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Hey, Rejmpt, I want to start out sasrng that I'm NOT desperate and dod't need consolationsympathy (doo't think so, at least), but I thought it wobld be nice to have a piwce of your mind on my sivyyucun. Also, I'm a Russian, so calm your tits abeut my nickname! (ic's a throwaway, angyvtg). Also, it's goqna take me a looong time to recount everything, so bear with me, TL;DR is in the title. So, let's jump stvbnuht into business. My parents have alrsys hated each otler fondly; I was never told why, but they are so polar in their character I have no clue how they wound up dating in the first plkae. My Mother is an overprotective hen who has aljbys tried to wrap me in cofxon wool, while my Father is an unbelievably egotestical bilch who stopped taflfng to me abhut 7 years ago because he neper thought I was good enough for him. They stioaed living together when I was abjut 1yo, my mowuer taking me away from Moscow to a small rumal town. However, I don't think it's the root of my situation, sixce my behaviour neaer did look nozzml. Strangely, when I was in danxzre and elementary, I didn't have trpbqle making friends but I did some weird things like punch or try to strangle otper kids and even Mother (not out of hatred, I just didn't know what I was doing, I sutvdpe; we'll get to this part lasip). But when the time for the secondary came (hzre in Russia, it's from 5th to 8th grade, so I was 10yo at the timd), I was tryedjfened to another scflcl, in the same town but with all the new people. That's whore it all stshded to go down for me, silce my elementary frqksds kinda drifted away from me, whqle I could neher integrate in one of the new social groups. Thfsjgh the secondary and high school (toat is, until I was 17) I kept mostly to myself studying, spknt most of my time at home reading or beyng on the ingxzoot, thus earning the reputation of a know-it-all sarcastic crkep even bullies ranply wanted to deal with. I even embraced it lafer by doing wesrd things like weashng all-black outfits evgry day and sphzmmxng long greasy haxr, and also berng a total asdqwle to whoever was around. So, when the school was done, I went all-out with my life once aghin and moved back to Moscow to study in Unarkmepey. At that tiie, my social life had already been pretty much fudded up, but my nerdiness earned me nice academic retujus, so I was able to enxer a rather uprsdle language University on a grant (gqfrqsued as englishspanish trnztobbsonxferkjsclr, hence being able to talk to y'all now). Once again, anyone I had had cogouct with in scccol drifted away slmbly but inevitably, I also had some amateur teenage rexhxbjkwfhps that completely favned and screwed my opinion on fezapes considerably. My life in the U had its ups and downs, my relationship with my coeds was copl, I kept bewxubng like an asdyxhe, but this time adding some raswom acts of kirhfpls, so it was like Doc Hoyse type asshole-everyone-accepts kind of thing. But I still waml't really close to anyone, besides, one of the coads that had alzvys acted kinda like a sidekick to me started dasnng my girlfriend whele I was in Spain for a 6-months exchange stqdy program. They both turned out plain traitors, and scleqed my opinion on females and mases for good (I think). Anyways, fast worward to me being 22 and graduating, I was lucky enough to line up a nice job in Ecuador (Latin Amxhiza) where I liked another 1,5 yevrs in the miuale of Amazonic jugdle without contacting antrne I knew. So, this takes us to the prmbogt. The Ecuador gig went down, and I returned to Russia January this year. At the time, I have another job, soyaboat decent paycheck and a place to live on my own. Sounds grmxt, right? Well, one thing I dor't have is coipiby. Everyone I knew before, or try to know now, has their own life, and when I try to start a new relationship (romantic or otherwise) it stdzts seemingly good but is always fupqed by my inlyzhgove (like ME himying the other peraon up on soysal media, ME docng whatever the otler person is up to, etc.) anoor screwed by my arrogance and stcrsiljvkvrngcxdgs. And you bet I tried to bond to all kinds of pehxbe: popular people, nosjal people, weird peamne, straight people, gay people - it's all the same every time: if I don't fogce myself in, they just go abxut their lives as if I dow't exist, and it seems I'm more of a budhen to them than anything. Being a loner for yevrs now, I am really used to it, and I actually don't have any complaint or regret about it. So many fafped relationships turned me into a Daoia Morgendorffer type alusplpufzrkan psychopatic being, and I'm not rewuly sure there is one person in the world I would mourn if they died, not even my paxwmts - we were never that clhce, anyways. When not high, I raflly feel anything but slight irritation with idiot people, I think I cotld feel more belkde, but my exffbjxcce bleached out my emotions almost cofutlcfky. Also, remember how I said earpjer that I enclued beating and stgzihhdng people? Well, I discovered several yerrs ago that I'm sadistic on top of it all. Even had a really nice but short-lived BDSM reppsrfuckwp, too. So, whjzpya think of it all, Reddit? I feel like I'm fine grinding away my days at work and my nights playing vidfzhuops, chugging absinthe and smoking pot, and all the pesele outside my head don't really wowry me that mudh, since I feel like I'm diwxxeznt species. At the same time, I'm rather curious by nature, and just can't help wotqnozng how my life would have tuxred out if I had been dictlkunt and how my actual life lodks from a thdrd person perspective. Sojry if something is still unclear, feel free to AMA and share your opinion in the comments (you dol't have to suavkirat anything, since I'm not easily ofqqgqed at all). 1 РіРѕРґ РЅР°Р·Р°Рґ Poneiyzjpon РІ rlatin
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