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I invited my ex-girlfriend to experience AL-LAD with me on Sunday. She enjoyed ETH-LAD a month ago, and even though she wanted to try it again two weeks ago, I figured I'd help her do what I can't help myself do: give myself a month break between experiences. Amazingly, I think I burned out after my last 300ug ETH-LAD experience -- it was too frazzy to be deep for me at the time. But I have enough AL-LAD to give us both 450ug experiences, and I think she can handle it (I've only ever done 450ug-dosed-experiements of AL-LAD, actually.) Interestingly, I've felt Sepher's presence, or at least a tangible connection to the spirit of his memory -- we both released some of the first trip reports on the substance at a dose of 450ug, and shortly after, that amazing man passed on.
 
Hey everyone I never post in PD but I found something some of you may appreciate. I apologize if this has already been posted as it's been up for about a week, but here's Joey Diaz's podcast, The Church of What's Happening Now, with stand up comedian Ari Shaffir on acid (Joey Diaz as well plus his helper Lee Syatt also ate some.)

 
Life is taking everything out of me. Now is the most trying time of my life.
For about 11 years now, Ive been living a very lonely life. When I moved at age 11, i went from elementary school to middle school, as where i used to live middle school didnt start until 7th grade. Here middle school started at 6th grade. I was very hyper and kids who were "popular" didnt like me. The cool kids didnt like me and treated me with zero respect, so everyone else did the same. I struggled making friends while at home, my dad treated me like shit and constantly belittled me and screamed at me about how i was a bad kid, i wasnt doing the right thing, i was an embarassment to fhe family name, that type of thing. Some kids were very cruel to me in school, and i didnt fit in. I joked around a lot, and teachers didnt like me. I was outcast, because popular kids didnt like me, nobody did. I had very few friends. This continued into high school, where it got worse. When i told my parents what was happening my dad said i was a liar. I felt so ashamed that i wasnt cool. I didnt get to do the things that normal teens do. I missed out on life. Id get in trouble at school for things that everyone else did, and wasnt punished for. I didnt ever develop any real personal connections with anybody, id only talk to a few people and id rarely get out and socialize. By the time i graduated, a deep depression came over me as i helplessly watched the world go by. My parents told me dont bother applying anywhere but one of two local colleges because "we couldnt afford it" even though the local school i went to cost more than state schools that id go off on my own to. I was stuck, trapped behind glass, watching everyone else live life. Because of how cruel people treated me at school, and how cruel my dad was/is to me, i felt worthless. I thought i was going to be alone forever. I had never had a girlfriend in high school, and hadnt even kissed a girl until I was 18. She was/is a BLer, i met her through here. She went on to be my first and only girlfriend. The only person who had ever seen the real llama, and the only one who ever fell for me. She loved me, and i realized I loved her too. She was the one good thing that ever happened in my life. Because i didnt have developed social skills, the relationship was a distance relationship even though she lived only an hour drive away, and I felt awkward about actually having a girlfriend, my parents made me feel like this wasnt a normal part of life, being in a relationship. The love between us was very strong, but inside i was hurting so bad that i didnt reach out to her more and get closer to her. Instead i was doing heroin and my "life" started to revolve around that. After a long time of me doing heroin and nothing else in life, she had enough and up and left. Before i met her, i thought no girl would ever be attracted to me. I thought i would die alone. I thought i couldnt be anything to anybody ever, that i was unlovable.
Her leaving didnt affect me too much at first because I didnt realize what i had with her until well after it was gone. Now she has been gone almost 2 years, and ive never had any intimate connection with anybody since (or before, her. Shes the only girl ive so much as kissed or had as a real friend). Loneliness is totally breaking me into a million little pieces. Ive got noone to have an intimate connection with (i dont mean just no one to fuck). Noone to cuddle with, noone to spend time with, noone to talk deeply to, noone to dream with, noone to hug, noone to hold, noone to be 100% open with, noone to grow with. I feel like i am unlovable again, that i will die truly alone, and that i will never get to kiss, hold, cuddle, and make love again. My best friend, my only true close friend, other than the ex, has severe mental illness, and is very heavily medicated and cant really live independently. He is the only true friend ive got, and because of his mental state, he really cant do too many things that normal people do with their friends. So i dont have any real, vivacious, socially active people in my life at all. I feel so alone and trapped. I dont see any ways for me to make friends and live life. I feel trapped in a cage, watching everything go by.
I feel so unloveable and worthless. I feel like noone values me, and that i have nothing to offer anybody, even though i try to tell myself that i can be loving, caring, considerate, affectionate if given a chance. It hurts me when ive been in situations like rehab and the halfway house seeing everyone else, how theyve got a girl and friends and people to talk to. It hurts me to see other people who arent honest, act selfish, etc yet theyve got friends, girls want them and all that. I just think why cant i have that? At the halfway house, someone said i was a virgin and it felt so hurtful, because even though i am technically not, since i have been with one girl, it hurt me that someone saw through me and could know that i havent really gotten to have love in my life. I felt so ashamed and embarassed. It served as confirmation to me that i really am a fuckup and a loser. Now that i am back home and back to having no friends, no girlfriend, no affection in my life, things really hurt and i dont see things ever changing for me. Its so hard. Its been 2 years since that relationship ended and no one has shown me any affection or interest since. Ive got no friends to go out and have fun with, and ive got noone special in my life that i can be 100% open to, noone to show me any affection, not even a simple kiss on the cheek or nice words.
I dont know how i can keep on living. This isnt life. All i want is to be a friend, to make someone happy, to love someone, to be something positive for someone. People say you cant love someone else if you cant love yourself. Before, i could distract myself with music and be ok, but now i cant keep on living completely alone. I feel so hopeless because my need for human contact, love, bonding, friendship, and intimacy cannot be ignored, forgotten about, or covered up with music anymore. I feel like a broken, defective person. I cant love myself because people were so cruel to me at school and at home through my dad that i havent ever experienced a healthy social life, friendships, being treated well, etc. The status quo has always been for me since age 11 has been being treated like shit by the only people around me, and without anybody around me to begin with other than people at school who treated me with disrespect and cruelty, dehumanizing me slowly, breaking me down, and levelling any real self worth and self esteem.
Now here i am, broken, and totally hopeless believing that things will never be different for me, that things will never change. In school i always deep down inside tried to tell myself that "next year" things were going to change for me, and that next year never came. And now 4 years after graduation, 4 years of adulthood, my dream of happiness, people, gaining an intimate relationship with someone of the opposite sex again, still hasnt come any closer.
I dont know what to do anymore. I find myself incredibly depressed all the time and with no one safe i can tell about how i am feeling and whats going on. Im going to be stuck like this forever.
 
I feel you brother. I'm trapped and once again I think it's time to be free. Truly. The big release. The big end. I'm to old, to broken to continue. I'm alone as always and I stumble to think where my "friends",l.....are.

I think the finale is calling me again, I can feel the ether calling to me. Singing my song. I know maybe someone somewhere might be sad, but at heart I'm a bird... I can't be caged and can't exist like anymore. I've thought so many times of how to stop all this permanently. Sadly my body never expires. Someday though I know it will, and that is a day I agonize to meet, as "Help?!?" Will finally expire, as I've given all I can, and my...."life"...."energy" continues to expend but never recieve.....

I just want to fly, because sadly I'm a bird that can't be caged. That's just how animals like I exist. I can't be captive bred, and I can't be caged.

I lost love long ago, I missed all my chances, lost all sight, and that truly and equivocable as I've found to be.

I'm lost and alone. This will be the last time. ;)
 
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I just got off the phone about an hour ago (it's 4am here now) -- probably my oldest friend who I still talk to. He's suffered with serious health issues since I've known him, heart, blood, joint -- it's bad. Then he lost his job earlier this year, and hasn't been able to pay for the things he and his family needs. I helped him out, and will be doing what I can for him here in a bit. LSDMDMA&AMP and Help?!?! -- I empathize with your posts on both levels, one as the young man I was once, twenty five years ago, and now, as the not young older man I am now. All I can remember from being in similar (but not the same) situations is that in my experience, it's after sharing it with the people you do care about (and I expect that's us here on Bluelight, among others) that we begin finding ways to improve ourselves -- changing the things that constrain us. While it's true that some things never change, some do, and I'm deeply touched by your pain and sadness, and as another human individual in this existence we call being alive I want you to know I care.

Some lyrics from a song that popped in my head:

"Circumstances" (Rush, Neil Peart)

A boy alone, so far from home -- endless rooftops from my window. I felt the gloom of empty rooms on rainy afternoons. Sometimes in confusion, I felt so lost and disillusioned. Innocence gave me confidence to go up against reality.

All the same we take our chances, laughed at by time--tricked by circumstances. Plus ca change, plus c'est la meme chose--the more that things change, he more they stay the same.

Now I've gained some understanding of the only world that we see. Things that I once dreamed of have become reality. These walls that still surround me still contain the same old me. Just one more who's searching for a world that ought to be.
 
Thanks friend. Your love is felt and graciously recived!

I left my home still as a child, I walked a thousand soary miles
To wait for my father, to gather up his tools
He said my boy you've got to run, don't wait for me, don't wait for mum
We'll come get you, when it's safe for us to move

So I waited many years, held back the pain behind my tears
For my father, to come find me like he said
And in that time I was alone, so many years without my home
I made brothers of a different kind instead

And at the time I didn't know, just how hard the wind could blow
Towards disaster, and the things that I would see
I never found my father, I never found my mother
Even would I know in my lifetime I will be

A hero into the masses, to those born without chances
There's a freedom that everyone deserves
I know there's greed and there's corruption
I've seen death and mass destruction
But I'm telling you, and I hope that I'm heard

I will not be commanded
I will not be controlled
And I will not let my future go on
Without the help of my soul

And I will not be commanded
And I will not be controlled
And I will not let my future go on
Without the help of my soul

And I will not be commanded
And I will not be controlled
And I will not let my future go on
Without the help of my soul

I will not be commanded
I will not be controlled
And I will not let my future go on
Without the help of my soul

And...
if I died at twenty-three
Would you bury me in the sunshine?
Please let me know that you're still mine
Though I'm gone
My love for you is oh-so strong

And when the grass grows over me
Let me know you still love me
Never put nobody else above me
Then I'll know
My love for you will always grow
 
Ahhh the fall feels. You will notovertake me this year. No sinking sense of depression. No daylight savings time. No dark at 5pm. Agggneeeewwwww

Keep ya heads up PD social friends. Physical activity help. Riding my bike and yoga keep me from being insane/dead sometimes I think.

This is really quite an interesting time to be alive/earth. More information available than we can process. Curious to see hos this ends. Cuz us humans, we may be clever, but not smart. Hopefully some balance comes
 
I feel you brother. I'm trapped and once again I think it's time to be free. Truly. The big release. The big end. I'm to old, to broken to continue. I'm alone as always and I stumble to think where my "friends",l.....are.

I think the finale is calling me again, I can feel the ether calling to me. Singing my song. I know maybe someone somewhere might be sad, but at heart I'm a bird... I can't be caged and can't exist like anymore. I've thought so many times of how to stop all this permanently. Sadly my body never expires. Someday though I know it will, and that is a day I agonize to meet, as "Help?!?" Will finally expire, as I've given all I can, and my...."life"...."energy" continues to expend but never recieve.....

I just want to fly, because sadly I'm a bird that can't be caged. That's just how animals like I exist. I can't be captive bred, and I can't be caged.

I lost love long ago, I missed all my chances, lost all sight, and that truly and equivocable as I've found to be.

I'm lost and alone. This will be the last time. ;)

are you running out of 3-MeO-PCP already? =p

seriously though, i for one would miss you.
 
are you running out of 3-MeO-PCP already? =p
seriously though, i for one would miss you.
Haha no friend. The veins of this problem run deep, and they may not be solvable. This may drown me permanently...The only thing that will help this Help?!?, is if on November sixth my state passes the legal MJ bill. It will erode many of my problems in many ways. Like you and thorns stated that sort of thing is always at the back of my mind, and I feel I'm just spinning the wheels. In a sense I've seen to much, dived into the weird, and lived it. Living in that sort of state is extraordinary but it can take a toll on you. There's always a toll for the doldrums...;)

Mang you know I got that near lifetime supply going randomly. If I dumped there'd be mountains of white...;) To much!:O
<3
 
could move a little ways north and get your michigan medical marijuana card
Ha, that's a nice dream. If OH passes it in a couple weeks, I'll be 100% able to get med MJ, and it will also be legal for me to grow my own, go to dispensaries, etc. Its a sweet deal that from research the slim majority wants. Yeah yeah the monopolies will be bad, but I don't care because I'll buy from the small care ones. I'll be able to consume any cannabis edibles, have eight ounces on my person, etc(your in Michigan right? So all you need to do is give me your addy and I'll be there to smoke some prime med Buddha/hash!;);)).
 
Wow there are a lot of strong feels here today, peeps opening up their hearts. I don't think it is a coincidence that I opened up mine on the b&d MXE thread. Llama I totally feel you, you are not alone if that is any solace from a random internet user. There is a reason we are tuned in to the same channel at the same time, and there is something we can all learn from each other, and at the least we are all feeling 'alone' together.
 
llama said:
even though i try to tell myself that i can be loving, caring, considerate, affectionate if given a chance.

You can practice acting that way here. Being considerate of others by engaging with them, accompany "dawgs" or "doges" by quoting somebody's post and giving some cursory response to whatever is happening in their lives, maybe do a lil' HR posting. You talk about how others treat you, but I can tell you that my attempts at baiting you into dealing with PDish material at a deeper level over the years were never successful, I get the feeling that in conversation with normal people you'd come across as selfish and insensitive (I'm not so different in this regard, and it is of course unintentional), which isn't gonna lead to anything good, you haveta try to see things from other people's perspective.

llama said:
I feel so hopeless because my need for human contact, love, bonding, friendship, and intimacy cannot be ignored, forgotten about, or covered up with music anymore.

(Tell me if this sounds accurate, or if I'm just projecting) Engaging in healthy or creative hobbies, and having some kinda life plan would be helpful in forming bonds of course, but you can't care about any of that because loneliness and depression have eaten away at your ability to care about, and be motivated to achieve, those other things. So while the general advice you're gonna get from people is that you're doing drugs instead of dealing with your problems, you see yourself as unable to behave in a manner that would resolve your difficulties under any circumstance (save other people being proactive and rescuing you?), and the drugs simply make your preexisting dysfunction more bearable, rather than actually hampering your progress. The emotional problems that render life meaningless need to be dealt with before you can do that other stuff, it's the old Rat Park problem. If this is indeed the case, I can tell ya that a lot of the lovely folks here can relate tin varying degrees, and there's nothing that can be said to you that will make it any better, the change is gonna have to come from within. Otherwise you can wait for that remarkable set of circumstances that will allow you to be better, but the probable outcome of that is that you'll deal with the same set of problems with no hope of improvement for as long as I have. However, as someone who's been at it longer than you, I would like to note that minor changes in circumstance that will make things more bearable do occur through random chance every so often, and maybe, just maybe, you'll be able to make something better out of one of those. The situation is not a hopeless one, you've already proven that you are capable of being loved. What has happened once can happen again, and as for the past, life as experienced in childhood/adolescence is no reliable barometer for life as experienced as an adult, especially as one grows older and gains perspective, future developments need not occur along the same lines as the failed models of old, there are always new and unexpected ways of doing things.

llama said:
I felt so ashamed and embarassed

You shouldn't have, if this person/those people had all the advantages in life that you didn't, and still ended up at a halfway house, then they were the ones who should have been ashamed of themselves. At least that's my opinion.
 
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Dudes. I went to the Texas Renaissance Festival this weekend. Lets just say, fucking hell... It blows music festivals out of the water.

My friends and I went through 50 beers, a handle of rum, four bottles of mead, another 750ml of coconut rum... I was so fucked up the past two nights, they had a giant communal bonfire for the campers where some dudes were playing drums all tribal like and hot chicks/whoever wanted to were dancing real interpretive like around it. I went and let lose, dancing to the point of exhaustion. Someone had a giant projector and stereo setup nearby and they were playing EDM, there was a huge crowd dancing under the lights. Random people wondered in and out of campsites, beers would find their way into your hands from complete strangers. There was Naked Jenga - a giant Jenga tower was setup and girls would come up and play it, and if they knocked it over they had to strip. I saw so many bare tits dancing around fires. I took my own top off when I danced around the bonfire too hahah. There were people doing extravagant displays with fire and explosives that were simply awe inspiring, twirling flames around them with unparalleled skill. We all dressed up, my girl and I were gypsys, another friend as a Scotsman, two others as vikings, our big black friend as a Barbary pirate. My feet were black from dust and dirt by the end.

There's probably a lot more to tell, but I'm so exhausted from it all, I can't remember everything right now. Suffice to say, it was one of the funnest experiences of my entire life. If you can go to TRF at least once in your life and camp out there, you should. It's an experience unlike any other!
 
^dude that sounds fucking incredible. Who knew texas would be the coolest place to go to a renaissance festival. I'll try to go next year lol

Llama its too bad I'm not in pennsylvania anymore because I had a ton of friends who'd chill with you. and Help?!?! I hope medical marijuana passes in ohio for the sake of everyone :)

I'm up in northern california now visiting people and trimming weed that just got harvested, Davis is really nice. I'm enjoying it a lot!

edit: In-N-Out Burger is seriously the best fast food in the world

I friggin love the meters so much
 
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Ahh man SONN I didn't know you were in Pen before! Come on man we could've met up and gone to some cool fests!;)<3

Also thanks! On November the sixth if it passes, I'll run outside and take my dog for a walk while I smoke a joint!;)

P.S. Are you getting good finger hash SONN? I'm jealous! Also check your email when you get a chance!<3

<3 you highs!
 
The Meters! Yeah...

LSDMDMA&13286695 said:
Life is taking everything out of me. Now is the most trying time of my life.
For about 11 years now, Ive been living a very lonely life. When I moved at age 11, i went from elementary school to middle school, as where i used to live middle school didnt start until 7th grade. Here middle school started at 6th grade. I was very hyper and kids who were "popular" didnt like me. The cool kids didnt like me and treated me with zero respect, so everyone else did the same. I struggled making friends while at home, my dad treated me like shit and constantly belittled me and screamed at me about how i was a bad kid, i wasnt doing the right thing, i was an embarassment to fhe family name, that type of thing. Some kids were very cruel to me in school, and i didnt fit in. I joked around a lot, and teachers didnt like me. I was outcast, because popular kids didnt like me, nobody did. I had very few friends. This continued into high school, where it got worse. When i told my parents what was happening my dad said i was a liar. I felt so ashamed that i wasnt cool. I didnt get to do the things that normal teens do. I missed out on life. Id get in trouble at school for things that everyone else did, and wasnt punished for. I didnt ever develop any real personal connections with anybody, id only talk to a few people and id rarely get out and socialize. By the time i graduated, a deep depression came over me as i helplessly watched the world go by. My parents told me dont bother applying anywhere but one of two local colleges because "we couldnt afford it" even though the local school i went to cost more than state schools that id go off on my own to. I was stuck, trapped behind glass, watching everyone else live life. Because of how cruel people treated me at school, and how cruel my dad was/is to me, i felt worthless. I thought i was going to be alone forever. I had never had a girlfriend in high school, and hadnt even kissed a girl until I was 18. She was/is a BLer, i met her through here. She went on to be my first and only girlfriend. The only person who had ever seen the real llama, and the only one who ever fell for me. She loved me, and i realized I loved her too. She was the one good thing that ever happened in my life. Because i didnt have developed social skills, the relationship was a distance relationship even though she lived only an hour drive away, and I felt awkward about actually having a girlfriend, my parents made me feel like this wasnt a normal part of life, being in a relationship. The love between us was very strong, but inside i was hurting so bad that i didnt reach out to her more and get closer to her. Instead i was doing heroin and my "life" started to revolve around that. After a long time of me doing heroin and nothing else in life, she had enough and up and left. Before i met her, i thought no girl would ever be attracted to me. I thought i would die alone. I thought i couldnt be anything to anybody ever, that i was unlovable.
Her leaving didnt affect me too much at first because I didnt realize what i had with her until well after it was gone. Now she has been gone almost 2 years, and ive never had any intimate connection with anybody since (or before, her. Shes the only girl ive so much as kissed or had as a real friend). Loneliness is totally breaking me into a million little pieces. Ive got noone to have an intimate connection with (i dont mean just no one to fuck). Noone to cuddle with, noone to spend time with, noone to talk deeply to, noone to dream with, noone to hug, noone to hold, noone to be 100% open with, noone to grow with. I feel like i am unlovable again, that i will die truly alone, and that i will never get to kiss, hold, cuddle, and make love again. My best friend, my only true close friend, other than the ex, has severe mental illness, and is very heavily medicated and cant really live independently. He is the only true friend ive got, and because of his mental state, he really cant do too many things that normal people do with their friends. So i dont have any real, vivacious, socially active people in my life at all. I feel so alone and trapped. I dont see any ways for me to make friends and live life. I feel trapped in a cage, watching everything go by.
I feel so unloveable and worthless. I feel like noone values me, and that i have nothing to offer anybody, even though i try to tell myself that i can be loving, caring, considerate, affectionate if given a chance. It hurts me when ive been in situations like rehab and the halfway house seeing everyone else, how theyve got a girl and friends and people to talk to. It hurts me to see other people who arent honest, act selfish, etc yet theyve got friends, girls want them and all that. I just think why cant i have that? At the halfway house, someone said i was a virgin and it felt so hurtful, because even though i am technically not, since i have been with one girl, it hurt me that someone saw through me and could know that i havent really gotten to have love in my life. I felt so ashamed and embarassed. It served as confirmation to me that i really am a fuckup and a loser. Now that i am back home and back to having no friends, no girlfriend, no affection in my life, things really hurt and i dont see things ever changing for me. Its so hard. Its been 2 years since that relationship ended and no one has shown me any affection or interest since. Ive got no friends to go out and have fun with, and ive got noone special in my life that i can be 100% open to, noone to show me any affection, not even a simple kiss on the cheek or nice words.
I dont know how i can keep on living. This isnt life. All i want is to be a friend, to make someone happy, to love someone, to be something positive for someone. People say you cant love someone else if you cant love yourself. Before, i could distract myself with music and be ok, but now i cant keep on living completely alone. I feel so hopeless because my need for human contact, love, bonding, friendship, and intimacy cannot be ignored, forgotten about, or covered up with music anymore. I feel like a broken, defective person. I cant love myself because people were so cruel to me at school and at home through my dad that i havent ever experienced a healthy social life, friendships, being treated well, etc. The status quo has always been for me since age 11 has been being treated like shit by the only people around me, and without anybody around me to begin with other than people at school who treated me with disrespect and cruelty, dehumanizing me slowly, breaking me down, and levelling any real self worth and self esteem.
Now here i am, broken, and totally hopeless believing that things will never be different for me, that things will never change. In school i always deep down inside tried to tell myself that "next year" things were going to change for me, and that next year never came. And now 4 years after graduation, 4 years of adulthood, my dream of happiness, people, gaining an intimate relationship with someone of the opposite sex again, still hasnt come any closer.
I dont know what to do anymore. I find myself incredibly depressed all the time and with no one safe i can tell about how i am feeling and whats going on. Im going to be stuck like this forever.

Man, that's rough, I'm sorry you have to go through this. <3 One of my best friends is going through something similar and it's very difficult to watch him sink down into depression and hopelessness because I know that he's a great guy with a lot to offer. I love him, he's like my brother, but we live far apart (like a thousand miles far) so it's very rare I get to see him. I just want to grab him and shout, "you're beautiful! Just do you!" I'm sure you have a lot to offer too, I believe everyone does, but sometimes negative feelings about ourselves blind us to that.

Honestly, I have found that the key to being happy is to find what you love, and focus on that. What do you love to do? What would you do if you could do anything? I mean besides have a social/romantic life... what would you do with your life and your time? If you find out what that is and start doing it, you will have a source of happiness and satisfaction in your life that is all yours, and doesn't depend on anyone else. Your confidence in yourself will build, and it will be easier to see the good aspects of life. People are very keen to the energy you put out... if you're happy and confident, people will be attracted to that. On the other hand, if you're depressed and think you're worthless, it will repel people. It's just the way it is. It's difficult to be around someone like that. It's not fair, but it's just how people work, and you can't really expect any differently. But you DO have worth, you just have to figure out what it is. <3

Also you've got to get out there if you want any hope of making a change. Sitting around without making contact with the outside world is going to keep you right where you are now. The hardest part is making the decision to, and actually doing it. Find a club or something that deals with something you're interested in, that would be a good place to start. That way you know the people there share an interest. When you're depressed it's so hard to make yourself take a step, but once you do, you'd be surprised how good it will feel.

And don't feel ashamed of the way you feel... intimate connection with other humans is something that we evolved to need. To not have it is painful and incredibly difficult, but it's not your fault that it's painful, it's just the way we're wired.

Hang in there, man... there is something you can do, one step at a time. But you've got to stand up and start walking first.
 
^dude that sounds fucking incredible. Who knew texas would be the coolest place to go to a renaissance festival. I'll try to go next year lol

Yeah, it's actually the largest in the whole nation. They have comedians and all sorts of amusing acts and performers. It goes for two months too, every year from early October to late November. Eight full weekends of hedonism and pagan pleasure ;)

My friend is going back for Halloween weekend, so I'm thinking if my girlfriend and I can pull the funds and she can ask off work, we'll head back and live it all over again. I remember one of the guys at our campsite even tripped acid one of the days, he was just sitting around taking it all in hahah. Oh, and this real drunk dick of a guy dressed up like link and playing an ocarina stumbled into our campsite and pissed everyone off... but in the morning, we found his phone and his girlfriend's wallet. We called people with his phone and no one answered, and we searched all day at the fair to try and return their stuff to them, but eventually we figured we'd never find them, so my friend pulled out the 200 bucks cash from the wallet, bought a bunch of throwing axes and two more bottles of mead, and we got fucked up while trying to nail a tree with the axes hahah.

In other news, the employer who pre-employment drug tested me never called me back. I think I know how the drug test turned out... time to look elsewhere :(
 
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