Perhaps the hardest pill to swallow is that even though we speak to one another here every day, none of us know each other. There's a hard cap on how much you can 'care' about other people in such circumstances.

Don't get me wrong, when lads pipe up that they're going through it or sad or having thoughts of the ol' 'cide I'll sincerely try to talk them down but if you take time to really think about the nature of the interactions here, it's a very hollow simulation of what real connection looks like.

For me, I have no one else in my life. No friends, no gf, family are strangers to me. I use this thread and website as a sort of methadone-like social maintenance subsitute, as sad as that is. But if you compare this environment to real relationships that normal people have, it's not even close. Real people have obligations to one another and it adds a significance that we can never experience.

I could die tonight and none of you would know. I've posted here for 11 years and literally no one would notice or care if I stopped. You can put as much time into this place as you want and you'll never get anything out of it because all the interactions are totally dissociated from reality, by design. But I get that for most of us here, this is what he have, this is what we're working with. If I thought I could go out and be Mr Superstar socialite with friends and girlfriends and all that then I'd do it.

Instead we're all stunted in our own ways and this environment serves as a lifeline of sorts. It serves to just about satisfy the human need for interaction and socialisation. Deep down you know it's false, unsatisfying, a pale imitation of real connection but for many of us it's all we have.

>long post, didn't read fuck you
Understandable.

>>534081908
>haha

>>29234478
>Me in 2077 when my GoonVision™ goggles run out of battery and I have to look at my boss as how she actually is and not as a bimbofied mime girl with wine leaking from her nipples

>>149669149
>check his Patreon
>drew Zoey for the first time in years
>it's vore

Not really a napling but the whole situation reminded me of my own experience years ago.
>had a bad breakup
>confide to a mutual friend and she hears me out and advice me on how to move on
>months later she ends up being the only person I talk to on a regular basis
>essentially my emotional support as I'm coping with the breakup
>over time we end up forming a close friendship
>conversations start to get flirty
>"love ya"
>"love you too hehe <3"
>"you looked cute today"
>"hehe thanks~"
>think maybe things aren't so bad after all
>one day see on twitter she had fainted while out in public
>call up and text her to check if she's okay, says she's fine
>announce on twitter how thankful she is that her fiance was there to keep her safe and hold her hand after passing out, even taking her to the hospital
>mfw she never once mentioned this person in all our conversations
>mfw thoughts of my breakup start flooding back
>mfw "what the fuck was I even thinking haha"
>mfw there's pit in my stomach
>mfw weeks later she asks me for relationship advice (offered some generic advice which she somehow found helpful)
>mfw a month later we just sort of drift apart as I try to keep my distance
>mfw months later I see her announcing her wedding
>mfw

Jesus Christ, is she pregnant too?

>missed out on her twitch drops

IT'S NOT FAIR

>>530403920
yes i have c0r0 furina/escoffier ready i didn't expect to lose the coinflip 3 times in a row is all. atleast my next one is a guaranteed capturing radiance right? so i get my next 2 units guaranteed?

>>713929963
AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH

>>508602846
I was not gifted a manic pixie 4 and a half foot tall with F cup tits gf as reward for voting for trump and am formally filing my application to rescind my vote. When do I get my vote back

>>508593603
>the way those small titties shook

>>713307631
he only had to listen

often feel like I have a very tenuous grip on sanity, like I am just barely keeping it together

and when I say just barely I don't mean that I present as a normal person, I mean when people look at me they can see that I am visibly mentally unwell. Not in a 'twisted freaken psychopath' edgy way but in some way that consistently makes other people uncomfortable, as if I'm not someone to be spoken to or stood near, as if I'm "a bit off", agitated somehow. As if the mental effort of pretending that I'm not seconds away from losing it at all times is written on my face and in my posture.