problems in her life, and I couldn't do that to her anymore.
You're the second person to say something along those lines, and the first one was not too long ago. I like dark colors, and the first colored text item I ever used I made my text a purple almost as dark as the site background. I couldn't even read that one, and it was a pretty bad mistake. I got people raging left and right. This time I went a few shades lighter, and it's been a couple days, and no one complained. I figured I was good. Now, 2 complaints in less than 10 minutes.
I liked this too. I've gone through a lot of **** in my life, both mentally and physically but I always pull through somehow. I conquered an illness I had that caused my nervous system to systematically shut down, which whenever I had an episode it looked like I was having a stroke or a heart attack. I had these every few weeks, had a special plan in school to excuse my absences, etc. Everyone was always confused when I'd go down and say "If any of you call an ambulance you're paying for that **** and I refuse to get in. Give me 20 minutes."
it gets hard some times. My friends always come to me with problems , and I help them through it.They ask how i can even relate, and I tell them Ive been there. What doesn't kill you will make you stronger, but you need to let it.
For there to be light we must experience dark has been a way of life.
I've experienced homelessness, loss of family, heartbreak, severe medical problem, depression, and I'm only 19.
People can complain that "Today I woke up and then blah blah blah" so I tell them that today is a good day. Because you started your sentence with "Today I woke up".
I feel ya my friend I'm 20 and have been through most of that as well.
I've wanted to end my life for years, yet I still beg people to cling to theirs. Theirs is a story of two wolves that live in your soul. One is happiness/peace the other anger/despair, they are in an eternal fight. Which one wins? it's the one you feed. However for me its always been logic vs emotion. The scary thing Is I don't know which one should win.
**** this i'm venting to you guys because all of my friends are asleep. Tonight i decide to go to my buds house to grab my bottle of whiskey for gaming purposes. He tells me oh yeah bro just be warned, brittany is over. Which as some back story brittany is my ex girlfriend's best friend, they are nigh inseperable. Any who i expect the worst and low and behold guess whose there. Boom my ex Cheyanna, who by the way i'm still not over. So i left my truck running to just get the bottle, so he grabs my keys and says hey why don't you stay awhile. so i do and it's pretty chill, drink some beer, take some shots. After a bit me and his Roomate Tyler decide to play some beer pong in the garage. Aaron and Cheyanna decide to watch but after a bit go back inside. Now this ******* asshole knows exactly how i feel about her because he's the one i confide this kind of **** in. Anyway about halfway through the game i decide i need to take a piss so i do and guess who isn't anywhere to be found. So i take a quick pick down the hall and his door is closed with the lights off. So now i'm sitting at home in a buzzed pissed off haze because i'm fairly certain my best friend is ******* the ******* woman i still love.
TL;DR MY BEST FRIEND IS A ***********
Oh boi.
Act like you dont know. Keep the charade up for months. In the meanwhile, use your friendship to gain incriminating facts about him. Tell his boss. Tell his mates. Tell his girlfriends. Tell his brothers. Tell his parents. Steal his phone. **** him up.fam
God, this kind of **** always pisses me off. If you are that wrapped up in another human being and treat them like some sort of god/goddess, you're going to crash and burn when it turns out they're just as flawed as the rest of humanity. Stand on your own two feet and don't put people on a ******* pedestal.
“There is a luxury in self-reproach. When we blame ourselves, we feel that no one else has a right to blame us. It is the confession, not the priest, that gives us absolution.”