Posted:
#1101
no...I heard that you do strange things down there...
Troubled Waters
This thread used to be the dessert, but Proto is no longer the main course. He has turned into a hack like a lot of the other bad storytellers here.
Posted:
#1115
Quote Originally Posted by dytide:
the waiting is the hardest part
Yes it is.I'm considering a mini crime spree to help me pass the time.First i'll buy some speed,aint had none in like 25years, then a blowjob and the grand finish. Steal a 3 pack of white tee shirts from k-mart. i think i could do this thing!
the waiting is the hardest part
Posted:
#1119
Well here I am. Broken and torn. Human waste. I don't understand why I can't be happy but it's just not happening. Let me sum up the past 4 years for you guys. I come into some money, usually from my poor wife. I win 2 or 3 games going all in every time, then lose it. My goal is always 10 thousand. About twice a year I get it up to 5 thousand. I go all in for the last time. I have lost the past 3 times I have gotten that far. I have been to 10k about 4 times. I still end up losing it all because I chase. It takes a long time though once I'm at 10k and those are days of happiness. I was even up to about 18k last October. I lost every cent because I started betting out of boredom.
I think about that bankroll all the time. I was helping with the bills, I was buying things for my daughter, I felt like a good person. The other day after losing about 3 thousand (I had built up 200 to 3k) I threw my cell phone at the wall as hard as I could. It stuck in the wall. Now in our living room there are about 5 holes in the wall. In just this room. 2 are from my cell phone (which never rings), 2 are from me kicking the wall, 1 or 2 are from punching a hole in the wall. There may be 6 holes my wife covers them up with pictures and a clock. Our living room is not symmetrical at all. Pictures in very odd places. The couch is in an odd place 2 as she tries to cover where I kicked. But the new cell phone hole is right by the light switch.
I feel like a terrible person. I want the best for my family and my wife is a good person. But I am a miserable fool. I sleep all day and wake to thoughts of being rich. These thoughts don't go away. Very weird. Torturous too. I see my old friends on facebook and they all have such fun lives. Pictures of partying with fine girls, etc. Successful lives. Doctor almost finished with residency, PGA tour caddy for a highly ranked player, computer expert who moved to southern california and lives on the beach. They have no time for me anymore. I am alone. My wife threatened divorce and said she would have the papers quick. I cried and she decided not to.
I am a failure.
I think about that bankroll all the time. I was helping with the bills, I was buying things for my daughter, I felt like a good person. The other day after losing about 3 thousand (I had built up 200 to 3k) I threw my cell phone at the wall as hard as I could. It stuck in the wall. Now in our living room there are about 5 holes in the wall. In just this room. 2 are from my cell phone (which never rings), 2 are from me kicking the wall, 1 or 2 are from punching a hole in the wall. There may be 6 holes my wife covers them up with pictures and a clock. Our living room is not symmetrical at all. Pictures in very odd places. The couch is in an odd place 2 as she tries to cover where I kicked. But the new cell phone hole is right by the light switch.
I feel like a terrible person. I want the best for my family and my wife is a good person. But I am a miserable fool. I sleep all day and wake to thoughts of being rich. These thoughts don't go away. Very weird. Torturous too. I see my old friends on facebook and they all have such fun lives. Pictures of partying with fine girls, etc. Successful lives. Doctor almost finished with residency, PGA tour caddy for a highly ranked player, computer expert who moved to southern california and lives on the beach. They have no time for me anymore. I am alone. My wife threatened divorce and said she would have the papers quick. I cried and she decided not to.
I am a failure.
Posted:
#1120
By the way my phone never rings because nobody ever calls it. Other than sportsbooks usually bookmaker. I get so excited when I see a number from out of town. Thinking its an old friend or maybe even a lottery worker. I get so down when the guy says they have such a good deal for me wont I give them some money?
There is really no point in my having a cell phone because it never rings. Very rarely. It's my mom or my wife telling me she is on the way home. So get my ass up and come out to help bring stuff in. What a life.
There is really no point in my having a cell phone because it never rings. Very rarely. It's my mom or my wife telling me she is on the way home. So get my ass up and come out to help bring stuff in. What a life.
Posted:
#1123
" I see my old friends on facebook and they all have such fun lives. "
I haven't spent any time reading through the entire novel worth of posts in this thread, but....I've got time on my hands so screw it.....
Dude, quit comparing yourself to other people unless you're willing to compare yourself to the parents of a 3 yr old suffering in the hospital with terminal cancer. Or a woman in Joplin who had her infant sucked out of her grasp by a tornado. Comparing yourself to other people is an awesome recipe for doom. 
You seem to focus on fleeting things that will make you happy, but never will. You can't spend you're life waiting on the next best thing that will bring you happiness. In your current state, 1 mil would make you happy...until it was gone.
Unless you have some serious psychological issues, you're capable of changing your viewpoint of what happiness really means, and how to make it happen
For what it's worth, I offer something that could change you're point of view on the subject of happiness:
https://www.amazon.com/Happiness-Serious-Problem-Nature-Repair/dp/0060987359
And if you have the time and willingness to do it, have a look at this:
https://www.dennisprager.com/transcripts.aspx?id=1074
Posted:
#1124
I know how you feel about facebook.
It's really tough on weekend nights to see all these people posting mobile uploads of themselves out having such a good time.
What does it feel like to be out on a weekend ?
I can hardly remember
We spent the summer with the top rolled down ....
Wished ever after would be like this .....
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