In no way is it hyperbole for me to say that these threads have done more damage to my health than jerking off.

The sheer damage that these threads have wrought on my mental well being is as shocking as it is baffling.

How is it that I'm able to smoke cigarettes, not become addicted.
How is it that I'm able to smoke weed, not become addicted.
How is it that I'm able to drink alcohol, not become addicted.
How is it that I'm able to take mushrooms, not become addicted.

Yet these threads that I hate I keep coming back to.
It's a joke.

I guess when you have no family and no friends you need somewhere to socialize. I think it's classified as a human need. But these threads are poison. And not just for me, for everyone in them, but me especially because of my vulnerable position.

Someone like Purefu, Pix, Paladin or Prof (and yes I'm only just now realizing all my favourite Anon's name start with a P) is able to pull themselves away because they are able to live at least a somewhat normal life without.

These threads are a shithole vortex that I have been sucked into and am seemingly unable to swim out of, and it shows. Every day I complain about this place. Everyone else seems to be in agreement that I'm the problem. I don't agree and I think the good Anons that left wouldn't either.

Regardless, if I don't like it here I should just leave.
But I have a vendetta because I feel that you people have destroyed my social space.

And regardless of that, spamming these threads isn't gonna help me.
So still the answer is to leave.

I don't know anymore.
Maybe another 13 years I'll be saying the same thing, who knows and who fucking cares.

The fact that you pieces of shit can see what these threads are and think that they are fine wrenches my stomach.

I feel like a boomer was that was in the 40s and knew the good life and am talking to people who have only known shit since.

Back in my day threads like not on;y weren't normal, they never happened.