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Lifestyle The Mental Wellness Thread

So I guess this exists.
I guess 2 years separated from Mushi League I'm still being laughed at and ridiculed behind my back, destined to deal with second-guessing myself if people actually like me around or not.
Context for message on this sticker was that someone told me to kill myself during a match in the spectator chat because I was doing badly with a team I was told to have fun with by my coach. I've dealt with multiple hecklers in this space and while I was guilty of immature things before when I was there, I don't think I deserved the treatment I got there most of the time, especially being brought to tears some nights by some of the messages I've gotten from not just regular users but team managers, too.
I already deal a lot with suicidal thoughts. I struggle with self worth and social situations. All I want to ask is for you to just leave me alone. I've found friends in this scene who like me and care about me and I just want to succeed in my own personal idea of success. Just leave me alone.
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My job search has been ongoing for two and a half months at this point, and while that’s not as long as some that I’ve seen and one that went just over seven months with my own job development team, I feel the need to tangent real quick about something I just found out because it has been a while since I’ve seen something this braindead.

For context: earlier in February a position at a certain company I used to work with at an internship in 2025 reopened after being closed off. I originally thought “they must have found someone else, no big deal, I ca just keep searching.” Come to find out, my application was reviewed the first time, but it wasn’t turned down because they didn’t like me as a prospect. They supposedly turned it down because “I didn’t fill out the application correctly and include my internship experience”… yeah, see, here’s the problem. The person that reviewed my application was the same person that led my on-the-job training at my internship in the first place and somehow the company lost any verification I used to work for them previously. That’s already sketchy enough on its own, but it gets worse.

When the position reopened, I decided to give this one more shot a week or two ago. Never mind the fact that I can’t find anything confirming my application went through- when I contacted my job development team asking if we had any updates on my second application, and I know for a fact we extra-double-checked it this time, not only did the text I just got back say the position was still closed (or perhaps closed again?), but the company did receive an application for a position I never applied for and that said application was filled out “today, I believe- neither of those things even being remotely true.

I was already content with moving away from wanting to work for that company again, but now I don’t want to work with them anymore either, because unless my job developer or someone either mixed up which job position I applied for or someone’s doing stuff behind my back which is absolutely possible, I’m starting to realize what’s really going on and hating myself for letting things get to this point. This definitely helps provide some explanation as to why my job searches with this particular team have taken far longer than they’re supposed to, but it’s one thing when people can’t do their own job to help you, the individual, find employment. It’s another thing entirely when the same company starts feeling like they’re actively sabotaging you.

And you want to know the best part? The company I’ve been working with for career exploration and job development was the company I ended up working at as an intern in the first place! They’re literally guilty on both sides! How does that even happen!? The same people trying to “help me find a job” can’t even keep track of my own employment history with their own company! Like… what!?

Edit: The situation is being resolved as we speak. We believe there to be miscommunications on two specific sides. The situation doesn’t seem as strange as it did before, but I guess that’s on me for immediately assuming the worst.
 
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Hi all I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder back in 2019 and never posted here but if anyone else has it I’m here for you (seriously I do mean that)

I had been out of work for almost a year due to my ~condition~ but I just accepted a job offer yesterday so that’s a big win can I get a hell yeah in the chat
im glad you felt safe enough to share that. glad you found your way out of the darkness and got a new job. hell yeah.
So I guess this exists.
I guess 2 years separated from Mushi League I'm still being laughed at and ridiculed behind my back, destined to deal with second-guessing myself if people actually like me around or not.
Context for message on this sticker was that someone told me to kill myself during a match in the spectator chat because I was doing badly with a team I was told to have fun with by my coach. I've dealt with multiple hecklers in this space and while I was guilty of immature things before when I was there, I don't think I deserved the treatment I got there most of the time, especially being brought to tears some nights by some of the messages I've gotten from not just regular users but team managers, too.
I already deal a lot with suicidal thoughts. I struggle with self worth and social situations. All I want to ask is for you to just leave me alone. I've found friends in this scene who like me and care about me and I just want to succeed in my own personal idea of success. Just leave me alone.View attachment 811481
I just want to remind you, that in the end, the haters and shit talkers dont matter in this world. When you're out walking about, know that you have people that love you. Rest easy with that, a lot of people would do anything to have what you have.
 
hello. i hope im not breaking any rules by posting. this is not so much to talk about my mental health (which includes psychosis, depression, and very extreme anxiety) but the stress of someone elses. my sister had an advil overdose related suicide attempt about 5 or 6 months ago, and is threatening to kill herself again, and it is making me shaky and reminding me of a pychosis thing i had once. please support if able.
Let me preface this by saying I am not a medical professional and should not be taken as one.

Especially because your sister has a prior history of attempting, you should notify other family members or relevant individuals immediately. Your sister obviously matters a lot to you and I think that's great, but this is not your burden to handle alone. Do not budge an inch on if she says this will make her do something to herself - people need to know if she is at serious harm to herself, and the first and only priority is her safety in this situation(especially because she has attempted before). If you feel any guilt in doing this, remember that it's infinitely better for her to be mad at you than for her to not be her at all.

The world is a better place for both of you being alive, and it should stay that way. As for you, I know this may be a hard ask, but please do not allow this to force your own mental health into a negative spiral. You are your own human being and you are doing the right thing by trying to help.

I hope you will both be OK in the days to come.
 
hello. i hope im not breaking any rules by posting. this is not so much to talk about my mental health (which includes psychosis, depression, and very extreme anxiety) but the stress of someone elses. my sister had an advil overdose related suicide attempt about 5 or 6 months ago, and is threatening to kill herself again, and it is making me shaky and reminding me of a pychosis thing i had once. please support if able.
Honestly I'd advice contacting authorities, unless you live in America and your sister doesn't have insurance

Mental health related emergencies (threats of suicide after an attempt being basically the perfect example of) need to be treated like a physical health emergency. Two weeks in a mental hospital and moving to a rehab facility for a while can be lifesaving

maybe look at the reputation of the facilities in your area first. I worked in the mental health field and I honestly never seen a facility myself that wasn't trying their absolute best and treated the people there as well as they could, but I heard of some pretty ugly stories
 
I have a weird form of insomnia that only comes up every couple of months. Had it this night and slept 2.5 hours in total

I think I need a prescription med to take on these nights. Melatonin helps a little and I'll get Ashwaghanda too, but I need something more aggressive

Any experiences with these? Any med to not take, recommendations?
 
I been better at like...... "holding it together" recently but if I'm alone on an off day or on lunch break I might randomly wanna cry sometimes and honestly.... often there's not even a reason I'll just get hit with a wave of feels that brings tears even tho theirs no ties to an event or emotions prior.
I could be cracking up laughing or being loving with someone I care for prior - just happens.
 
Sad news, my pet bird died. I was told to buy a pet to help me with my mental health. A parakeet in particular, since I'm allergic to animals with fur and parakeets can be interactive. Though it was tricky to get him settled in, once he did, his presence made me feel very comfortable. He was a handful at times, but he seemed to like it in my house and felt comfortable in his cage. He would even sit on my shoulder and talk to me, sometimes repeating words.

I feel remorseful. My house seems empty without him.
 
Sad news, my pet bird died. I was told to buy a pet to help me with my mental health. A parakeet in particular, since I'm allergic to animals with fur and parakeets can be interactive. Though it was tricky to get him settled in, once he did, his presence made me feel very comfortable. He was a handful at times, but he seemed to like it in my house and felt comfortable in his cage. He would even sit on my shoulder and talk to me, sometimes repeating words.

I feel remorseful. My house seems empty without him.
I'm very sorry for your loss. It's very clear where your username comes from, and I hope that you can at least use that to keep his memory alive forever.

It doesn't get easier but it does get more... tolerable, and then it doesn't, and then it does again. This is unfortunately the price we pay for being able to form such wonderful connections with our pets while they're here, but the memories will last a lifetime. I won't tell you to go and buy another one so quickly, but I want to get ahead of the curve and say that if you choose to be a pet owner again, you are NOT replacing him and it shouldn't be a concern in your mind.

Wish you nothing but the best.
 
Do you ever find yourself questioning whether or not good news is actually good news because you mis-interpreted the details of something you had already dismissed as a viable opportunity?

I find myself in a unique situation right now I don’t really know what to think of. Basically, what’s happening is that I just received the green light to go ahead with a job interview next week for a position I had initially been excited for but quickly dismissed upon the realization the first attempt of this company reaching out to me was, in fact, not them and was a phone scam I knew not to fall for. This time, however, I can confirm their interview request is legitimate. But here’s the problem- it’s been long enough since that first fake request to where I actually had to refresh my memory on what the job description actually consisted of.

I have weekly job development meetings every Wednesday, most of the time in person, and while the request being legitimate this time shows me there’s at least some possibility the company I’ve applied to work at recognized the problem and wanted to interview and/or communicate with me in person, I do still have my doubts on me performing the job itself even if this is a company I have growing respect for in my field. I normally don’t get myself worked up like this if I forget the details of a job description, but this is the first time I’ve had to go back to one I initially moved on from and had forgotten most of the details in the time that had already passed since then. Meaning, my meeting today was either super helpful or a complete waste of time and I genuinely don’t know which one.
 
Do you ever find yourself questioning whether or not good news is actually good news because you mis-interpreted the details of something you had already dismissed as a viable opportunity?

I find myself in a unique situation right now I don’t really know what to think of. Basically, what’s happening is that I just received the green light to go ahead with a job interview next week for a position I had initially been excited for but quickly dismissed upon the realization the first attempt of this company reaching out to me was, in fact, not them and was a phone scam I knew not to fall for. This time, however, I can confirm their interview request is legitimate. But here’s the problem- it’s been long enough since that first fake request to where I actually had to refresh my memory on what the job description actually consisted of.

I have weekly job development meetings every Wednesday, most of the time in person, and while the request being legitimate this time shows me there’s at least some possibility the company I’ve applied to work at recognized the problem and wanted to interview and/or communicate with me in person, I do still have my doubts on me performing the job itself even if this is a company I have growing respect for in my field. I normally don’t get myself worked up like this if I forget the details of a job description, but this is the first time I’ve had to go back to one I initially moved on from and had forgotten most of the details in the time that had already passed since then. Meaning, my meeting today was either super helpful or a complete waste of time and I genuinely don’t know which one.

I'll say this much - if there is good reason to believe the interview is legitimate, take it! You aren't obligated to accept right on the spot, and if they force you to do that then you have a pretty good idea of what sort of company it is.

I get the hesitancy based on everything else you've wrote, but OTOH, I hate to sound like a boomer... literally any interview experience is good experience because you learn how to conduct yourself better and look for good/bad signs in companies regardless of whether you end up with the job or not. You can evaluate how you feel after the interview, but it's worth taking just to see what is actually possible for you.
 
unfortunately back here
I had my first anxiety attack today in maybe 6-ish years? For some context, I have always had social anxiety; i get it from my dad. Really crowded places or small places with more people than there should be really overwhelm me and i tend to break down. The last time it happened I was at my sister's wedding where there were just too many people. I hid in the bathroom until someone found me curled up and I went home. Embarrassing story lol

Anyways, as some of you may know, I swim competitively. I had a meet today and boy was it packed. Not only that, but it was also a really small venue for some reason. Something that makes my anxiety worse is probably also the fact that I didn't know most of the people who were there. I already wasn't in a great mood today, since prior to that I had lost all the tour matches i had played today, being 35PL, Doubles Derby (tbh the only "fair" game i played today), RBY Monotype (this one really got me riled up), and MOMPL (which also had me quite angry).

Another key factor is that i have bronchitis. Swimming with it sucks. Especially sprinting. More on this later though.

So I'm sprinting my first event as usual, but then I start coughing in the water. Luckily I'm already about to finish the event. What I do next though makes me furious. I literally cannot breathe while I'm coughing so I try and get out of the water since it also makes me feel like I'm about to throw up. I wasn't supposed to at this time though, so I got DQ'd. This usually never happens. I'm still coughing and I start spitting up mucus, so I rush to the bathroom to clean up.

After that none of my events felt the same. I had to slow down a bit as to not make myself nauseous and I was contemplating why I was even there in the first place. Probably because I hadn't swam in 2 whole weeks and wanted some competition to bring me back.

This ended up being a big mistake though. When I got back to my car I just broke down crying. I felt all that pressure and my regret falling onto my shoulders and I just couldn't take it. What would other people who believed in me think? I got DQ'd and was the one who would've won the event otherwise. I begin shaking uncontrollably, feeling lightheaded, and my heart races. I literally felt like I was going to die so I panicked and called my girlfriend to try and help me. Since the venue wasn't too far from her I was able to go over to her place and she helped me calm down, though I am still a bit shaky (this happened maybe 5 hours ago and lasted for around an hour).

Does anyone know how to calm these things down fast? If you have any advice let me know, but I have found that keeping my mind on something else and having someone to even just sit with me helps out a ton.

Side effect though is that now i feel like utter shit and don't want to do anything tmrw especially since allergy season is starting up for me again, i really can't catch a break this month
 
unfortunately back here
I had my first anxiety attack today in maybe 6-ish years? For some context, I have always had social anxiety; i get it from my dad. Really crowded places or small places with more people than there should be really overwhelm me and i tend to break down. The last time it happened I was at my sister's wedding where there were just too many people. I hid in the bathroom until someone found me curled up and I went home. Embarrassing story lol

Anyways, as some of you may know, I swim competitively. I had a meet today and boy was it packed. Not only that, but it was also a really small venue for some reason. Something that makes my anxiety worse is probably also the fact that I didn't know most of the people who were there. I already wasn't in a great mood today, since prior to that I had lost all the tour matches i had played today, being 35PL, Doubles Derby (tbh the only "fair" game i played today), RBY Monotype (this one really got me riled up), and MOMPL (which also had me quite angry).

Another key factor is that i have bronchitis. Swimming with it sucks. Especially sprinting. More on this later though.

So I'm sprinting my first event as usual, but then I start coughing in the water. Luckily I'm already about to finish the event. What I do next though makes me furious. I literally cannot breathe while I'm coughing so I try and get out of the water since it also makes me feel like I'm about to throw up. I wasn't supposed to at this time though, so I got DQ'd. This usually never happens. I'm still coughing and I start spitting up mucus, so I rush to the bathroom to clean up.

After that none of my events felt the same. I had to slow down a bit as to not make myself nauseous and I was contemplating why I was even there in the first place. Probably because I hadn't swam in 2 whole weeks and wanted some competition to bring me back.

This ended up being a big mistake though. When I got back to my car I just broke down crying. I felt all that pressure and my regret falling onto my shoulders and I just couldn't take it. What would other people who believed in me think? I got DQ'd and was the one who would've won the event otherwise. I begin shaking uncontrollably, feeling lightheaded, and my heart races. I literally felt like I was going to die so I panicked and called my girlfriend to try and help me. Since the venue wasn't too far from her I was able to go over to her place and she helped me calm down, though I am still a bit shaky (this happened maybe 5 hours ago and lasted for around an hour).

Does anyone know how to calm these things down fast? If you have any advice let me know, but I have found that keeping my mind on something else and having someone to even just sit with me helps out a ton.

Side effect though is that now i feel like utter shit and don't want to do anything tmrw especially since allergy season is starting up for me again, i really can't catch a break this month
Usually when i’m stressed or angry about something or at someone, i tend to keep myself more level headed, unless it escalates, as some may or may not know. One thing I do to avoid that, is to tell myself i can do better, while focusing on more positive things. Before my ban, I realized that getting angry and stressed over things that I shouldn’t be angry about took a big toll on my mental health, so i definitely understand what you mean.

Definitely start taking deep breaths when you’re about to do something you deem important, since overworking yourself can lead to these things much quicker. Avoid pushing yourself like that too since it seems like you’re pushing yourself way too hard. You can do well at your OWN pace, you don’t need others to tell you how hard you need to put in an effort when your own efforts are making a good enough impact already. Don’t you dare tell yourself you’re messing up when you’re passionate about what you’re passionate about.
 
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unfortunately back here
I had my first anxiety attack today in maybe 6-ish years? For some context, I have always had social anxiety; i get it from my dad. Really crowded places or small places with more people than there should be really overwhelm me and i tend to break down. The last time it happened I was at my sister's wedding where there were just too many people. I hid in the bathroom until someone found me curled up and I went home. Embarrassing story lol

Anyways, as some of you may know, I swim competitively. I had a meet today and boy was it packed. Not only that, but it was also a really small venue for some reason. Something that makes my anxiety worse is probably also the fact that I didn't know most of the people who were there. I already wasn't in a great mood today, since prior to that I had lost all the tour matches i had played today, being 35PL, Doubles Derby (tbh the only "fair" game i played today), RBY Monotype (this one really got me riled up), and MOMPL (which also had me quite angry).

Another key factor is that i have bronchitis. Swimming with it sucks. Especially sprinting. More on this later though.

So I'm sprinting my first event as usual, but then I start coughing in the water. Luckily I'm already about to finish the event. What I do next though makes me furious. I literally cannot breathe while I'm coughing so I try and get out of the water since it also makes me feel like I'm about to throw up. I wasn't supposed to at this time though, so I got DQ'd. This usually never happens. I'm still coughing and I start spitting up mucus, so I rush to the bathroom to clean up.

After that none of my events felt the same. I had to slow down a bit as to not make myself nauseous and I was contemplating why I was even there in the first place. Probably because I hadn't swam in 2 whole weeks and wanted some competition to bring me back.

This ended up being a big mistake though. When I got back to my car I just broke down crying. I felt all that pressure and my regret falling onto my shoulders and I just couldn't take it. What would other people who believed in me think? I got DQ'd and was the one who would've won the event otherwise. I begin shaking uncontrollably, feeling lightheaded, and my heart races. I literally felt like I was going to die so I panicked and called my girlfriend to try and help me. Since the venue wasn't too far from her I was able to go over to her place and she helped me calm down, though I am still a bit shaky (this happened maybe 5 hours ago and lasted for around an hour).

Does anyone know how to calm these things down fast? If you have any advice let me know, but I have found that keeping my mind on something else and having someone to even just sit with me helps out a ton.

Side effect though is that now i feel like utter shit and don't want to do anything tmrw especially since allergy season is starting up for me again, i really can't catch a break this month
also side note, but don’t start off with unfortunately. It’s normal to get help, never be afraid to ask for someone to talk to. I’m always here, and i’m sure that there are others who can help you out also! Never feel ashamed to talk here.
 
ive recently started dating a new girl; and Id *NEVER* put my mental tax on anyone, but omg her just being so wonderful makes me feel silly,
like "oh? I just needed a decent person this whole time?"
obv easier said than done.
but I can feel it in my heart when we're together, she's healing me without even trying -- without me even wanting to impose that job on her: "Fix the broken boy"

I need to do something really nice for her.

Warmth after years of cold is intense, lovely, and overwhelming in the best ways.

We talk anything from sports (Cus shes an athlete herself too) to life to silliness to etc its just insane how being infused by a similar soul with love changes things.
I even got her into watching wrestling with me haha.
 
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April 2026 update

got rid of discord in general and started slowly talking about my issues with people I know. I know I signed up for the PU Open and ZUWC, but people will have to use this site to contact me since I'm at the end of my presence on the internet after 20 long years. otherwise I mostly switched to single player games like Xenoblade and found a new rl community to meet people.

i don't see myself playing mons once gen 9 ends.
 
this is probably the best place I can ask this

does someone else have these recurring dreams that center around a place you've been in and doesn't resemble a place that you've ever been too?

about once a year, I get this dream of a mansion or a large house or something like that. It's always made with walls from wood boards, some rooms with wallpaper of different, old fashioned design, and the rooms are all very large with a centerpiece, something like a large table with a huge lamp above it

and it always breaks down in some way. Something like House of Leaves, like the ground (which I never can explain, I don't know if I ever saw it) giving out to a bottomless, pitch-black pit, rooms being replaced by mountain passes or being contorted to impossible geometry, or loud, strong, cold winds blaring through every bit of the house

and I never engage with it directly. It's a location in a video game I never played, it's a painting I never viewed. But whenever I get to it, it engulfs me completely

if I had to compare it to something, it would be like the Overlook Hotel from the Shining, like the mansion from the first Resident Evil or like the Navidson residence from House of Leaves. But nothing really compares it. Nothing clearly describes it either, what I give above is as close as I can come to putting it into words, it's too abstract to really put it into language

every dream I have of it unsettles me, I'd describe them as nightmares, but I never wake up feeling scared from them. There's just this feeling of being unsettled and having experienced something I shouldn't have, but I can't wake from it, and I can't avoid it in my dreams, it always draws me in

weird, isn't it?
 
I think i cant keep up more with mons at this point

In summer i was playing much better than im playing now, but when i started school again i felt like i was playing much, MUCH worse than before, and i felt really frustrated about that. The stress of the school combined with that i was feeling mons as a job and not as a game made me quit

Two months ago suddenly i was starting to play worse, i took less time to think my moves, i wasnt able to make gameplans in my head and identify wincons, and even when i forced myself to think about the game and focus i still was choking constantly, even when i knew which moves i should make. I was feeling like an awful player and i couldn't avoid comparing myself to my mons friends, that were constantly having good tournament results, they seemed to be able to see details that i was unable to identify and they made much better plays than me.

At some point i became kind of obsessed with this idea of getting better and i watched a lot of videos about how to practice, how to get better and i started playing mons for hours, trying to keep up with the pace of my friends, and i felt like it was impossible. Even those who had almost as few experience as me were much better players. Even in my main tier, LC, that is the tier where i play best, i was having a lot of losses and i was so fucking nervous that i choked and literally missclicked in week 3 of DPL vs hxmo

After going 0-4 in WCoPP (not WCoP) in GSC and losing a BW Bo3 vs TyCarter because i played horribly and after the advice of some of my friends i decided to take a break from this game. I still have team tournaments pending and i won't let down my teammates, but i decided to stop playing individual tours except a doubles LC tour bc i want to learn the tier, and ladder because i was having a very unhealthy relationship with the game and it was affecting my self esteem, my energy, my mental and even my physical state since i was sleeping very late just to practice. I even stopped playing other games because i was too focused at playing mons.

I don't want to abandon this community since i made a lot of great friends and they gave so much to me, but the relationship i was having with this game was very unhealthy and i think it's time to stop and come back when i feel less stressed and burned out

If you made it so far, thank you for reading
 
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Choked and got haxed at a very important set for my team in finals and I feel so broken right now. I know this is just Pokemon at the end of the day but wow, I haven't felt this awful about a loss ever. Feels like my whole self is shut down for the day.
 
i am kind of falling into a bit of a workaholic phase right now just because work seems like the only thing in my life i can actually control, or improve with effort. i am deeply unhappy with the rest of my life and nothing i ever do seems to move the needle any.

about a year and a half ago i moved around 300 miles from home for my first job after completing my masters degree. finishing graduate school was rough and my advisor was borderline abusive at times, accusing me of being a chronic liar or lazy which to some extent became a self-fulfilling prophecy. the more he passive aggressively tore me down, the less motivated i was even though i kept trying to fulfill my commitments. by the end of graduate school i was having horrible nightmares multiple times a week, by the last year of my grad school i couldn't force myself to work for more than an hour or two because it would just make me too anxious and i couldn't focus. i eventually kicked into high gear and worked nonstop for 2 months to finish my master's degree. i was completely mentally broken by the end like every part of me just said "no more" after finishing. it took almost 3 months after finishing before i even left the house. slowly i worked back up to be able to hold a job, by getting a shitty part time cleaning job, then worked for a few months in a factory, and then got an actually decent job in my field but i had to move to get it. its been good but very isolating socially.

ive always been isolated socially. i can only really blame myself because im not a very interesting or vivid person and i haven't done the work to change that. i was bullied and isolated as a kid. my grandparents were very protective, and wouldn't let me do clubs, sports, or go to other kids houses. i couldn't really do anything and i was raised by the internet to a large extent. really the only thing in my life that went well was i got good grades and people though i was a bright kid, but i always felt like a hollow person. i always only had one friend at a time, with a lot of acquaintances among the weird kids who didn't really like me and i didn't really like them but we got along because we were similar in our weirdness.

before i moved, i had two close friends. one friendship seems to have faded completely. the moment that hurt the most was when i was in the hospital last fall, scared i might have cancer, and he wouldn’t even talk to me on the phone. i stopped reaching out to see if he would contact me first, and he never did. my other close friend is married now, and his wife seems very uncomfortable with me being in his life. we still talk sometimes, but only under certain conditions, and it makes me feel ashamed that i’m willing to accept such a limited version of a friendship that used to mean a lot to me.

i’ve tried to make new connections, but it feels like nothing changes. in clubs or social settings, people seem to keep me at arm’s length. dating has been discouraging too. i rarely match with people i’m actually interested in, and even then i often get ghosted or stood up. the painful part is that connection has always mattered a lot to me, even though i’ve always felt alone. i think my biggest dream is to become someone other people genuinely value socially. even if that doesn’t happen, i’d at least like to become someone i can value while alone.

another unrelated, or maybe deeply related issue, is my sense of gender dysphoria. i know that im not a very feminine person in any sense but ive wished to be a woman since a was a child. idk to what extent it is that i really want to be a woman and to what degree it is that just every part of what i currently am feels contaminated and i yearn for a fresh start. and id be lying if i said it was purely an identity level thing. i mean, there is like a self-romanticizing aspect of it and a part of it where i envy women. but it doesn't change the fact that i think about how much i wish i was a woman, or imagine what life might be like if i were a woman, every single day.

and its getting harder to convince myself that things will ever get better. i mean i am 26 and i have limited life experiences, ability to socialize, i am more isolated than i have ever been, and i have never even had a girlfriend. when i try to imagine myself as a boyfriend, or a husband, or a father i can't even picture it. but for most people their romantic relationship is the most important relationship in their life. and i feel like i am completely unequipped in that area. when i ask myself "do you really want to be a boyfriend, with everything that entails" i can't really answer that question honestly. i can't really picture any future, even in the abstract, that i think would make me happy anymore.

so the past few months, i have been taking less and less care for myself. i no longer see any point in working out or anything like that. ive been eating worse. and ive been working way more than before, more than i should really. i let my coworkers push me into re-entering a phd program. really because thats the only thing i know to do. tryharding is the only lever i know how to press. the only areas where i have been accepted socially at all have been domains where i can supplement my character with sheer effort like playing mafia here on smogon, or working insane hours at work. its empty, and doesn't really benefit me in any material way. but nothing else i do does either.
 
i am kind of falling into a bit of a workaholic phase right now just because work seems like the only thing in my life i can actually control, or improve with effort. i am deeply unhappy with the rest of my life and nothing i ever do seems to move the needle any.

about a year and a half ago i moved around 300 miles from home for my first job after completing my masters degree. finishing graduate school was rough and my advisor was borderline abusive at times, accusing me of being a chronic liar or lazy which to some extent became a self-fulfilling prophecy. the more he passive aggressively tore me down, the less motivated i was even though i kept trying to fulfill my commitments. by the end of graduate school i was having horrible nightmares multiple times a week, by the last year of my grad school i couldn't force myself to work for more than an hour or two because it would just make me too anxious and i couldn't focus. i eventually kicked into high gear and worked nonstop for 2 months to finish my master's degree. i was completely mentally broken by the end like every part of me just said "no more" after finishing. it took almost 3 months after finishing before i even left the house. slowly i worked back up to be able to hold a job, by getting a shitty part time cleaning job, then worked for a few months in a factory, and then got an actually decent job in my field but i had to move to get it. its been good but very isolating socially.

ive always been isolated socially. i can only really blame myself because im not a very interesting or vivid person and i haven't done the work to change that. i was bullied and isolated as a kid. my grandparents were very protective, and wouldn't let me do clubs, sports, or go to other kids houses. i couldn't really do anything and i was raised by the internet to a large extent. really the only thing in my life that went well was i got good grades and people though i was a bright kid, but i always felt like a hollow person. i always only had one friend at a time, with a lot of acquaintances among the weird kids who didn't really like me and i didn't really like them but we got along because we were similar in our weirdness.

before i moved, i had two close friends. one friendship seems to have faded completely. the moment that hurt the most was when i was in the hospital last fall, scared i might have cancer, and he wouldn’t even talk to me on the phone. i stopped reaching out to see if he would contact me first, and he never did. my other close friend is married now, and his wife seems very uncomfortable with me being in his life. we still talk sometimes, but only under certain conditions, and it makes me feel ashamed that i’m willing to accept such a limited version of a friendship that used to mean a lot to me.

i’ve tried to make new connections, but it feels like nothing changes. in clubs or social settings, people seem to keep me at arm’s length. dating has been discouraging too. i rarely match with people i’m actually interested in, and even then i often get ghosted or stood up. the painful part is that connection has always mattered a lot to me, even though i’ve always felt alone. i think my biggest dream is to become someone other people genuinely value socially. even if that doesn’t happen, i’d at least like to become someone i can value while alone.

another unrelated, or maybe deeply related issue, is my sense of gender dysphoria. i know that im not a very feminine person in any sense but ive wished to be a woman since a was a child. idk to what extent it is that i really want to be a woman and to what degree it is that just every part of what i currently am feels contaminated and i yearn for a fresh start. and id be lying if i said it was purely an identity level thing. i mean, there is like a self-romanticizing aspect of it and a part of it where i envy women. but it doesn't change the fact that i think about how much i wish i was a woman, or imagine what life might be like if i were a woman, every single day.

and its getting harder to convince myself that things will ever get better. i mean i am 26 and i have limited life experiences, ability to socialize, i am more isolated than i have ever been, and i have never even had a girlfriend. when i try to imagine myself as a boyfriend, or a husband, or a father i can't even picture it. but for most people their romantic relationship is the most important relationship in their life. and i feel like i am completely unequipped in that area. when i ask myself "do you really want to be a boyfriend, with everything that entails" i can't really answer that question honestly. i can't really picture any future, even in the abstract, that i think would make me happy anymore.

so the past few months, i have been taking less and less care for myself. i no longer see any point in working out or anything like that. ive been eating worse. and ive been working way more than before, more than i should really. i let my coworkers push me into re-entering a phd program. really because thats the only thing i know to do. tryharding is the only lever i know how to press. the only areas where i have been accepted socially at all have been domains where i can supplement my character with sheer effort like playing mafia here on smogon, or working insane hours at work. its empty, and doesn't really benefit me in any material way. but nothing else i do does either.
It's hitting with a lot of intensity, but this is a normal phase of your life.

Your life is becoming more hard, complex, and self-directed, which puts more stress on your abilities like taking care of yourself and making connections. You don't need as much individual motivation to do these things in earlier phases of life, so your abilities and systems don't need to become as strong.

Now, you're in an intermediary, vulnerable period of adapting to bear that challenge, figuring out how to adapt, and strengthening your systems. You're growing into a fully-fledged adult. You're lacking motivation now, but you will learn how to build it back up, even under challenging circumstances like you face now. It's normal to not see the light at the end of the tunnel, but it will imperfectly, gradually, but eventually, reveal itself as you continue to grow. (I can relate to a lot of how you're feeling here.)

I have two recommendations to help you strengthen your motivation.

First, try new social environments that help you feel valued and connected, without requiring workaholism and icebreaking / social skills to the same extent as your current environments. Volunteering jumps out to me. If you can find a cause or trade in there that particularly sparks you, all the better. A recreational sports league also comes to mind. Any healthy place where you have a clearer role and structure among other adults. (Note – especially in these environments, it's very okay to be bad and unskilled at doing things! Having spent solid time volunteering / working for an NGO, showing up, caring up, trying to follow directions, and not hurting people goes so far.)

Second, try finding additional wellsprings of motivation and self-valuation, beyond connection and other people. It's always healthy and stabilizing to draw power from multiple sources. On that note,

im not a very interesting or vivid person and i haven't done the work to change that.

Start poking around inside. What do you like and dislike? What do you value? Why? What are your favorite things? What are your tastes? What makes them that way? What's something interesting to you that you enjoy thinking and learning about – go think and learn about them! What is your perspective on things? What are your skills and strengths and weaknesses? Try things, both concrete action things and self-conceptualizations / understandings / framings / representations things. Who are you? Answer the question, give an answer that has some true things but some incomplete or false things, go back, learn more, answer again, give an answer that has some true things but some incomplete or false things, gradually go and grow and get things wrong sometimes and learn about it. Collect data and look at it. Make plans and schemas and strategies. Collect emotional experiences and look at them. Do whatever thing I didn't think to mention that you think you should do, and figure out what that thing is. Don't do whatever thing I mentioned that you think you shouldn't do.

This process is hard and often starts slow. Don't be discouraged if it feels slow and if (when) you get things wrong and make mistakes. Like any thing people do, you get better at it and better able to do it over time. Your post clearly shows you can reflect. Try some more of that, and try some other things that aren't reflecting.

Everyone has a fascinating person inside of them, they just don't always see it, and it takes time to put the picture together.
 
I normally don’t talk about this, but it has to be said since this is really making me tired and a bit annoyed. I really don’t like how others in this community consistently bash me and act aggressive towards me on a near daily basis.

Ever since my unban, i’ve notice that a lot of people started acting really weird towards me, weird in the sense that they’ve been very micro aggressive towards me, throwing shade and just making me feel like I don’t deserve to be in this community. I do understand that though, since i used to be an ass before my ban, and i’ve became aware of how I used to be and focused on bettering myself so that I can be a better me. But no matter where I go and where I try, users are always pushing me away and are just….isolating me, saying I don’t matter, saying I’m not relevant, saying I don’t exist, saying I should die and hang. It hurts. It’s like nobody in this community likes me, and wishes me gone forever and I understand that. I keep getting multiple infractions, and warnings, and bans, and I just keep getting told I don’t matter, I’m a lost cause, and you’d be better off elsewhere.

No matter how hard I try to change, people always say i’m putting on an act, and say i’m being fake. saying i’m not trying, saying they don’t believe me and tell me to quit the community. It hurts when a user says it. I don’t know how to feel now. It’s like a prison I just can’t get out of, I want to speak my mind, but i don’t want to knowing that i’m being bashed my users and staff and they wish for me to leave. it’s hard to think about it all and what I should, but i feel like speaking here would get me some advice. I’m just tired, and empty. and done.

I know i’m not good at a few formats and projects I take an interest in, but why must you tell me to die and get aggressive with me for at least trying. Why must I feel like a monster whenever I take an interest in something I like. and Get rudely criticized and bashed harshly for asking for help. Is it THAT BAD to ask for help in this community? Am i that big of an issue to you to come on here and on discord and just harass me everyday because You don’t think i’m trying to be a better person? all I want is to enjoy and help around in the community, and I can’t have that either because it ruins their “garden of eden”??
 
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Hello everyone, I'm making this post to announce I'm retiring from competitive mons effective immediately, and I'm also going to set my internet presence free. I'm typing this teary-eyed, although I knew for a few months now it was going to happen soon enough.

I've reached my breaking point with social media and the internet and this can't continue any further. Don't get me wrong, I will love Pokemon probably my entire life, but I'm only going to use it as leisure and trivia and fun facts. I knew for a while the internet is not a place for me to make friendships and join communities, and nothing replaces real people, flawed as they are. I'm never going to live a happy life, find friendships and love, a girlfriend or a love life in general, if I keep going on like this.

I've already started working on myself, losing weight, learning a new language, and a lot of information about humans and the way they work. My journey (re-)started in March 2025. Pokemon is where I started as a kid on the old, defunct SuperSkarmory Forums back in 2012, and Pokemon is where things end for me, here in 2026. It's been one year and two months of a transition phase that ends today. I said Smogon is going to be my last online community and I will keep my promise.

Once I do this, I will delete my browsing history.
Thank you for everything, guys. It's been a nice ride.

My last two words: Free Volcarona.
 
Okay, so I don’t know where the right place to post this is, but I need to get a few things off my chest. First up on the menu- you know how people will take pictures of their kids and post them online, or how people will say things like “Oh, they’re so cute!” in passing conversation… you know, perfectly not normal sounding things that, like… certainly I’m not the only person that finds this weird, right? I know for a fact there’s all kinds of pictures and information about me on the Internet and the knowledge of that just sits and nags at me. I can maybe give this kind of thing a pass if you just had a newborn baby of your own and you don’t post anything, but the moment you post anything about a child without telling them, or the moment you say something along those lines I mentioned earlier about someone else’s child, I’m not sure about you guys but this automatically makes you a walking red flag for me. Please, if you or anyone you know are considering calling a child “cute” or want to post pictures of them online… just don’t. It’s weird, it’s creepy, and all you’re doing is asking for attention while creating repercussions for your child that they likely don’t even know about.

The other thing I wanted to rant about in this post has to do with older people. Specifically, people around your own age in the context of the social and sometimes romantic space. I’m just going to give it to you straight- there’s a part in every young adult’s life where they start thinking about stuff a bit more. That’s to be expected. But that’s not the issue here. The issue I have here is that recently I’ve been noticing a concerning amount of people in public that just could not care less about how they, uh, “appear” in public, if you know what I mean. For a guy in his early 20s that’s trying work on both his self-esteem, his spiritual side, and preferably his social life, I’ve just about had it having to specifically try and turn away from this when it happens. It’s gotten so bad I actually considered asking my family’s church they attend about this. I’m not saying every place in public needs to have some kind of dress code, but if you go around in public doing this, you know who you are, and all you’re doing is making yourself look less appealing to me as someone I want to talk to, let alone try and make friends with. I quite frankly do not care if your outfit makes you “more comfortable” or whatever you’re going to tell me. You people know da** well what you’re doing going into public wearing that and you’re not doing either of us any favors.

taking deep breaths

So yeah. That’s what been bothering my mental wellness lately. Somehow the word “cute” is actively being ruined in my mind in both contexts solely out of my desire to be a responsible and respectful human being. Do you know just how wildly changed my brain has to be not even want to call this thing cute!?

:sv/pichu:
 
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