I wrote up my AskPhuks yesterday out of anger and a bit out of disgust with my current state in life.
I'm writing this post right now because I want to say the same thing to ALL of the users who commented, and I think its easier doing it this way than replying the same thing to dozens of different comments in that thread.
After reading all of your responses I feel better about my situation. All of you who replied gave me a lot of words of encouragement.
If I didn't know any better I would have thought that you all were a remnant of my grandpa, logging in with different usernames to drop snippets of sound advice. In a way, you were doing that.
So thank you, Grandpa Phuks. Many of you echoed each other without realizing it. The common denominators in your arguments were that my time on this earth is more valuable than anything else. You taught me that I needed to focus on my true needs instead of the wants that society was putting into my head.
You all spoke of how I should change my mindset, and that once I did that an entirely new set of possibilities would make themselves known to me.
You all repeated the same thing : work hard. I understand that. The reason for my despair yesterday was that I have been working hard and I just don't seem to be getting anywhere.
But you guys stopped me in my crybaby state and pointed something out : Quit your bitching and look at all of us. We are all working hard for the little bit we have in this life.
Seriously, thank you all. Today I have off from work, and I'm going to organize my cashflow like you said. I will write up a ledger and begin to track every phukking penny that comes and goes in my life. I'm going to start being social to the point of discomfort, networking nonstop. I'm going to look at local places around me that need help or require a service.
I woke up today and cringed when I remembered what I had wrote yesterday. I was expecting to log in and see a lot of you guys putting me down and snubbing my tears. I was expecting my post to have been buried and forgotten.
That wasn't the case though. You motherphukkers responded truthfully. And now my kvetching is on the front page to remind me that I'm still a soft crybaby at times, but also that people do care. I love you phuks.
If I missed any of you, I didn't do it on purpose. And to all the future users who might reply to that initial post, I won't forget you either. Thanks.
Skillet we all want to HELP a fellow phuk, but we won't do it for you, and that isn't because of any other reason than the way we do shit ain't the same that will work for you, and even more than just that you need to do it yourself and gain that small amount of confidence.
Now let's take my situation.....hurt at work and screwed for better part of a year with no recourse and I just found ways to make it. I asked for help which honestly was the hardest thing. That sucked more than waiting in line at the local church from 6am to 9am just to avoid the lines.
You went that mile already and asked for help. I know how hard it is which is why I did what I did. Wish it could have got to you in a better way.