Can confirm. There are SO MANY people in my life who I’m like “you’re just so cool.” People who might not consider themselves the prettiest, the smartest, the trendiest, the most intelligent… Etc. but each of those people fucking SHINE to me in a way that is so truly irreplaceable and THEM. I try and say it whenever I have it, but there are many people I just never get the chance to say it to.
One that stands out is this girl in my class at college back in the early 2000s. Random girl, I worked with her on one project, but something about how she inspired and motivated me has stuck with me for 20 years. I’ve made decisions and changes in my life because of her, and she has no clue that she’s a pivotal and incredible power in my world to this day.
This is you to someone. I guarantee it.
At some point in time, I don’t really know when, something snapped in me. I didn’t want silent lovers or anybody wanting to possess any aspect of my being.
What I want is to live out my remaining days in total anonymity without anybody having any thoughts of me whatsoever to the point that when I eventually die in my house, it won’t even be discovered until my bills have lapsed for a couple months and the police do a wellness check to find my decomposing corpse and can’t figure out who the hell I even am beyond a name on a property tax roll.
This is not a death wish. It is a desired retirement from interaction. I’m so so very tired of people.
Lemme comments don’t count. I’m just some random username leaving thoughts in a small online journal that others happen to be able to see.
I want a switch that makes me able to not be perceived.
What do you do for work that makes you so tired of people?
Same. It’s kinda funny how some people how some people are terrified of dying alone. For me that’s a goal. I know that pain, and I don’t wish that on others, especially anyone I care about.
I’m bald.
Better for vitamin D in the winter. Faster to dry after bathing.
“I wish I could reflect sunlight as well as you”
I’m bald. I was bald at my wedding. I was bald in the dating app photos that my now-wife saw before we met. It’s all good.
u have a lot of silent lovers on this planet
they wish they had ur smile
ur hair
You’re right, this doesn’t apply to bald people like you
The tweet didn’t specify “ur hair on ur head.”
Oh. It could be “ur pubic hair.”
That’s a very nice thought that I can safely file away as “does not apply to me”.
This is same as reddit threads where they ask women what do they like about men and none of the responses resemble me.
Yeah, that would require me to interact with people.
“I wish I had his last name”
A childhood filled with being made fun of with literally every variation of that word leads me to caution you against that lol.
Rap name: Biggie
As a person with a name similarly close-to-dirty, you just gotta lean into it with jokes like
“Yup, I’ve got two of them, one on top of the other, that’s why it’s plural.”
Or
“Yeah Ellis Island fucked up my g.g.grandpa’s name, used to be ‘Schwanstugel.’”
I mean, if that’s you in your picture, I’m a fan of your beard.
Thanks!
I’m amused that your comment got downvotes. Like, why?
Pics or it didn’t happen
Don’t mean to be a downer but of course it’s a young, pretty woman making that claim lol
I don’t know anything about you but I want you to know if I passed you in a hallway I would smile and say hi or good morning.
You have your own story and life that’s as intricate and real as mine. We’re all doing our best out here, and there are days where a stranger saying hi gave me just enough good feelings to make it through a shit day.
Everyone’s problems are real to them, and that matters. It’s easy to think pretty people have life on easy mode, but they get a lot of problems I wouldn’t want to deal with. Maybe she has a stalker, maybe people assume she’s not smart. On the other end of the fortune scale, I can’t imagine what it would be like to be missing my legs or something (not equating with ugliness, just misfortune), that would be real hard but I’ll never understand just how hard unless I lose my legs.
I have diabetes. It’s simple but the attention I have to pay to it is so mentally taxing sometimes it’s hard for me to even understand. You can’t know that unless you live it, because it’s hard to put into words. My ultimate point is someone’s worst problem feels the same as your worst problem to them. It’s not anyone’s fault. I just want people to be kind to one another. Sorry for the rambling reply, and this isn’t some indictment of you or your statement, that’s a legit way to feel and I don’t hold it against you.
Ha! Your AI copy made your reply sound like you were making glimpse’s problems all about you.
Not sure if serious…
I got one spontaneous compliment from a stranger some years ago and I’m still savouring it. Gotta make it last, never know if/when there’ll be a next one.
I was walking alone in an empty street during NYE when a random girl, who happened to come by, spread her arms and blocked my way in a playful manner.
She only let me pass once I cracked a smile.
It’s been well over a decade, but I still remember her face.It was the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me.
I love that
Tell me you are male presenting, without telling me you are male presenting.
Source: I know the pain
The compliment I got about 8 years ago (a cashier told me I smell really good) is starting to run out of steam. I desperately need a stranger to tell me something nice about myself unprompted, once that smell comment runs dry things are gonna get gloomy.
I believe the technical term for this is ‘a crock of shit’.
The spelling makes it unwholesome for me at least because being filled with rage and hatred doesn’t seem wholesome to me.
Bwahaha! Mmm’kay.
P.S. you. your.
u’re
Ha! That’s better’er. 😁
You can tell this was written by a pretty girl as words of self-validation to herself.
I can’t fucking stand comments like these. Empty sweeping platitudes that the commentary does not know if they’re true and cannot know if they’re true, posted entirely for the own self satisfaction or to make people perceive them as kind and caring.
The only thing that I am actually aware of about this post is that she used the full word “you” exactly once. WHY? She could have just said “u” again and I would’ve been much less irritated.
Yes! If you’re going to be a completely vapid lazy halfwit dumpster, at least be consistent.
If you just believe in yourself enough you will succeed! You’re perfect the way you are!
Not me
UR-ine.
They wrote “you” at least once, so they appear to know the correct spelling.
The proposed phenomenon of “silent lovers” also implies the occurrence of “silent haters” and even more likely, “silent neutrals”
It also implies being a pretty white woman
Nuh uh, there’s plenty of nice not necessarily white people of any gender that are appreciated.
