this and more vicious self-owns, only in this incredible grass-toucher post (again)
I used to have irl friends but they all turned out to be horrible people or libs or whatever, I used to have leddit but leddit is fucking poisonous, I used to have discord servers and shit but I tend to pass into and out of discord groups with worrying ease, also I cant stop saying “another kkkracka down” at grampa’s funeral
now I have bear website and it’s the place I want to talk, what the fuck else even is there? where else would even tolerate me? any attempt to reach out and join communities or groups anywhere would probably result in critical psychic damage, also I still will not go into the queer center in town, what the fuck
bear website is the only spot where talking to people has a decent chance of not being a painful affair
hexagonal ursine webzone
The danger of how cozy and safe this space is it becomes hard to leave. Venture forth brave adventurer! There are comrades to be found to form a party so you won’t have to go alone.
I literally will fucking not. I probably couldn’t be forced to at gunpoint.
Just go ahead and tell me where, real quick.
I don’t want to be the weirdo asking where so I couldn’t possibly begin to answer that. You seem to know though based off the knowledge of a local district that’s at least somewhat woke.
I was just trying to be positive and provide supportive affirmation in finding irl people you seem to know where to find.
Sorry if that was unwelcome. My bad.
My town is a fucking hole lmao I live in a retirement town
I absolutely would not know where to find people but even if I did, I am so woefully socially inept that it would be pointless anyway
No apology needed you didnt do anything wrong
Go find a local dive bar that looks queer friendly. I have met so many cool people either playing pool or singing Karaoke. Met some Moroccan dudes at a bar the other day that saw my palestine pins and we all joined arms over shoulders dancing around chanting “free free Palestine” and it was the funnest night in a very long time. I’ll probably never meet them again but it was a beautiful moment. I also met a comrade from Colombia at the same Karaoke night and we hung out every night for like a whole week and I promised to help him practice more informal english.
And I don’t know if you’re interested in bar scenes but there are some very wholesome ones depending where you are.
I unironically and sincerely envy your life. Seems incredible.
Idk what a queer friendly bar is here, I have never been in a bar. There is a queer bar here but it is run by a xenophobe.
To be real talking to people irl will fast result in dropped spaghetti from me
Yeah just gotta learn some good spots and then excuse yourself from any conversation that gives you bad vibes, I also have suffered from severely crippling social anxiety for most of my life due to being bullied a lot as a kid/teen but with some long time spent learning to just dive in and keep my guard up I have learned a lot about how to sus out good people to hang out with. I even crashed some random college party on my way home one night cuz I heard their music blasting and was like hey what’s going on over here? over the fence. After I explained that I was just a neighbor and wasn’t being crochety about their loud music, I just wasn’t ready to call it a night yet, they invited me in and fed me fried rice and grilled chicken.
Now granted I still suffer from severe depression, but going out and taking risks like that has helped me a lot, not just in distracting me from hellworld but reminding myself that they may not be the norm but you’d be surprised how many cool folks are out there. I’ve even met a lot of boomer comrades just by striking up conversations and listening to older folks.
Also gives me lots of opportunities to evangelize about the immortal science of Marxist Leninism.
It seems to hurt anywhere from a little bit to extremely severely every time I try to do anything though. If I can’t even pretend to be a real person online, what’s gonna happen irl? Also parties, ech.
Your life sounds awesome though, god I wish that were me
That’s rough and I can relate, and obviously if you’re more comfortable just hanging out and shitposting with the little gay people in your phone that’s totally valid, but it might be worth a shot. Of course if you have a car or anything resembling decent public transit it certainly widens your options.
There is a paradox. If you can’t socialize well you can learn to enjoy doing it poorly. I was briefly part of a bdsm wearwolf club. No one there was capable of regular human interaction and we all gave eachother the space to enjoy that. It was nice until us all being antisocial nerds caused drama. So maybe that was too off the grid but there is probably a weird place where we could all fit in the world. You know, exaggerations of capitalism permitting.
“I go to parties”
“Parties, ech… (…) your life sounds awesome!”
I… if you think their “life” sounds awesome, what part? If parties are “ech”?
No diss or anything, I think staying in and shitposting on the internet is super cool, I do it myself 90% of my free time.
Just… confused about what you like/find awesome in the commenters “life”.
guess it’s time to go tiger drop old people