Feeling Really Empty

Come on, man, we all get knocked down and feel low and empty sometimes (well, not me, but I mean, most people do). That's life, like the Chairman of the Board used to say.

So what you need to do now is pick yourself up, dust yourself off, pull that corkscrew out of your temple, and get back in the game, champ!

It seems like everything you have is just a temporary placeholder in your quest for happiness. You seek the intimate love/interaction right? It seems like you kind of want something serious. And that's completely fine, but I don't think you'll find it in a strip club or through fucking random strippers.

Don't make the same mistake I did. Don't go searching for affection in a place where it is nearly impossible to find. Save yourself the heartbreak and search for this longed affection out in the real world.

Don't let life pass you by my friend. It's never too late.

Varna your right.

I think the issue is I gave up.

I am not an ugly guy. I could stand to lose a few pounds. I tried so hard to be a good person and it just didn’t work out.

My twenties withered away and here we are.

Sex isn’t going to help but neither is celibacy.

Someone recently also suggested I talk to someone but it would be a waste.

I have read Torah the Koran The Bible studies Hinduism Buddhism. I tried volunteering at soup kitchens and going to church. I prayed over and over.

I came to two conclusions I want to live a useful honorable life where I can help others without being fed on or I want to be in a loving monogamous relationship. In 2019 that’s a lot fucking harder than it looks. People are fucked up and selfish.

I’m so sure of this that I would bet if I lived a life of virtuous poverty the only thing I would shed is material comfort certainly not the curse of being alone and in pain.

I would have rather lived in absolute third world poverty with someone who loves me than be alone like this.

I fucking hate dealing with these superficial human beings who breeze through life finding happiness because their willing to settle for a lie.

I’m happy for them not jealous. I just don’t want to be reminded that for all my best efforts that God doesn’t want me to be anywhere near at peace while people who tried a lot less get to fuck play drink and sleep in harmony with this lie of a world.

That’s the side of me that pulls that Trucidos shit. It’s not like I dislike any race or person. I just find society disgusting. Sometimes anarchy is like a good menthol smoke. It takes the edge off.

Anyways sorry for venting. It’s not the appropriate venue.

@2 bits. Lol

@Constantine: I'm going to assume that you're not trolling here and give you the Christian perspective.

A. God has not abandoned you. You don't feel his presence because in your all too human despair, you have chosen not to see or listen to him. Instead, you blame Him for your unhappiness.

B. Don't be so quick to dismiss the value of a good psychiatrist. Despite your material success, you enter relationships that you know are self destructive and will cause your self-hatred to increase. Have you been evaluated for possible bipolar disorder? BD is very treatable if it is diagnosed.

C. Do you have a pastor who could help you find a pychiatrist? How about through your insurance plan or company's mental health services?

D. Don't try to solve this on your own! You can't. There ARE people out there with the expertise and willingness to help you. It's up to you to seek them out. God go with you.

I’m not bi polar as the reality is that at best I am constantly hiding s gnawing distance for the life I live.

I am a Christian as well and I don’t feel God abandoned me. Quite the opposite. He however wants me to move past human materialism even in the sexual and relationship based sense.

I have no need to talk to anyone because this is a very spiritual issue without a medical solution.

I got involved in serious shit young and got a lot of perspective.

I recently gave up on love so I decided to just fuck my way through countless women.

It’s surprising how empty it feels almost a day or two later.

I have nowhere to go but up or down now. I guess I need to focus on reconciling with the fact that Gods will doesn’t include me being happy. I suppose I could go back to finding some level of peace as I have done in fleeting moments

I tried and even went the extra mile fitting in dressing up (instead of in high end Streetwear) volunteering. Etc.

I came to conclusion most preachers are the biggest hypocrites of all.

I saw a lot of words from men. No true advice.

While I have to accept a lot of people don’t believe in this stuff imagine in theory someone seriously involved in the real aspects of the occult and demonic.

Imagine them trying to find peace from an uninitiated priest without direct experience into the inner core of the religious aspects they preach about.

These people at best are walking tape recorders to recite verses not true guides.

My true guides have blessed me and have been patient but the reality is I have given up hope and I have lost the will to take a higher path that involves celibacy and loneliness.

Have you considered, honestly, that you may have something going on with you physiologically, maybe your brain isn’t making what you need??

You mentioned your feelings about talking to someone. Tbh, it can only help you, you only stand to benefit from it. I felt this way when I lived in a shitty place for two years and I had to be there. I used to wish someone would wreck their car into me and I would die, so I didn’t have to think about killing myself.

I took a medicine for a short time, 5 months, it changed everything. My thing is physiological, I just needed a little nudge from a medicine. And I talked to someone too, somewhat unenthusiastically, it changed everything.

Also, there are plenty of other humans longing to not be alone. Don’t despair, you seem like a guy with some drive, you are successful enough to make a nice life for yourself, you can definitely find happiness again if you make some little steps in the right direction.

^i love this post.can relate to an extent

What’s a rube haha

I agree it’s chemistry related in some respect but it’s a lot deeper.

Once I accept how deep even the concept of love becomes childish

I pray constantly for a useful afterlife. I want to help others be happy and do it in dignity.

I feel the concept of heaven is selfish.

Brain chemistry altering drugs are like a band aid on a spiritual realization at this point.

True enlightenment can be very lonely and if not strengthened with a foundation of good choices and reassurance of ones path and motives and subsequent results it can be twisted into a prison of the mind

_Constantine_ = Trucidos = troll = prick

This post is about as genuine as Monopoly money. But go on with it if you're having fun.

Sometimes I feel empty too.

I just drink enormous amounts of booze and snort an eight ball to cover up for it.

I’m not sure if you are at a point of emotional crisis - or simply at a crossroads - or if this is a joke.

The Bible is more than just words on a page, it is a living document, and it is incredibly powerful. It is important to open ones mind and to not harden ones heart to the Word.

I reread certain passages, and they offer comfort beyond the insights of any self help type of book. Prayer and the Word are very powerful.

It’s not for everyone - but it is worth another try.

I agree it’s just possible and in my case literal to believe all of that and lose faith in my ability to be happy.

If you don't like how you're living then simply change it.

If you want to become a more useful person, then do so. There are endless good causes looking for monetary and time donations.

If you want to meet different women then get involved in different social circles.

Or instead of doing any of that, just keep sitting there in a rut feeling sorry for yourself and blaming others for your own misery.

Your choice I guess.

If you are feeling empty maybe you should shove a Mandingo dildo up your ass. That'll fill you up.

then do something that doesn't make you feel empty. fill the void with something productive