hogslayer [he/him]

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Cake day: August 13th, 2024

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  • I saw dozens of psychiatrists, counselors, therapists and psychologists. Got absolutely nothing out of it.

    Eventually i found my way to a Trauma Treatment Center where they specialize in fucked up little nuggets like me.

    And then my life changed because I got the help I needed and was able to unwind a lot of my problems and develop coping tools for what I couldn’t repair.

    I wish I could do that

    The problem is that if you don’t have the money/insurance/referrals/whatever to get into one of those Trauma Treatment Centers, or otherwise stumble into the actually useful people who know what to do with trauma somehow, then you’re doomed to dealing with all of those other useless sorts who just tell you to meditate it off.

    how did you find or get into the Trauma Treatment Center, by the way?





  • similar position here.

    I’m 34, no degree, haven’t worked in 8 years (just got approved for Disability this February for mental health reasons, so I get like $1500 per month which conveniently is average monthly rent here).

    I never got to experience a dating life, or even have a FWB or anything. And I don’t see how I ever will. It’s so hard to get anywhere or do anything, and at my age nobody will even want to sleep with me unless I “have my shit together”. Like it doesn’t matter who I am, it only matters my future financial prospects and being someone to brag about. Especially on dating sites.

    I live with an abusive, emotionally unstable grandparent that I dream of being able to move away from, but rent prices are just too fucking high and I don’t know anyone else in this stupid world who could help me.

    I’m just so fucking depressed about my dating life prospects. I recently met a girl on some dating site who is also on Disability for mental health reasons (nice to know she also wouldn’t judge me for it). We were talking every day for like 4 months, but she suddenly started soft-ghosting me and I don’t know why. Probably nothing this good will ever happen to me again – and it was barely even anything. I’m in good shape but obviously no car + no job + on disablity pay + live at home => nobody will ever want me, not even just for a FWB/no commitment type of thing sadness-abysmal