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Social media content is designed to get clicks and outrage, not a litmus test for reality.I wake up every morning betting with Allah swt that society can not be more fukt up as it is. In the face of Allah swt, I always lose.
I go on YouTube
Red pill is a neccesary evil in the west to counter the constant faggotry being pushed by the pedophile establishment.and see endless videos of random children talking about blue pill and red pill. Some of them being faggots, while others insulting women.
IT will self correct. School children are already revolting against the faggotry being pushed on them by pedo teachers.As an ethnic Punjabi, when I listen to these white faggots insult women my blood boils. My father told me that in our society, the women would build the house using mud clay. My grandmother built our house with her own hands in our village. We live in that house to this day.
This is the society I am living in. The US as a country may be powerful, but it’s a country that is powerless. The new generation is disgusting not only because of their opinions but because of their behavior.
Go live in the northern mountains of Pakistan for a bitFamily values, religion, and the lack of searching for a purpose makes me vomit. I was born in 1990 and the world was becoming such a wonderful place. I was excited.
Today I am absolutely disgusted. I feel like I don’t belong here. I go to work and feel so dissociated with the people I speak with.
I stopped emotionally investing into politics/parties as a young teen. The truth is the estab has and always will control the country, for better or worse. Imran Khan may have good intentions but let's be real he'll destroy Pakistan with his stunts like re settling TTP and making deals with the establishment and filling his party with PDM members.People that I speak with seem like the spawn of the devil.
I have gotten married in 2019 and have a child. He seems so happy in Pakistan, I feel like bringing him to the US will **** his mind. In the same token I feel like him living in Pakistan will be no different as the military elite in our country are also faggots and on the payroll of foreign faggots.
There is light at the end. Don't lose hope.Human beings are so fucked in the head they praise AI projects that will replace their own jobs. I can’t even talk to stupid **** people like this.
I don’t know wtf I am doing here on this earth anymore. News songs or movies bring me no joy. American and or western society is no longer exciting because they are on a downward spiral.
I don’t understand wtf I am living life for anymore except that I am a Muslim and suicide is no option. Do I feel suicidal? All the fucking time. Everything disgusts me. When I wake up I feel disgusted. I don’t understand what has happened to me. Is it age or depression or what?
I don’t know wtf is going on. The world has gone crazy but maybe it’s not the world, but just me.
I’m in a very weird place right now. If any of you can relate with me, please show me a way out. I just don’t understand.
There are two types of people.The ones losing their minds were the ones who hate their wives and kids. The thing is that if one is perpetually in hate mode, one is bound to lose their mind sooner or later. It is a very relaxing feeling to not give a f***. Try it.
Jeezus! Now I know what went wrong and where.
Sir start book reading habitThanks for all of the replies and answers from everyone on this thread. Already feeling better.
In my 44 years of existence, I remember being asked my caste 2-3 times, admittedly, each time by other Bramens. My caste, which is not evident from my name either, has not afforded me any privilege. We were a poor family when I was small. Not poverty stricken, but poor. Sometimes dad's salary didn't even last a month. We are all brown skinned, including me, and on rare occasions that I went to the temple, I was never asked my caste. Plenty of dark skinned people went there too, no one was asked their caste. This is one reality. In some villages Dalits are not allowed to enter temples. So I have read. That is also probably reality. Both realities can and do coexist. There has been absolutely nothing lucky about my life. I have studied like a zombie like most middle class people, passed exams, sat for job interviews. I have had a tough childhood, with a brief period of prosperity, followed by >15 years of roller coaster ride. My caste never came to my rescue in difficult times. I may not be a hate magnet, but the world doesn't exactly love me either.There are two types of people.
1. Lucky ones. Most people are nice to them.
2. Unlucky ones. Most people are mean towards them.
You are the light skinned Northwestern Bramen guy. You are the lucky one (atleast in India).
You don't know what's it like to be a Hate Magnet.
The white people who emigrated (read: invaded) North America could have made their "New World" in Europe, but they chose to enslave and genocide an entire ethnicity. And as more of them came over, they brought their values with them.
AIn my 44 years of existence, I remember being asked my caste 2-3 times, admittedly, each time by other Bramens. My caste, which is not evident from my name either, has not afforded me any privilege. We were a poor family when I was small. Not poverty stricken, but poor. Sometimes dad's salary didn't even last a month. We are all brown skinned, including me, and on rare occasions that I went to the temple, I was never asked my caste. Plenty of dark skinned people went there too, no one was asked their caste. This is one reality. In some villages Dalits are not allowed to enter temples. So I have read. That is also probably reality. Both realities can and do coexist. There has been absolutely nothing lucky about my life. I have studied like a zombie like most middle class people, passed exams, sat for job interviews. I have had a tough childhood, with a brief period of prosperity, followed by >15 years of roller coaster ride. My caste never came to my rescue in difficult times. I may not be a hate magnet, but the world doesn't exactly love me either.
My boy, they asked your caste because they couldn't make out from your surname. But did they ask you whether you were dalit? They just assumed you were upper caste.In my 44 years of existence, I remember being asked my caste 2-3 times, admittedly, each time by other Bramens. My caste, which is not evident from my name either, has not afforded me any privilege. We were a poor family when I was small. Not poverty stricken, but poor. Sometimes dad's salary didn't even last a month. We are all brown skinned, including me, and on rare occasions that I went to the temple, I was never asked my caste. Plenty of dark skinned people went there too, no one was asked their caste. This is one reality. In some villages Dalits are not allowed to enter temples. So I have read. That is also probably reality. Both realities can and do coexist. There has been absolutely nothing lucky about my life. I have studied like a zombie like most middle class people, passed exams, sat for job interviews. I have had a tough childhood, with a brief period of prosperity, followed by >15 years of roller coaster ride. My caste never came to my rescue in difficult times. I may not be a hate magnet, but the world doesn't exactly love me either.