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Whats the one thing that happened to you which made you a much better/humble person in life?
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I got fucked in the ass by the Iron Sheik.
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DA's condition.
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Whats the one thing that happened to you which made you a much better/humble person in life?
Meeting Omar
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Whats the one thing that happened to you which made you a much better/humble person in life?
i had a health problems in 2003... I realized that everything can be taken away from you in an instant.
You can go go from walking around feeling strong as an ox one day.... Then being reduced to limping slowly due to pain
by 2005 I was back close to 100% (and was absolutely 100% by 2007)
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I used to live in nyc for 6 yrs my family decided to move so now am livving in Zimbabwe Africa. Electricty outages occur everyday, sometimes we go for a week without. We also go for days without water too sometimes. There is no wifi here Can't find gh only testarona here. Decent gyms here no treadmills. Goin to live on campus at a uni, it only has 1,200 students here. My school has the highest % of students with AIDS in the world. Tuition is $3,000 a year. All this compared to where I lived in nyc really humbled me.
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Getting divorced shook me up. But going broke humbled me. I had a better shot at millionaire than broke at that point but fucked it all up, all by myself. Realizing that it was my decisions that mattered made me want to make better decisions about my whole life.
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Getting divorced shook me up. But going broke humbled me. I had a better shot at millionaire than broke at that point but fucked it all up, all by myself. Realizing that it was my decisions that mattered made me want to make better decisions about my whole life.
How long ago was this? you have a wife and baby along the way now correct?
its amazing how you feel that your invincible, and then boom, something happens, and you realize that most of the shit that you used to bitch about dont even matter, life is more important than that..
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its amazing how you feel that your invincible, and then boom, something happens, and you realize that most of the shit that you used to bitch about dont even matter, life is more important than that..
this happened when i realized my hairline was receding
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having trouble with my liver/bladder and bilirubine in 2007, not because of ass.
i lost weight and feel drained all day long for 6 month.
i remember one morning watching myself in the miror, yellow, skinny, i thought i was going to die seriously;it's a strange feeling.
then in second when i broke up with my gf in 2010.
i'm a kind of buddist now, i'm an humble, quiet and realist guy.
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My wife telling me I'm a tough guy now but I have to go to fall asleep sometime.
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How long ago was this? you have a wife and baby along the way now correct?
its amazing how you feel that your invincible, and then boom, something happens, and you realize that most of the shit that you used to bitch about dont even matter, life is more important than that..
Divorced almost 5 years ago. Took me 2 years to blow my money. Met my current lady midway through that, broke up a lot, fought. She stepped into a tornado. Spent almost 8 months apart, rebuilt my life, restarted my work.
I'm still "broke", meaning I spent every penny I earned and my retirement too. But I make good money and I'm smart and able and healthy. I'll work as hard as necessary to provide for my family and live in comfort. I rent an apartment but will probably buy a condo soon. I'm working extra hours but I'm doing it helping people train for shows so it's something I enjoy. I could work 18hr days and enjoy it doing the stuff I like. I just wish I had saved my money instead of hurricaning it away because now I'd be opening other businesses and be MUCH more comfortable for a guy in his 30's.
But all in all, I'm happy. I like my life.
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being an arrogant lazy ass and then failing left n right in college and becoming a fat piece of shit.
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being an arrogant lazy ass and then failing left n right in college and becoming a fat piece of shit.
how has that humbled you? were you able to change it around? and now look at life with a new perspective?
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usually life stories you sometimes hear about people, losing loved ones to cancer etc.
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i'm still waiting for that one thing :-\
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your mom
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all i do is work fuck kill 8)
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Car accident in intensive care 6 days and 5 more in a regular room made me realize you can go outta here at any moment.
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In August 2010 I was in my local hospital literally dying in intensive care (developed massive pulmonary embollisms due to immobility from a thigh/knee surgery 2 weeks earlier). At my lowest in that hospital I rededicated my life to Christ and Christ's immediate revelation in my life has changed me forever. I give him the praise and thank him daily!
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The first 'owning' I received here at get big. I quickly realized that the internet is serious business.
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having trouble with my liver/bladder and bilirubine in 2007, not because of ass.
i lost weight and feel drained all day long for 6 month.
i remember one morning watching myself in the miror, yellow, skinny, i thought i was going to die seriously;it's a strange feeling.
then in second when i broke up with my gf in 2010.
i'm a kind of buddist now, i'm an humble, quiet and realist guy.
Have a similar condition since birth - no ill effects except for a yellow spot every 3 or 4 months.
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The first 'owning' I received here at get big. I quickly realized that the internet is serious business.
agreed. i learned if you fck with people, they will expose your hot tub exploits.
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I had a stroke caused by a chiropractic neck adjustment. Fell out right there in his office. It was four years ago, and at 26 I realized I was not invincible
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Have a similar condition since birth - no ill effects except for a yellow spot every 3 or 4 months.
Pineapple juice and Carrot juice cleans the liver maybe you have tried those already.
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Falling into debt and nearly being evicted from where I live.
Also, experiencing real heart break. Oh yeah tough guys, I said it!!!! :D
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Falling into debt and nearly being evicted from where I live.
Also, experiencing real heart break. Oh yeah tough guys, I said it!!!! :D
This type of of shit will work on your mind.
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Falling into debt and nearly being evicted from where I live.
Also, experiencing real heart break. Oh yeah tough guys, I said it!!!! :D
damn bro that sucks
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ive always been down to earth, but the two moments that keep me humble are my nephew dying from sids out of nowhere and waking up to bullets, running outside to see my sister holding our brother blood everywhere as he died in or driveway.
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ive always been down to earth, but the two moments that keep me humble are my nephew dying from sids out of nowhere and waking up to bullets, running outside to see my sister holding our brother blood everywhere as he died in or driveway.
damn dude, were they after your brother? or some random shooting?
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what is it with you americans and having to feel fucking humble ???
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when i realized that causality applied to cosmology.
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damn dude, were they after your brother? or some random shooting?
They came pretty hard. One guy was under the car porch to flush him out. had some in a vehicle plus another across the street on foot. I was used to hearing shots but man. I rolled to the floor. Heard my sister screaming, grabbed my shit and ran outside and there they were.
He was out the dope game for a couple years. Still not sure why they came at him so hard. I was 15 then. The streets don't talk so case went unresolved and closed.
All I tell people is to enjoy life man. Don't sweat the small stuff man.
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I had a stroke caused by a chiropractic neck adjustment. Fell out right there in his office. It was four years ago, and at 26 I realized I was not invincible
Bro, that sounds fucking terrible. Glad you're doing better. Was he at fault at all?
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They came pretty hard. One guy was under the car porch to flush him out. had some in a vehicle plus another across the street on foot. I was used to hearing shots but man. I rolled to the floor. Heard my sister screaming, grabbed my shit and ran outside and there they were.
He was out the dope game for a couple years. Still not sure why they came at him so hard. I was 15 then. The streets don't talk so case went unresolved and closed.
All I tell people is to enjoy life man. Don't sweat the small stuff man.
yeah man thats the true definition... once something lik ethat happens to you, you realize how valuable life is, and how insignificant most of the shit is that you used to bitch about before
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They came pretty hard. One guy was under the car porch to flush him out. had some in a vehicle plus another across the street on foot. I was used to hearing shots but man. I rolled to the floor. Heard my sister screaming, grabbed my shit and ran outside and there they were.
He was out the dope game for a couple years. Still not sure why they came at him so hard. I was 15 then. The streets don't talk so case went unresolved and closed.
All I tell people is to enjoy life man. Don't sweat the small stuff man.
Sorry to hear this, best of luck in life bro.
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Having to be the one to declare my mother dead, after seeing her waste away from cancer. Seeing my father go under because of that. Seeing him lose his business. Having to raise my kid sister. 1996 was an instructive year.
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Lifes not ment to be good, the ones that smile have yet to be broken.
If your lucky you have a few years in total put together that you was happy and only a few days to months you was truly happy. Just the way it is.
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Lifes not ment to be good, the ones that smile have yet to be broken.
If your lucky you have a few years in total put together that you was happy and only a few days to months you was truly happy. Just the way it is.
Bollocks. I'm happier now than I ever was before. Letting life keep you down is for emo losers.
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I was sent to Midgard and forced to live as a mortal! :-[
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here's da being incredibly humble
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I used to live in nyc for 6 yrs my family decided to move so now am livving in Zimbabwe Africa. Electricty outages occur everyday, sometimes we go for a week without. We also go for days without water too sometimes. There is no wifi here Can't find gh only testarona here. Decent gyms here no treadmills. Goin to live on campus at a uni, it only has 1,200 students here. My school has the highest % of students with AIDS in the world. Tuition is $3,000 a year. All this compared to where I lived in nyc really humbled me.
$3,000 a year? that's cheap :)
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Pineapple juice and Carrot juice cleans the liver maybe you have tried those already.
a lot of things seem to clean it.
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here's da being incredibly humble
DA and his humble 70 iq :)
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Pineapple juice and Carrot juice cleans the liver maybe you have tried those already.
Funny that my mum always made carrot juice for me up until I was a teenager even though she didn't know or care about the bili thing.
Thx for the tip.
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I have been humbled many times but it fades from memory fast until the next time I am reminded with an incident that crushes me. I try to think things through now instead of impulse reaction.
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I got locked up and sent to a mental institution one time, there were some really hurting and fucked up people there - screaming all night, thorozine shufflers, lots of pain.
The people in there looked up to me, it was weird, they wanted to be able to live normal lives but it wasn`t in the cards for most of them. Anyway, they cut me loose pretty quick but it was a very humbling and outlook changing experience.
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getting my ass kicked by a few guys when I was a doorman.
for a while I felt like superman cause it happened a few times that I had to fight 2 guys at the same time and it didn't went that bad
but after that time, I felt like a pussy
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I got locked up and sent to a mental institution one time, there were some really hurting and fucked up people there - screaming all night, thorozine shufflers, lots of pain.
The people in there looked up to me, it was weird, they wanted to be able to live normal lives but it wasn`t in the cards for most of them. Anyway, they cut me loose pretty quick but it was a very humbling and outlook changing experience.
:-[ I feel terrible for people with mental illness like that. My grandfather started to go crazy near the end of his life. He only had one kidney and it wasn't working very well. Family thought the poisen in his blood was making him crazy. I never met him but my dad tells me stories. They all lived in a two part house. My Grandpa stayed in the top part he thought everyone was trying to poisen him. He thought the refrigerator was trying to poisen him he would drink bleach. My dad was in his twenties when this was going on and he actually had to call the police on him once or twice. He would go everywhere with a knife very paranoid.
Once he went on dialysis things got better. He got sick of it though and stopped going after he became born again. He died pretty soon after that. He brough 8-9 kids over to America. They escaped from communism my Grandpa was a hero sad he had to go through all the pain and suffering.
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getting my ass kicked by a few guys when I was a doorman.
for a while I felt like superman cause it happened a few times that I had to fight 2 guys at the same time and it didn't went that bad
but after that time, I felt like a pussy
Sucks getting jumped. Happend to me once or twice. 2-3 years ago I got sucker punched pretty good. I was trying to talk this guy out of going after a friend of mine. We talked and it started to get a little bit heated. I had a drink in my hand as soon as I turned my head to walk away he slugged me right on the chin. I fell back and hit my head on table behind me. I learned a really good lesson don't ever trust neone never turn your back on a sp*c or guy.
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Sucks getting jumped. Happend to me once or twice. 2-3 years ago I got sucker punched pretty good. I was trying to talk this guy out of going after a friend of mine. We talked and it started to get a little bit heated. I had a drink in my hand as soon as I turned my head to walk away he slugged me right on the chin. I fell back and hit my head on table behind me. I learned a really good lesson don't ever trust neone never turn your back on a sp*c or guy.
anyone for that matter... when a fight is about to happen, its pretty much prison rules..dont look down, stare people in the eyes... dont lose confidence ( but be smart, if its 1 against 5, better to be humble than a cocky arrogant guy whos about to get his ass handed to him), and never turn your back against the target(no matter what color,size,weight they are...a skinny 150lber can easily stab you in the back)... if you notice, in most case people walk backwards and shit for that very same reason...
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I got locked up and sent to a mental institution one time, there were some really hurting and fucked up people there - screaming all night, thorozine shufflers, lots of pain.
The people in there looked up to me, it was weird, they wanted to be able to live normal lives but it wasn`t in the cards for most of them. Anyway, they cut me loose pretty quick but it was a very humbling and outlook changing experience.
Same thing happened to me and humbled me greatly. I was arguing with my dad and threatened suicide and they sent me to one place like that for 2 days when i was a teenager. It humbled me greatly.
Recently, I was humbled by my divorce. I was arrogant toward her for most of the last 4 years of our marriage and thought she wouldn't ever leave no matter what I did and how I treated her. I was wrong. She did try and come back though several times so I know I can has her back anytime I want to.
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anyone for that matter... when a fight is about to happen, its pretty much prison rules..dont look down, stare people in the eyes... dont lose confidence ( but be smart, if its 1 against 5, better to be humble than a cocky arrogant guy whos about to get his ass handed to him), and never turn your back against the target(no matter what color,size,weight they are...a skinny 150lber can easily stab you in the back)... if you notice, in most case people walk backwards and shit for that very same reason...
Ya your right it doesn't matter what color. Only people to ever take cheap shots on me were one of the two though. I had way to much to drink that night. I paid for my mistake. It could of cost me a lot more, I got away with a sore jaw. Could of had a bottle broken over my head or worse.
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ive always been down to earth, but the two moments that keep me humble are my nephew dying from sids out of nowhere and waking up to bullets, running outside to see my sister holding our brother blood everywhere as he died in or driveway.
Damn,that`s fucked up bro........sorry to hear it.
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what is it with you americans and having to feel fucking humble ???
Maybe they have a lot to be humble about? ;D
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Too many incidents to mention,but none of them were good.
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a skinny 150lber can easily stab you in the back
I had that happen trying to protect a doorman friend of mine about 10 years ago. I did learn my lesson though. lol
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PTSD, didnt pay attention to what was happening to me and before I knew it every facet of my life had come unraveled. Money, girl, house, body, business, all gone. I still have my close friends and family though and am grateful for them.
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PTSD, didnt pay attention to what was happening to me and before I knew it every facet of my life had come unraveled. Money, girl, house, body, business, all gone. I still have my close friends and family though and am grateful for them.
War PTSD? or something else?
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Yes.
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Brain damage .
From a stud to full retard in less than a month.
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Brain damage .
From a stud to full retard in less than a month.
Damn from boxing?
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Damn from boxing?
Motorcycle accident .
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I was 8 when my brother dead from a motorcycle accident. At that time i've become another one , my life completely changed because he were the only one I trust and love.I remember at this time my parents didn't mean alot to me lol.Sometimes I say if he only could be there with me :'( :'( :'(
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In August 2010 I was in my local hospital literally dying in intensive care (developed massive pulmonary embollisms due to immobility from a thigh/knee surgery 2 weeks earlier). At my lowest in that hospital I rededicated my life to Christ and Christ's immediate revelation in my life has changed me forever. I give him the praise and thank him daily!
Oh Lord, you became one of 'those' :-X
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ive always been down to earth, but the two moments that keep me humble are my nephew dying from sids out of nowhere and waking up to bullets, running outside to see my sister holding our brother blood everywhere as he died in or driveway.
Very sorry for your losses.
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Nothing yet for me, but I make sure I keep good karma and am thankful for all I have. I work hard, train hard, take no stupid risks with the gear. Probably my only drawback would be that I think all women are fucking whores and deserved to be treated as such. I just cannot take them serious :(
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Falling into debt and nearly being evicted from where I live.
Also, experiencing real heart break. Oh yeah tough guys, I said it!!!! :D
Same here bro. I despise admitting it. I've lied to myself about this bitch so much that it has become my truth, but yea, the kcunt broke my heart. April 1st, 2002. :D
Today she's married to a fucking loser, slightly overweight with a retarded kid. She looks tired and old. But ya know, she still has those eyes that got me in the first place. :-\
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I am going to get serious here...
one time on POF, a 20 year old girl on a wheelchair and breathing machine messaged me saying I was cute. I read her profile and got depressed. How could I complain when a 20 year old girl is on a wheelchair and trying to make the most of life? She sounded all upbeat on her profile too. I didn't know how to respond. I thought to just not answer, but I felt I really needed to.I said something along the lines of (don't make fun of me, I was feeling vulnerable)
"This is awesome! You're awesome! I loved reading your profile and think you are a very special girl. Maybe not what I am looking for romantically, but you are very pretty and have a very pretty smile and I think you are amazing. Keep kicking ass!" then I signed my name.
she replied "awww thanks you just made my day."
I instantly just started balling out crying. Humbled the fuck out of me. One of those moments that makes you re-evaluate life
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I am going to get serious here...
one time on POF, a 20 year old girl on a wheelchair and breathing machine messaged me saying I was cute. I read her profile and got depressed. How could I complain when a 20 year old girl is on a wheelchair and trying to make the most of life? She sounded all upbeat on her profile too. I didn't know how to respond. I thought to just not answer, but I felt I really needed to.I said something along the lines of (don't make fun of me, I was feeling vulnerable)
"This is awesome! You're awesome! I loved reading your profile and think you are a very special girl. Maybe not what I am looking for romantically, but you are very pretty and have a very pretty smile and I think you are amazing. Keep kicking ass!" then I signed my name.
she replied "awww thanks you just made my day."
I instantly just started balling out crying. Humbled the fuck out of me. One of those moments that makes you re-evaluate life
haha
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Brain damage .
From a stud to full retard in less than a month.
still havent recovered I take it.
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Brain damage .
From a stud to full retard in less than a month.
so which are you today ???
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what is it with you americans and having to feel fucking humble ???
it's not just americans...
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I got locked up and sent to a mental institution one time, there were some really hurting and fucked up people there - screaming all night, thorozine shufflers, lots of pain.
The people in there looked up to me, it was weird, they wanted to be able to live normal lives but it wasn`t in the cards for most of them. Anyway, they cut me loose pretty quick but it was a very humbling and outlook changing experience.
Wow. Humbling for sure...
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so which are you today ???
A mentally handicapped stud .
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how does it feel to be the world's greatest, retarded natural athlete :o
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how does it feel to be the world's greatest, retarded natural athlete :o
It feels retarded .
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I am going to get serious here...
one time on POF, a 20 year old girl on a wheelchair and breathing machine messaged me saying I was cute. I read her profile and got depressed. How could I complain when a 20 year old girl is on a wheelchair and trying to make the most of life? She sounded all upbeat on her profile too. I didn't know how to respond. I thought to just not answer, but I felt I really needed to.I said something along the lines of (don't make fun of me, I was feeling vulnerable)
"This is awesome! You're awesome! I loved reading your profile and think you are a very special girl. Maybe not what I am looking for romantically, but you are very pretty and have a very pretty smile and I think you are amazing. Keep kicking ass!" then I signed my name.
she replied "awww thanks you just made my day."
I instantly just started balling out crying. Humbled the fuck out of me. One of those moments that makes you re-evaluate life
Wow that was fucken awesome. You're a good soul. Made me tear up just reading that. You prob made that girls year.
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It feels retarded .
And athletic.
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And athletic.
Athletically retarded indeed.
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I believe guilt and being humble are connected. The sociopaths who run the world don't have the ability to feel what guilt is.
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I believe guilt and being humble are connected. The sociopaths who run the world don't have the ability to feel what guilt is.
Good point. You think Arnold ever feels humble. Hell no.
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I believe guilt and being humble are connected. The sociopaths who run the world don't have the ability to feel what guilt is.
Empathy. Seems to be an ever-smaller human sentiment.
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Wow that was fucken awesome. You're a good soul. Made me tear up just reading that. You prob made that girls year.
thanks brah. I am no saint with girls, i play with their emotions all the time but this type of stuff is just too real to me. could you imagine being that age on a wheelchair and a breathing thing attached to your chin? Or being a parent having to raise a child like that? humbling as fuck
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thanks brah. I am no saint with girls, i play with their emotions all the time but this type of stuff is just too real to me. could you imagine being that age on a wheelchair and a breathing thing attached to your chin? Or being a parent having to raise a child like that? humbling as fuck
Playing the whores emotions and being nice to the ones like that is the way it should be. lol
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Playing the whores emotions and being nice to the ones like that is the way it should be. lol
thanks for the positive reinforcement I needed broseph
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thanks brah. I am no saint with girls, i play with their emotions all the time but this type of stuff is just too real to me. could you imagine being that age on a wheelchair and a breathing thing attached to your chin? Or being a parent having to raise a child like that? humbling as fuck
I see it every day at work. Young kids sick with cancer connected to 10-20 different iv lines and tubes. Makes me fucken sick sometimes. Life sure isn't fair.
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Empathy. Seems to be an ever-smaller human sentiment.
ironic how the people who always complain about "sociopaths" call them out for a lack of empathy... maybe if they were such empathetic geniuses themselves, they could identify with the so called sociopaths.
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alpha is a good guy
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Shit. Some of you guys have gone to hell and back. I wish good fortune on everyone here.
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I see it every day at work. Young kids sick with cancer connected to 10-20 different iv lines and tubes. Makes me fucken sick sometimes. Life sure isn't fair.
I couldn't work at a place like that man. more power to you
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i actually stand too less still to realise how fortunate i am, if im only talking about health already..
some people go through a lot of shit
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i actually stand too less still to realise how fortunate i am, if im only talking about health already..
some people go through a lot of shit
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Whats the one thing that happened to you which made you a much better/humble person in life?
When I was little, my mom slapped the shit out of me when I deserved it.
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Seeing someone who used to work at NASA, who is now homeless...
Also seeing someone who used to be a CPA, and making bank, homeless and doing people's taxes at the local library.
The former, was ruined by a divorce, lost his home, car, kids, and got to drinking, depressed.
The latter, just bad luck...makes you think.
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eat a dick piece of shit
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When I was little, my mom slapped the shit out of me when I deserved it.
;D
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eat a dick piece of shit
;D
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I am going to get serious here...
one time on POF, a 20 year old girl on a wheelchair and breathing machine messaged me saying I was cute. I read her profile and got depressed. How could I complain when a 20 year old girl is on a wheelchair and trying to make the most of life? She sounded all upbeat on her profile too. I didn't know how to respond. I thought to just not answer, but I felt I really needed to.I said something along the lines of (don't make fun of me, I was feeling vulnerable)
"This is awesome! You're awesome! I loved reading your profile and think you are a very special girl. Maybe not what I am looking for romantically, but you are very pretty and have a very pretty smile and I think you are amazing. Keep kicking ass!" then I signed my name.
she replied "awww thanks you just made my day."
I instantly just started balling out crying. Humbled the fuck out of me. One of those moments that makes you re-evaluate life
I feel ya bro,
back in college days i used to run a night club, im a pretty big guy,alpha male type, all american wrestler..ya know? the type that didnt give a fuck about anything and was high on life... someinstances i remember that fucked with my head..
1) back then the club was 18+, so people that were over 21 would get a bracelt on their right arm, and there was alot of underage drinking, so we had to toss them out... So i see this kid drinking with his left hand, and the bracelet was on his left hand.. i go tap him on the shoulder and say something like " hey bro, you gotta get the fuck outta here" cuz i knew the doorman wouldnt make the mistake of putting the bracelt on the wrong hand, so i thought the kid was underage and brought his own bracelet from home, but was too stupid to put it on the right hand... so i tell he has to leave, he asks why, and as soon as i want to explain, i see that he doesnt have a right arm... im telling you man, my throat lumped up, i told him i made a mistake, i went outside cuz i couldnt breathe... my eyes were watery and if i wasnt in public, i wouldve cried like a bitch... anyways, i made it up to him, told the bartender to comp all his drinks for the rest of the night, and had a shot with him and his friends on the house
i dont know, just the thought of a kid probably my age at the time, that has to go his entire life without one arm, and here ima big athletic guy and still bitching that i couldnt get to 7% bf from 8%bf... it made me put life in a whole new perspective
2) Some gang members came into our club one night, started some shit with a bartender, one of them fingered a Bottle Service's girl's ass, and we got in a big fight with them, fucked them up and wiped the floor with them...Several weeks later they came back, ( later on we found that they paid the bouncer that was at the back door of the club, and that dumbass saw green, let them in without patting them down..) anyways, they start another fight with our staff, it was legit a 20-25an brawl , fight pours outside, and we hear 2 shots and everyone starts running.. one of my boys had got shot in the chest.. he wasnt even a bouncer, just trying to back up up... i held him, trying to do everything to stopp the blood, i kept telling him to be strong and stay away and its nothing serious, but he couldnt even talk.. about 2 mins, he was dead... he was looking me in the eys when he dies, i was holding him, and its a wierd feeling, holding someone alive, and boom, next second he's dead...
makes you question life, and what is it.. its wierd, you will probably think im crazy, but like i felt something leave his body... one of the worst experiences of my life.. it fucked with my head for a few months, would wake up at nights with panic attacks and shit, but time cures everything
thats two off the top of my head
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:o
great post!
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I feel ya bro,
back in college days i used to run a night club, im a pretty big guy,alpha male type, all american wrestler..ya know? the type that didnt give a fuck about anything and was high on life... someinstances i remember that fucked with my head..
1) back then the club was 18+, so people that were over 21 would get a bracelt on their right arm, and there was alot of underage drinking, so we had to toss them out... So i see this kid drinking with his left hand, and the bracelet was on his left hand.. i go tap him on the shoulder and say something like " hey bro, you gotta get the fuck outta here" cuz i knew the doorman wouldnt make the mistake of putting the bracelt on the wrong hand, so i thought the kid was underage and brought his own bracelet from home, but was too stupid to put it on the right hand... so i tell he has to leave, he asks why, and as soon as i want to explain, i see that he doesnt have a right arm... im telling you man, my throat lumped up, i told him i made a mistake, i went outside cuz i couldnt breathe... my eyes were watery and if i wasnt in public, i wouldve cried like a bitch... anyways, i made it up to him, told the bartender to comp all his drinks for the rest of the night, and had a shot with him and his friends on the house
i dont know, just the thought of a kid probably my age at the time, that has to go his entire life without one arm, and here ima big athletic guy and still bitching that i couldnt get to 7% bf from 8%bf... it made me put life in a whole new perspective
2) Some gang members came into our club one night, started some shit with a bartender, one of them fingered a Bottle Service's girl's ass, and we got in a big fight with them, fucked them up and wiped the floor with them...Several weeks later they came back, ( later on we found that they paid the bouncer that was at the back door of the club, and that dumbass saw green, let them in without patting them down..) anyways, they start another fight with our staff, it was legit a 20-25an brawl , fight pours outside, and we hear 2 shots and everyone starts running.. one of my boys had got shot in the chest.. he wasnt even a bouncer, just trying to back up up... i held him, trying to do everything to stopp the blood, i kept telling him to be strong and stay away and its nothing serious, but he couldnt even talk.. about 2 mins, he was dead... he was looking me in the eys when he dies, i was holding him, and its a wierd feeling, holding someone alive, and boom, next second he's dead...
makes you question life, and what is it.. its wierd, you will probably think im crazy, but like i felt something leave his body... one of the worst experiences of my life.. it fucked with my head for a few months, would wake up at nights with panic attacks and shit, but time cures everything
thats two off the top of my head
Good post bro..........heavy stuff.
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8) My COCK was only the 3rd biggest in the world . Gave me a complex . ;D
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Being unemployed for close to a year....
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going from $$$$$ to practically broke,
drug experiences that humbled my perceptionof how strong my mind was
a woman i didnt treat well died and i never got to make it up to her, even though a right before she died i used to look at her name in my phoen and wan to call her, i kept saying wait till i get my own place agin, wait till i get my money situation back in order.
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I feel ya bro,
back in college days i used to run a night club, im a pretty big guy,alpha male type, all american wrestler..ya know? the type that didnt give a fuck about anything and was high on life... someinstances i remember that fucked with my head..
1) back then the club was 18+, so people that were over 21 would get a bracelt on their right arm, and there was alot of underage drinking, so we had to toss them out... So i see this kid drinking with his left hand, and the bracelet was on his left hand.. i go tap him on the shoulder and say something like " hey bro, you gotta get the fuck outta here" cuz i knew the doorman wouldnt make the mistake of putting the bracelt on the wrong hand, so i thought the kid was underage and brought his own bracelet from home, but was too stupid to put it on the right hand... so i tell he has to leave, he asks why, and as soon as i want to explain, i see that he doesnt have a right arm... im telling you man, my throat lumped up, i told him i made a mistake, i went outside cuz i couldnt breathe... my eyes were watery and if i wasnt in public, i wouldve cried like a bitch... anyways, i made it up to him, told the bartender to comp all his drinks for the rest of the night, and had a shot with him and his friends on the house
i dont know, just the thought of a kid probably my age at the time, that has to go his entire life without one arm, and here ima big athletic guy and still bitching that i couldnt get to 7% bf from 8%bf... it made me put life in a whole new perspective
2) Some gang members came into our club one night, started some shit with a bartender, one of them fingered a Bottle Service's girl's ass, and we got in a big fight with them, fucked them up and wiped the floor with them...Several weeks later they came back, ( later on we found that they paid the bouncer that was at the back door of the club, and that dumbass saw green, let them in without patting them down..) anyways, they start another fight with our staff, it was legit a 20-25an brawl , fight pours outside, and we hear 2 shots and everyone starts running.. one of my boys had got shot in the chest.. he wasnt even a bouncer, just trying to back up up... i held him, trying to do everything to stopp the blood, i kept telling him to be strong and stay away and its nothing serious, but he couldnt even talk.. about 2 mins, he was dead... he was looking me in the eys when he dies, i was holding him, and its a wierd feeling, holding someone alive, and boom, next second he's dead...
makes you question life, and what is it.. its wierd, you will probably think im crazy, but like i felt something leave his body... one of the worst experiences of my life.. it fucked with my head for a few months, would wake up at nights with panic attacks and shit, but time cures everything
thats two off the top of my head
WOW. heavy stuff right there. thanks for sharing
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eat a dick piece of shit
Words to live by.
I feel humbled.
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I feel ya bro,
back in college days i used to run a night club, im a pretty big guy,alpha male type, all american wrestler..ya know? the type that didnt give a fuck about anything and was high on life... someinstances i remember that fucked with my head..
1) back then the club was 18+, so people that were over 21 would get a bracelt on their right arm, and there was alot of underage drinking, so we had to toss them out... So i see this kid drinking with his left hand, and the bracelet was on his left hand.. i go tap him on the shoulder and say something like " hey bro, you gotta get the fuck outta here" cuz i knew the doorman wouldnt make the mistake of putting the bracelt on the wrong hand, so i thought the kid was underage and brought his own bracelet from home, but was too stupid to put it on the right hand... so i tell he has to leave, he asks why, and as soon as i want to explain, i see that he doesnt have a right arm... im telling you man, my throat lumped up, i told him i made a mistake, i went outside cuz i couldnt breathe... my eyes were watery and if i wasnt in public, i wouldve cried like a bitch... anyways, i made it up to him, told the bartender to comp all his drinks for the rest of the night, and had a shot with him and his friends on the house
i dont know, just the thought of a kid probably my age at the time, that has to go his entire life without one arm, and here ima big athletic guy and still bitching that i couldnt get to 7% bf from 8%bf... it made me put life in a whole new perspective
2) Some gang members came into our club one night, started some shit with a bartender, one of them fingered a Bottle Service's girl's ass, and we got in a big fight with them, fucked them up and wiped the floor with them...Several weeks later they came back, ( later on we found that they paid the bouncer that was at the back door of the club, and that dumbass saw green, let them in without patting them down..) anyways, they start another fight with our staff, it was legit a 20-25an brawl , fight pours outside, and we hear 2 shots and everyone starts running.. one of my boys had got shot in the chest.. he wasnt even a bouncer, just trying to back up up... i held him, trying to do everything to stopp the blood, i kept telling him to be strong and stay away and its nothing serious, but he couldnt even talk.. about 2 mins, he was dead... he was looking me in the eys when he dies, i was holding him, and its a wierd feeling, holding someone alive, and boom, next second he's dead...
makes you question life, and what is it.. its wierd, you will probably think im crazy, but like i felt something leave his body... one of the worst experiences of my life.. it fucked with my head for a few months, would wake up at nights with panic attacks and shit, but time cures everything
thats two off the top of my head
Damn bro. The PTSD just isn't worth the 10 bucks and hour as a bouncer. Hope you were able to move on with this. I had a brother who killed himself and I saw the after math. And in my case, time doesn't cure shit :-\
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I am going to get serious here...
one time on POF, a 20 year old girl on a wheelchair and breathing machine messaged me saying I was cute. I read her profile and got depressed. How could I complain when a 20 year old girl is on a wheelchair and trying to make the most of life? She sounded all upbeat on her profile too. I didn't know how to respond. I thought to just not answer, but I felt I really needed to.I said something along the lines of (don't make fun of me, I was feeling vulnerable)
"This is awesome! You're awesome! I loved reading your profile and think you are a very special girl. Maybe not what I am looking for romantically, but you are very pretty and have a very pretty smile and I think you are amazing. Keep kicking ass!" then I signed my name.
she replied "awww thanks you just made my day."
I instantly just started balling out crying. Humbled the fuck out of me. One of those moments that makes you re-evaluate life
that was really cool man :)
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tough thread to read. Props to everyone here who has experienced a loss and been able to move forward with their lives despite that pain.
The shelter I work at has about 200 regular clients, and a couple hundred more who show up infrequently. The first thing you learn being there is that everyone has a story. There are guys there who have masters degrees, used to drive BMW's, and had beach houses to go to in the summer time, and now they are all addicted to meth, heroine, crack, ketamine, or whatever else. Their faces are covered in bloody sores from picking, they can't stand up straight because they are to strung out. 15% of all of our clients have HIV and because they live on the street most refuse to go to the free medical clinic next door to seek treatment. There is one girl who used to be a model who is there everyday, she has HIV and has been so sick and drug addicted for so long that she hardly even looks like a human being anymore. A fellow staff member showed me a picture of her from 7 years ago, and I didn't believe that it was her; i had to excuse myself i go the washroom just so that I didn't tear up in front of the other staff, seeing how far she had fallen- going from a model to one step from death.
Everyday that I go to work is a humbling experience. Everyday that I get to go home at the end of my shift instead of stay at the shelter with the clients is a day that I am grateful for everything I have. Makes me forget my 1st world problems...
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someone trace this scrawny tit?
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being depressed because I could not get a decent job (recession). So tired every day, every fucking hour. Felt terrible. No appetite, sexual drive.. etc.
That was 2 years ago. I am feeling better now just enjoying being healthy, living, socializing. And not beating myself up mentally over the job situation.
The times are tough though. I know I am not the only one.
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Damn bro. The PTSD just isn't worth the 10 bucks and hour as a bouncer. Hope you were able to move on with this. I had a brother who killed himself and I saw the after math. And in my case, time doesn't cure shit :-\
Thanks man. In my case i did move on from it, no PTSD from it whatsoever.. im a mentally tough guy, and with PTSD its mostly mental.. i surrounded myself with positive things and people ( mainly big titted blondes and brunettes :D), and eventually was able to move on with my life... it wasnt a walk in the park, but i overcame it...
as for the bouncing job, i hear ya... sure i started from $10/hr, but the business was more lucrative than that..Me being head of security and managing the floor, i pretty much ran the club, and every night i worked ( mostly fridays and saturday), i would easily pocket $500-600 a night. for special events, it was even more. Not to brag, but this was and still is the hottest night club in town, so people loved to become my friend, cuz i could just have anyone bypass the lines and just walk them up. depending on the person , i would charge anywhere fromm $100-150 per head to let them in. I didnt abuse my power, just let in select 5-6 people, and easily make $500+ that night.
On top of that you got pussy left and right.The amount of pussy i got and still being STD free is a miracle on it own, but then again goes to show the type of person i am and always thinking with my head, and not my emotions or dick,..that when a hot chick is sucking your balls and licking your ass and wants to just jump on your dick, i still had the state of mind to push her off, walk over to my pants wherever it was and grab a condom...no girl is worth STD, no matter how hot.. so pussy is another incentive for being a bouncer
and last but not least, drugs. i would get offers for drugs and shit for free, but i dont do any drugs, so i never took them up on their offer, but i would get offers for coke,week,x, and all that shit... i wouldd go to parties with lines of coke on the table for people to use, all sorts of drug, so if someone does rec drugs, this job will put u in touch with people who have alot to share for free
so yeah, the pay was more than $10/hr ( at least for me), so thats why i kept going back to that job ...
if anyone has PTSD, i can give some pointers on how i was able to nip it in the bud before it got serious or got worse, and how i was able to defeat it...
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Bro, that sounds fucking terrible. Glad you're doing better. Was he at fault at all?
I didnt sue, but the neurologist and my doctor said it was caused by him. I had to get a letter from them stating it was his fault so my insurance wouldn't drop me. He basically hooked my artery in one of the disks in my neck and cut off blood flow for a few moments. I swear I thought I was gonna die. I sat up and started puking, and he asked me if I was out drinking the night before I told him no, that he touched my neck and now I'm dying. Dude was a dirtbag, and if I had any lasting effects I would've sued his ass but I didn't. It's weird, when I went to the doctor to get my heart checked after the incident, the anesthesiologist was asking me why I was there and I told her. She told me her husband was a chiropractor, and served on a board of review for chiropractors, and she had heard about my case. Strange shit.
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I feel ya bro,
back in college days i used to run a night club, im a pretty big guy,alpha male type, all american wrestler..ya know? the type that didnt give a fuck about anything and was high on life... someinstances i remember that fucked with my head..
1) back then the club was 18+, so people that were over 21 would get a bracelt on their right arm, and there was alot of underage drinking, so we had to toss them out... So i see this kid drinking with his left hand, and the bracelet was on his left hand.. i go tap him on the shoulder and say something like " hey bro, you gotta get the fuck outta here" cuz i knew the doorman wouldnt make the mistake of putting the bracelt on the wrong hand, so i thought the kid was underage and brought his own bracelet from home, but was too stupid to put it on the right hand... so i tell he has to leave, he asks why, and as soon as i want to explain, i see that he doesnt have a right arm... im telling you man, my throat lumped up, i told him i made a mistake, i went outside cuz i couldnt breathe... my eyes were watery and if i wasnt in public, i wouldve cried like a bitch... anyways, i made it up to him, told the bartender to comp all his drinks for the rest of the night, and had a shot with him and his friends on the house
i dont know, just the thought of a kid probably my age at the time, that has to go his entire life without one arm, and here ima big athletic guy and still bitching that i couldnt get to 7% bf from 8%bf... it made me put life in a whole new perspective
2) Some gang members came into our club one night, started some shit with a bartender, one of them fingered a Bottle Service's girl's ass, and we got in a big fight with them, fucked them up and wiped the floor with them...Several weeks later they came back, ( later on we found that they paid the bouncer that was at the back door of the club, and that dumbass saw green, let them in without patting them down..) anyways, they start another fight with our staff, it was legit a 20-25an brawl , fight pours outside, and we hear 2 shots and everyone starts running.. one of my boys had got shot in the chest.. he wasnt even a bouncer, just trying to back up up... i held him, trying to do everything to stopp the blood, i kept telling him to be strong and stay away and its nothing serious, but he couldnt even talk.. about 2 mins, he was dead... he was looking me in the eys when he dies, i was holding him, and its a wierd feeling, holding someone alive, and boom, next second he's dead...
makes you question life, and what is it.. its wierd, you will probably think im crazy, but like i felt something leave his body... one of the worst experiences of my life.. it fucked with my head for a few months, would wake up at nights with panic attacks and shit, but time cures everything
thats two off the top of my head
Sorry to hear about your homie. I'm sure like me you can recall that day crystal clear like it was yesterday?
Like another poster said, everybody has a story. Some more violent than others, some more emotional, financial..etc. It's all the same to me because everybody is effected by their situation in their own way. I always ask "what did you learn?" It should show that you've been through some sh*t( how did you respond basically).
If you tell me 20 stories of situations in your life you should have learned from, yet you haven't learned anything other than telling sympathy stories of your life for sympathy votes you need to look in the mirror and do a reality check on yourself fast.
As you mentioned about the guy with one arm, I always think of those less fortunate (blind, impaired..etc), and thank my lucky stars i'm able. I remember I was running one morning out on the street last year and almost broke down when I saw this guy in a wheelchair crossing the intersection in the florida heat. Stuff like that gets to me sometimes. I try to be the nicest person I can be in life man daily (except here lol).
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This is a great thread right here. I think it says something when people can put their ego's (and let's be honest, on this board, we all have at least a small ego) aside and talk about things in their life that actually effected them.
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This is a great thread right here. I think it says something when people can put their ego's (and let's be honest, on this board, we all have at least a small ego) aside and talk about things in their life that actually effected them.
I agree, the turnout for this thread was amazing. thanks to those who have shared!
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The military.
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I never really had that one thing that made me any more humble than any other part of my life.
In general I'd say being an adult has made me humble, so much shit that goes on from week to week.
Pretty much every person I've met in life has humbled me, I got friends who, are on coke, have raped, have been raped, molested, had their parents die, and the list goes on. Anyone that's still of themselves post 25 has got some serious issues.
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You have friends who have raped people?
WTF
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Some bad mofos on this board.
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mother- breast cancer from 2009-2011. Called her a $$$$ and a worthless whore countless times and we almost lost her. I always hated her when I had no reason to really I was just an angry kid loaded on test and dbol I guess lol....fortunately She recovered
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mother- breast cancer from 2009-2011. Called her a $$$$ and a worthless whore countless times and we almost lost her. I always hated her when I had no reason to really I was just an angry kid loaded on test and dbol I guess lol....fortunately She recovered
do you treat her with respect now? or now that the scare is gone, your back to being rude and mean with her?
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how has that humbled you? were you able to change it around? and now look at life with a new perspective?
Failed out of physics, turned into a lazy fat gamer and bit later got fired from my job. I hate that, I hated being me, I did not believe that this is all that I could be. So slowly I started trying to turn my life around. Brought my grades up semester by semester, lost fat, gained some muscle naturally. After last two great semesters and I was accepted back into physics so now I am finishing up my major.
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You have friends who have raped people?
WTF
Hard drugs, man all I can say. Dude was one of the nicest people I`ve ever known. Anyhow rape is way more common than most people realize. STd`s pedo`s and rapist in this society get ignored. People`s minds are just too fucking small.
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Whats the one thing that happened to you which made you a much better/humble person in life?
Being owned daily on GETBIG! very humbling indeed to be put in your place by a bunch of men who worship other men wearing spandex g-strings on a stage while oiled and pumped up to the whoops of the weight training audience. It is obvious that society has outcast these men only for them to rear their heads here on GETBIG offering unwanted advice, offensive remarks, deep spiritual truths, conspiracy theories, who is GH15 and the drug cycles of bodybuilders. Being a member of GETBIG is very humbling!
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Growing up poor as absolute fuck really humbled me. Couldn't afford more than a pair of boxers and wore the same clothes for years. I used to stay home from school when my clothes stunk and I didn't have anything else to wear. People might ask why I never just washed those clothes and it was because we hardly even had enough fucking laundry detergent to go around.
My parents never had enough money to feed my brothers and I so I just never ate. My mom was an anorexic and didn't eat much so her guilt about eating probably rubbed off on me and I felt like I was taking away from my younger brothers. Developed a public phobia with eating because we couldn't afford good food and I still have problems eating at work. I'm like a fucking Iron Chef now and people always wait to see what I'm going to eat at work and sometimes I start to sweat over it. But it's all good now because I've got nothing to be embarrassed about. Hell, people beg me to bring them a lunch too and have even offered to pay, but stuff like that sticks with you.
I graduated at around 105lbs at a height of 5'8". Part of it was because I got braces but I was only 115lbs before the braces. A stroke of luck occurred when my dad scored a huge insurance settlement from a motorcycle accident. And I imagine he had a lot of guilt and shame so we went to the orthdontist, he slammed down $10,000 in cash and told them to fix his boy's teeth. I had canines that didn't come in properly and a lot of crowding so I also grew up never smiling. I was the funniest kid at school but never dared to crack a smile for fear people would see my teeth. I got bugged once in elementary school when they came in and that was the last day I smiled until I got braces, I shit you not. No one ever questioned me. I was just the hard ass who was the one who belted out jokes but never laughed at one.
Now I'm only 25 with a brand new house and a wife that's on her way to being a nurse with no student debts, so I'm doing well financially. But money is something that has taught me a lot of very valuable lessons. You can have all the money in the world one day or no money the next. I try to not let it control me but make sure I've also got enough to let myself and my wife live comfortably and without fear. Money was the root cause of a lot of misery for me growing up, but without that miserable environment I never would have had the opportunity to grow. If I was born into money I wouldn't have learned all those hard lessons and saw all the negative stuff in the world that now helps to illustrate how beautiful life can be. Now I've got perfect teeth too and I smile all the time. I've got a physique that everyone is envious about but I don't walk around like a pompous ass. I help people that aren't satisfied with their bodies and help them to feel comfortable while they work towards their goals. Other douches always laughed when I went to them for advices, and now those phaggots don't make any more progress and come to ME for advices.
If some 30 year old fucker at McDonalds feels bad when I come in there wearing nice clothes or whatever I shoot the shit and say something to lighten the atmosphere. I'm no better than him. He might have lost a very successful company in a bad business transaction. Or he might have been a "loser" his entire life who never amounted to anything but has a wife and kids who adore him more than anyone else in the world for sucking it up and working overtime at a fast food joint that's the butt of millions of jokes. I don't fucking judge. If someone gives me a thimble of respect I'll give him all the rest I possibly can without self sacrifice. If it's within my power I'll bend over backwards for just about anyone as long as it's no detriment to my own health and well being. I've met a lot of miserable and seedy fuckers, as well as very kind and compassionate ones. I've changed so much physically and mentally in my short time on this earth and I'm very humble because of what I've learned first hand.
I've seen rape, torture and even saw someone get murdered (I technically closed my eyes but I was within 10' of a shooting and had bloody clothes). I've also witnessed women given birth, people walking for the first time after a severe medical tragedy, grown ups finally learning how to read and ex-junkies celebrate after years of sobriety. Life is a crazy mother fucker and I never take anything for granted. Tomorrow I might lose my home, my wife might get raped and murdered and my family might die in a tragic accident so I love everyone as strongly as I can and, as faggy as it sounds, cherish everything as much as possible.
It's my aim to go through life being that nice, funny fucker who brought smiles to faces, gave out good advices and never made anyone feel hurt mentally or physically. I can't save the world but the direct lives that I interact with, I hope to have left a positive memory and maybe something else that will help that person. There's enough bullshit in this world and I make sure not to add to people's bullshit. I have no right to fuck around negatively with the lives of others. Only on the internet am I going to razz people the way I sometimes do, but that comes with the territory. You need to have thick skin and humongous, intimidating testicles to roam around on a site like Getbig and what I do helps to build character. If people crumble when I make fun of them, they need to toughen up. In real life I'm a bit more forgiving, but on the internet you need to expect that the next hyperlink you click has scatporn or male-on-male ass fucking action or something equally disturbing.
/faggyness
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Growing up poor as absolute fuck really humbled me. Couldn't afford more than a pair of boxers and wore the same clothes for years. I used to stay home from school when my clothes stunk and I didn't have anything else to wear. People might ask why I never just washed those clothes and it was because we hardly even had enough fucking laundry detergent to go around.
My parents never had enough money to feed my brothers and I so I just never ate. My mom was an anorexic and didn't eat much so her guilt about eating probably rubbed off on me and I felt like I was taking away from my younger brothers. Developed a public phobia with eating because we couldn't afford good food and I still have problems eating at work. I'm like a fucking Iron Chef now and people always wait to see what I'm going to eat at work and sometimes I start to sweat over it. But it's all good now because I've got nothing to be embarrassed about. Hell, people beg me to bring them a lunch too and have even offered to pay, but stuff like that sticks with you.
I graduated at around 105lbs at a height of 5'8". Part of it was because I got braces but I was only 115lbs before the braces. A stroke of luck occurred when my dad scored a huge insurance settlement from a motorcycle accident. And I imagine he had a lot of guilt and shame so we went to the orthdontist, he slammed down $10,000 in cash and told them to fix his boy's teeth. I had canines that didn't come in properly and a lot of crowding so I also grew up never smiling. I was the funniest kid at school but never dared to crack a smile for fear people would see my teeth. I got bugged once in elementary school when they came in and that was the last day I smiled until I got braces, I shit you not. No one ever questioned me. I was just the hard ass who was the one who belted out jokes but never laughed at one.
Now I'm only 25 with a brand new house and a wife that's on her way to being a nurse with no student debts, so I'm doing well financially. But money is something that has taught me a lot of very valuable lessons. You can have all the money in the world one day or no money the next. I try to not let it control me but make sure I've also got enough to let myself and my wife live comfortably and without fear. Money was the root cause of a lot of misery for me growing up, but without that miserable environment I never would have had the opportunity to grow. If I was born into money I wouldn't have learned all those hard lessons and saw all the negative stuff in the world that now helps to illustrate how beautiful life can be. Now I've got perfect teeth too and I smile all the time. I've got a physique that everyone is envious about but I don't walk around like a pompous ass. I help people that aren't satisfied with their bodies and help them to feel comfortable while they work towards their goals. Other douches always laughed when I went to them for advices, and now those phaggots don't make any more progress and come to ME for advices.
If some 30 year old fucker at McDonalds feels bad when I come in there wearing nice clothes or whatever I shoot the shit and say something to lighten the atmosphere. I'm no better than him. He might have lost a very successful company in a bad business transaction. Or he might have been a "loser" his entire life who never amounted to anything but has a wife and kids who adore him more than anyone else in the world for sucking it up and working overtime at a fast food joint that's the butt of millions of jokes. I don't fucking judge. If someone gives me a thimble of respect I'll give him all the rest I possibly can without self sacrifice. If it's within my power I'll bend over backwards for just about anyone as long as it's no detriment to my own health and well being. I've met a lot of miserable and seedy fuckers, as well as very kind and compassionate ones. I've changed so much physically and mentally in my short time on this earth and I'm very humble because of what I've learned first hand.
I've seen rape, torture and even saw someone get murdered (I technically closed my eyes but I was within 10' of a shooting and had bloody clothes). I've also witnessed women given birth, people walking for the first time after a severe medical tragedy, grown ups finally learning how to read and ex-junkies celebrate after years of sobriety. Life is a crazy mother fucker and I never take anything for granted. Tomorrow I might lose my home, my wife might get raped and murdered and my family might die in a tragic accident so I love everyone as strongly as I can and, as faggy as it sounds, cherish everything as much as possible.
It's my aim to go through life being that nice, funny fucker who brought smiles to faces, gave out good advices and never made anyone feel hurt mentally or physically. I can't save the world but the direct lives that I interact with, I hope to have left a positive memory and maybe something else that will help that person. There's enough bullshit in this world and I make sure not to add to people's bullshit. I have no right to fuck around negatively with the lives of others. Only on the internet am I going to razz people the way I sometimes do, but that comes with the territory. You need to have thick skin and humongous, intimidating testicles to roam around on a site like Getbig and what I do helps to build character. If people crumble when I make fun of them, they need to toughen up. In real life I'm a bit more forgiving, but on the internet you need to expect that the next hyperlink you click has scatporn or male-on-male ass fucking action or something equally disturbing.
/faggyness
Wow man.
Inspirational post. And i mean that.
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Wow man.
Inspirational post. And i mean that.
You actually read all that?? LOL, faaaagggoooottt!!! ;D
jk. I hope it was inspirational. It's nothing to write home about because millions out there have done a lot more with a lot shittier. That's what I always remind myself... if some little bitch can do more with less, I've gotta try harder. Plus I have to impress all my homies on Getbig too so I can never slack off. 8)
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Growing up poor as absolute fuck really humbled me. Couldn't afford more than a pair of boxers and wore the same clothes for years. I used to stay home from school when my clothes stunk and I didn't have anything else to wear. People might ask why I never just washed those clothes and it was because we hardly even had enough fucking laundry detergent to go around.
My parents never had enough money to feed my brothers and I so I just never ate. My mom was an anorexic and didn't eat much so her guilt about eating probably rubbed off on me and I felt like I was taking away from my younger brothers. Developed a public phobia with eating because we couldn't afford good food and I still have problems eating at work. I'm like a fucking Iron Chef now and people always wait to see what I'm going to eat at work and sometimes I start to sweat over it. But it's all good now because I've got nothing to be embarrassed about. Hell, people beg me to bring them a lunch too and have even offered to pay, but stuff like that sticks with you.
I graduated at around 105lbs at a height of 5'8". Part of it was because I got braces but I was only 115lbs before the braces. A stroke of luck occurred when my dad scored a huge insurance settlement from a motorcycle accident. And I imagine he had a lot of guilt and shame so we went to the orthdontist, he slammed down $10,000 in cash and told them to fix his boy's teeth. I had canines that didn't come in properly and a lot of crowding so I also grew up never smiling. I was the funniest kid at school but never dared to crack a smile for fear people would see my teeth. I got bugged once in elementary school when they came in and that was the last day I smiled until I got braces, I shit you not. No one ever questioned me. I was just the hard ass who was the one who belted out jokes but never laughed at one.
Now I'm only 25 with a brand new house and a wife that's on her way to being a nurse with no student debts, so I'm doing well financially. But money is something that has taught me a lot of very valuable lessons. You can have all the money in the world one day or no money the next. I try to not let it control me but make sure I've also got enough to let myself and my wife live comfortably and without fear. Money was the root cause of a lot of misery for me growing up, but without that miserable environment I never would have had the opportunity to grow. If I was born into money I wouldn't have learned all those hard lessons and saw all the negative stuff in the world that now helps to illustrate how beautiful life can be. Now I've got perfect teeth too and I smile all the time. I've got a physique that everyone is envious about but I don't walk around like a pompous ass. I help people that aren't satisfied with their bodies and help them to feel comfortable while they work towards their goals. Other douches always laughed when I went to them for advices, and now those phaggots don't make any more progress and come to ME for advices.
If some 30 year old fucker at McDonalds feels bad when I come in there wearing nice clothes or whatever I shoot the shit and say something to lighten the atmosphere. I'm no better than him. He might have lost a very successful company in a bad business transaction. Or he might have been a "loser" his entire life who never amounted to anything but has a wife and kids who adore him more than anyone else in the world for sucking it up and working overtime at a fast food joint that's the butt of millions of jokes. I don't fucking judge. If someone gives me a thimble of respect I'll give him all the rest I possibly can without self sacrifice. If it's within my power I'll bend over backwards for just about anyone as long as it's no detriment to my own health and well being. I've met a lot of miserable and seedy fuckers, as well as very kind and compassionate ones. I've changed so much physically and mentally in my short time on this earth and I'm very humble because of what I've learned first hand.
I've seen rape, torture and even saw someone get murdered (I technically closed my eyes but I was within 10' of a shooting and had bloody clothes). I've also witnessed women given birth, people walking for the first time after a severe medical tragedy, grown ups finally learning how to read and ex-junkies celebrate after years of sobriety. Life is a crazy mother fucker and I never take anything for granted. Tomorrow I might lose my home, my wife might get raped and murdered and my family might die in a tragic accident so I love everyone as strongly as I can and, as faggy as it sounds, cherish everything as much as possible.
It's my aim to go through life being that nice, funny fucker who brought smiles to faces, gave out good advices and never made anyone feel hurt mentally or physically. I can't save the world but the direct lives that I interact with, I hope to have left a positive memory and maybe something else that will help that person. There's enough bullshit in this world and I make sure not to add to people's bullshit. I have no right to fuck around negatively with the lives of others. Only on the internet am I going to razz people the way I sometimes do, but that comes with the territory. You need to have thick skin and humongous, intimidating testicles to roam around on a site like Getbig and what I do helps to build character. If people crumble when I make fun of them, they need to toughen up. In real life I'm a bit more forgiving, but on the internet you need to expect that the next hyperlink you click has scatporn or male-on-male ass fucking action or something equally disturbing.
/faggyness
great post man, you had a rough life but you ended up a cool guy 8)
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great post man, you had a rough life but you ended up a cool #### 8)
Thanks, neega!
My trick is that I just pretend that I'm a cool brown version of my pussy slaying brother-man Stavios and everything works out perfectly. 8)
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do you treat her with respect now? or now that the scare is gone, your back to being rude and mean with her?
Definitely treat her with respect now cause I don't see her but once a year or so
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do you treat her with respect now? or now that the scare is gone, your back to being rude and mean with her?
Definitely treat her with respect now....also comes with maturity. Your alot more mature at 19 then you are at 17. I don't see her but once a year or so now days..
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Turns out Getbig is filled with human beings. Great thread, no question, but lets not make a habit of it, you fags.
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You actually read all that?? LOL, faaaagggoooottt!!! ;D
jk. I hope it was inspirational. It's nothing to write home about because millions out there have done a lot more with a lot shittier. That's what I always remind myself... if some little bitch can do more with less, I've gotta try harder. Plus I have to impress all my homies on Getbig too so I can never slack off. 8)
Yea, I'm one of the few that can actually handle reading more than three sentences :)
Reading about how you grew up dirty, with no money and a skelator physique made me REALLY appreciate my cushy upbringing.
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Yea, I'm one of the few that can actually handle reading more than three sentences :)
Reading about how you grew up dirty, with no money and a skelator physique made me REALLY appreciate my cushy upbringing.
Hey! Skeletor? Fuck, man... that's the shit I had to put up with hahaha jk ;D
But I prefer "Thai Lady boy" to be honest. I show you good time, big boi!
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Hey! Skeletor? Fuck, man... that's the shit I had to put up with hahaha jk ;D
But I prefer "Thai Lady boy" to be honest. I show you good time, big boi!
LB- I was thinking The "Asian Anorexic" but thats harsh ;D
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Growing up poor as absolute fuck really humbled me. Couldn't afford more than a pair of boxers and wore the same clothes for years. I used to stay home from school when my clothes stunk and I didn't have anything else to wear. People might ask why I never just washed those clothes and it was because we hardly even had enough fucking laundry detergent to go around.
My parents never had enough money to feed my brothers and I so I just never ate. My mom was an anorexic and didn't eat much so her guilt about eating probably rubbed off on me and I felt like I was taking away from my younger brothers. Developed a public phobia with eating because we couldn't afford good food and I still have problems eating at work. I'm like a fucking Iron Chef now and people always wait to see what I'm going to eat at work and sometimes I start to sweat over it. But it's all good now because I've got nothing to be embarrassed about. Hell, people beg me to bring them a lunch too and have even offered to pay, but stuff like that sticks with you.
I graduated at around 105lbs at a height of 5'8". Part of it was because I got braces but I was only 115lbs before the braces. A stroke of luck occurred when my dad scored a huge insurance settlement from a motorcycle accident. And I imagine he had a lot of guilt and shame so we went to the orthdontist, he slammed down $10,000 in cash and told them to fix his boy's teeth. I had canines that didn't come in properly and a lot of crowding so I also grew up never smiling. I was the funniest kid at school but never dared to crack a smile for fear people would see my teeth. I got bugged once in elementary school when they came in and that was the last day I smiled until I got braces, I shit you not. No one ever questioned me. I was just the hard ass who was the one who belted out jokes but never laughed at one.
Now I'm only 25 with a brand new house and a wife that's on her way to being a nurse with no student debts, so I'm doing well financially. But money is something that has taught me a lot of very valuable lessons. You can have all the money in the world one day or no money the next. I try to not let it control me but make sure I've also got enough to let myself and my wife live comfortably and without fear. Money was the root cause of a lot of misery for me growing up, but without that miserable environment I never would have had the opportunity to grow. If I was born into money I wouldn't have learned all those hard lessons and saw all the negative stuff in the world that now helps to illustrate how beautiful life can be. Now I've got perfect teeth too and I smile all the time. I've got a physique that everyone is envious about but I don't walk around like a pompous ass. I help people that aren't satisfied with their bodies and help them to feel comfortable while they work towards their goals. Other douches always laughed when I went to them for advices, and now those phaggots don't make any more progress and come to ME for advices.
If some 30 year old fucker at McDonalds feels bad when I come in there wearing nice clothes or whatever I shoot the shit and say something to lighten the atmosphere. I'm no better than him. He might have lost a very successful company in a bad business transaction. Or he might have been a "loser" his entire life who never amounted to anything but has a wife and kids who adore him more than anyone else in the world for sucking it up and working overtime at a fast food joint that's the butt of millions of jokes. I don't fucking judge. If someone gives me a thimble of respect I'll give him all the rest I possibly can without self sacrifice. If it's within my power I'll bend over backwards for just about anyone as long as it's no detriment to my own health and well being. I've met a lot of miserable and seedy fuckers, as well as very kind and compassionate ones. I've changed so much physically and mentally in my short time on this earth and I'm very humble because of what I've learned first hand.
I've seen rape, torture and even saw someone get murdered (I technically closed my eyes but I was within 10' of a shooting and had bloody clothes). I've also witnessed women given birth, people walking for the first time after a severe medical tragedy, grown ups finally learning how to read and ex-junkies celebrate after years of sobriety. Life is a crazy mother fucker and I never take anything for granted. Tomorrow I might lose my home, my wife might get raped and murdered and my family might die in a tragic accident so I love everyone as strongly as I can and, as faggy as it sounds, cherish everything as much as possible.
It's my aim to go through life being that nice, funny fucker who brought smiles to faces, gave out good advices and never made anyone feel hurt mentally or physically. I can't save the world but the direct lives that I interact with, I hope to have left a positive memory and maybe something else that will help that person. There's enough bullshit in this world and I make sure not to add to people's bullshit. I have no right to fuck around negatively with the lives of others. Only on the internet am I going to razz people the way I sometimes do, but that comes with the territory. You need to have thick skin and humongous, intimidating testicles to roam around on a site like Getbig and what I do helps to build character. If people crumble when I make fun of them, they need to toughen up. In real life I'm a bit more forgiving, but on the internet you need to expect that the next hyperlink you click has scatporn or male-on-male ass fucking action or something equally disturbing.
/faggyness
Good post man.............and nowadays you fly around in a private jet........only in America! ;)
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LB- I was thinking The "Asian Anorexic" but thats harsh ;D
lol I know man, it was some tough times! Tough times but ones to endure and learn from.
It's one thing to be a decent person with a decent upbringing and get yourself a little ahead. But I take a little bit of satisfaction knowing that my contrast between then and now is so big. The bigger the contrast the more you appreciate shit. I wouldn't change any of that for the world either.
Good post man.............and nowadays you fly around in a private jet........only in America! ;)
Fuck yeah! But I live in Canada. I've got penthouses and mansions in the US too though. I know, it's very confusing sometimes for me too.
The problems of 1% billionaires, eh? 8)
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lol I know man, it was some tough times! Tough times but ones to endure and learn from.
It's one thing to be a decent person with a decent upbringing and get yourself a little ahead. But I take a little bit of satisfaction knowing that my contrast between then and now is so big. The bigger the contrast the more you appreciate shit. I wouldn't change any of that for the world either.
Fuck yeah! But I live in Canada. I've got penthouses and mansions in the US too though. I know, it's very confusing sometimes for me too.
The problems of 1% billionaires, eh? 8)
Right on.
Reading your saga made me appreciate my pussy/easy child hood. You SHOULD be fucking proud of your self my man.
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Fuck yeah! But I live in Canada. I've got penthouses and mansions in the US too though. I know, it's very confusing sometimes for me too.
The problems of 1% billionaires, eh? 8)
what do you do now if you dont mind me asking?
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to me everyday is a humbling experience
my bad luck has been going on for years, at this point i believe god hates me. maybe for something i did in the past life, but in the past decade nothing has really gone my way. i have been fucked on so many levels that i have lost a lot of faith in things
i've really come to expect the worst in all situations now
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to me everyday is a humbling experience
my bad luck has been going on for years, at this point i believe god hates me. maybe for something i did in the past life, but in the past decade nothing has really gone my way. i have been fucked on so many levels that i have lost a lot of faith in things
i've really come to expect the worst in all situations now
My mother had always been a saboteur in my life...starting since I was a toddler...It was hard to keep my feelings of anger towards her to my self when she began to get invalid and it fell to me to watch over her because my brother and sister estranged themselves from her...After she died I am beginning to forget how frail she was the last years and I find myself getting bitter and angry over the way she treated me when she had her health...This coupled with two layoffs in four years really grind my gears...I am at the end of my financial rope...
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My mother had always been a saboteur in my life...starting since I was a toddler...It was hard to keep my feelings of anger towards her to my self when she began to get invalid and it fell to me to watch over her because my brother and sister estranged themselves from her...After she died I am beginning to forget how frail she was the last years and I find myself getting bitter and angry over the way she treated me when she had her health...This coupled with two layoffs in four years really grind my gears...I am at the end of my financial rope...
layoffs and saboteurs are quite depressing indeed
the economy is just fucking everything up, on my end too man
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Your mom when she told me that your dad had aids (mid anal with no sleeve)
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I agree with the being laid off and finances. It really made me humble and appreciate the job I have. I won't bitch about the commute (hey I knew it when I took it).
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Nothing.
Life is a cruel joke that inevitably ends and in the grand scheme of things you are one creature on one of the billions of planets who lived for 80 years, so it doesn't matter. Being humble is for naive people who think that some "values" will prevent them from eventually dying and having all of traces of their existence destroyed when sun blows out and destroys our solar system.
There are no lessons to be learnt, just have some fun until you die in excruciating pain.
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An experience that really humbled me, was when I went to Thailand on 3 week holiday with friends, This was just after the 2004 Tsunami that killed more than 230 000 people. I'd booked my holiday before it happened and decided to go anyway. Had and awesome time it really is an amazing wild place. The last week I stayed at a hotel right on Phuket beach. The devastating reality of the Tsunami was still very evident in Phuket …debris and boats up in the forest, smashed concrete etc.. people had placed crosses on the beach. But just seeing how positive the people where after all that had happened to them was really just humbling to me.
I got a scary taste of how frightening it must have been… on the last night I was fast asleep and I heard this loud banging and shouting at my door, then three member of our tour group burst into my room saying “get your passport! There’s another Tsunami!” I thought they were joking, but then I saw their faces and the girls where hysterical… Fuck my heart was in my throat and I was wide awake! :0 You could sense the sheer panic in the air …My passport was at the scooter shop. I rushed downstairs, got on the scooter and sped along Phuket beach front, Which is literally 40 feet from the ocean where 100’s of people drowned a few weeks back. Aside from the light on the bike It was pitch black and I could see for shit. siren going off, cars screaming around people running carrying chickens etc. it was mayhem!
Anyway to cut a long story short. We all got to safety and waited on the hill at a restaurant with the rest of the town, till about 3am. The police eventually told us it was safe to return. The impact of the .7 quake (aftershock from the original tsunami quake) had gone south and taken out some other islands.
Very humbling experience! All I could think of was my family and friends… when it comes down to it nothing else really matters.
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An experience that really humbled me, was when I went to Thailand on 3 week holiday with friends, This was just after the 2004 Tsunami that killed more than 230 000 people. I'd booked my holiday before it happened and decided to go anyway. Had and awesome time it really is an amazing wild place. The last week I stayed at a hotel right on Phuket beach. The devastating reality of the Tsunami was still very evident in Phuket …debris and boats up in the forest, smashed concrete etc.. people had placed crosses on the beach. But just seeing how positive the people where after all that had happened to them was really just humbling to me.
I got a scary taste of how frightening it must have been… on the last night I was fast asleep and I heard this loud banging and shouting at my door, then three member of our tour group burst into my room saying “get your passport! There’s another Tsunami!” I thought they were joking, but then I saw their faces and the girls where hysterical… Fuck my heart was in my throat and I was wide awake! :0 You could sense the sheer panic in the air …My passport was at the scooter shop. I rushed downstairs, got on the scooter and sped along Phuket beach front, Which is literally 40 feet from the ocean where 100’s of people drowned a few weeks back. Aside from the light on the bike It was pitch black and I could see for shit. siren going off, cars screaming around people running carrying chickens etc. it was mayhem!
Anyway to cut a long story short. We all got to safety and waited on the hill at a restaurant with the rest of the town, till about 3am. The police eventually told us it was safe to return. The impact of the .7 quake (aftershock from the original tsunami quake) had gone south and taken out some other islands.
Very humbling experience! All I could think of was my family and friends… when it comes down to it nothing else really matters.
A true getbigger would have done at least 3 sets of pushups in case they were on CNN
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A true getbigger would have done at least 3 sets of pushups in case they were on CNN
;D True that. There was so much adrenaline pumping through my veins I should've taken advantage, & at least attempted a one arm pullup on the door frame!
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Whats the one thing that happened to you which made you a much better/humble person in life?
Major career setback that took a long time to overcome.
NN
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Major career setback that took a long time to overcome.
NN
throat infection?
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Growing up poor as absolute fuck really humbled me. ....
Thanks for sharing- I get a lot of inspiration from reading about people like you, who have overcome major adversity.
NN
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Thanks for sharing- I get a lot of inspiration from reading about people like you, who have overcome major adversity.
NN
Are you saying that dustin is still as poor as a black man with no lyrics?
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throat infection?
I had a PhD project that I had to abandon and at that time it was very important for me to complete it. It had major consequences. Years later I completed my PhD...
NN
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what do you do now if you dont mind me asking?
On Getbig, billionare CEO.
In real life, can't say. Some employees and supervisors know that I post here and suggested I don't reveal any more than I have already. I'm just a peon there. While my wages aren't outstanding the company I work for compensates employees extremely well and I'm very appreciative. They provide a lot of short and long term benefits like amazing extended health coverage, they match stocks and give out stock options, RRSPs and stuff like that. I might be working from home in a few months which would be fantastic too. Save half a grand in travel expenses and vehicle maintenance each month, plus I'd get to write off part of my utilities. I've already setup an office and have a flatscreen mounted just above my work station. I'll have 4 computer monitors (two for work, two for pleasure lol) so that would be really interesting.
I also have two modest rental properties and a couple of exchange students living with me (they're cool as fucking shit!) so that alone covers my mortgage and utilities. I'm seriously thinking of maybe going back to school to become a registered nurse, getting a business degree or just winging it and starting a business without formal education. I'm in a financial position where I can explore different career paths so I've been doing lots of networking. The best jobs are in the informal job market and I've gotten a lot of job offers ranging from things like doing SEO and things in the IT industry, but I might want to start training and mentoring more clients which I've been doing off and on. Easy money, I can slack or commit as much as I'd like and I feel good actually helping real people instead of getting someone else rich.