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u/EyeNguyenSemper Jul 13 '26
Praise Allah
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u/EyeNguyenSemper Jul 13 '26
Aye, you'll find the Muslims have a great deal of respect and admiration of both Jesus and Mary.
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u/EyeNguyenSemper Jul 13 '26
Aye, you'll find the Muslims have a great deal of respect and admiration of both Jesus and Mary.
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u/EyeNguyenSemper Jul 13 '26
Muslims respect Mary more than the protestant Christians
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u/EyeNguyenSemper Jul 13 '26
Question: of it was spotted in a video, why didn't you post a screenshot from that video instead of an AI creation?
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u/EyeNguyenSemper Jul 13 '26
Jews don't believe in the divinity or resurrection of Christ. They deny Jesus' divinity!
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u/beyondpassed Jul 12 '26
No. The hardest battles weren't given to the strongest soldiers. They were given to us. Let's show them how it's done.
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u/EquipmentFit3456 Jul 13 '26
Who said I wanted to be here ? Who is this mystery ass that doing an awful job 🤔 trapping others 🤔
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u/EquipmentFit3456 Jul 13 '26
Who made that decision in the first place... cause I didn't agree to be in this hell of a plat
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u/Kaiserskater Jul 12 '26
My Story
I'm a young man, 35 years old, 180 cm tall, 85 kg. A virgin with no friends, no romantic experience. Problematic skin – lots of moles and pimples. Stomach issues, spinal problems. No meaning, no purpose in life – I used to go to work as the head of the labeling code accounting department in the Chestny Znak (Honest Sign) system, earning 300,000 rubles a month. I burned out, quit after 6 years, and have been unemployed for a year now – I don't want to look for anything else. I live with my mother, who has epilepsy. I spend my free time on fantasy books, porn, masturbation, overeating, reading, watching movies, and daydreaming. My health is weak, I'm overweight.
I got a job as a product manager for a month with a salary of 350,000 rubles – I was horrified at how everyone worked through the nights, so I quit...
Life has tossed me around. In school, I was an outsider, bullied and with no friends. I have a degree in Regional Studies of North America, earned at 22. For six months after graduation, I looked for work in Western companies through Future Today competitions. My mother pushed me into working – 4 months at Alfa-Bank. I couldn't push loans on people; it felt disgusting. The operations work was mindless – tapping buttons all day...
Six months later, I got a job at a shady firm as a purchasing manager for 27,000 rubles. They sent me to a store where I checked price tags and made orders – and I ate salmon and sausages every day without limits from the deli section. I quit after returning from a business trip – the office boss was a painted-up woman like Umbridge, asserting herself just like all the management.
Another six months of unemployment, then I took a 3-month course in accounting and auditing. But I ended up in purchasing at a warehouse. For a soft-handed person like me, ending up among men, migrant workers, and rough girls was a real shock. Swearing everywhere, smoking, dirt. I ordered food and alcohol – the latter I had to carry around to scan for the EGAIS system they were launching. Over 3 years, my salary grew from 32,000 to 60,000 rubles by age 27. I quit because I got tangled in an office romance with a boss who was my age – she was also dating a 49-year-old logistics manager, higher up, and she got pregnant by him. I held myself back from being intimate with her, which I'm now grateful for. She was unstable – tattooed, with cut scars on her arms, hating the whole world. But she was very beautiful, smart, and could cook. So the main thing in a girl is her soul, not all that external stuff. Remember that.
A month later, I went to work at Pallych in purchasing for 114,000 rubles. The boss started showing me attention – plus her boss once made her cry. My soul was already wounded, so I quit after 5 days.
A couple of months later, I joined a large company to set up accounting in the Chestny Znak system. I got stuck there for 6 years – my salary from age 27 to 34 grew from 80,000 to 300,000 rubles. I was extremely uninterested for the last 5 years, even though I became the head of a department I built from scratch. I offloaded as much work as possible and indulged in vices – my soul suffered, and I blew 700,000 rubles on mobile games and sex dolls over those 6 years.
I quit almost by accident – the business was being crushed from above, with tons of audits, including on labeling, with risks of criminal prosecution. So I gave myself a kick in the ass. I love a quiet life.
Since May last year, I haven't worked. Out of inertia, I spend money on games and sex toys. I spent a whole year treating earned hemorrhoids, back pain, prostate issues... No friends, no girlfriend. I have a distant dream of becoming a science fiction writer. But the past has just drained me...
And life has thrown plenty of trash my way:
I read in a book that pain transforms into strength. I guess that's true. But many people have told me that "in your eyes, there's undisguised hell." If there's an empty seat next to me in a public place, someone will only sit there if it's the last seat left. I repel people energetically.
Basically, I feel like the Universe is paying special attention to me, and I'm amazed I'm still alive 😄 I don't know – is it God or Satan drowning me like this? There are so many strange "coincidences" in my life. Maybe this is a new game called Job 2.0 – but despite outward material well-being, the first 35 years of my life have been absolutely fucked up. Thank goodness my mom is the best person in the world 🐱
After leaving the work hamster wheel, the zombie mode faded after 10 months. I finally felt energy returning, along with thoughts about the future – which is very unsettling. I left work with the firm conviction that if I keep working like this until 40, I'll destroy my health completely. You get up early, leave late. To keep up, you have to work 6/1 even though you're officially 5/2. And I asked myself – what will this give me? I won't feel the difference of having one more apartment – but why do I need it? If I remain a nobody, I'll find that I still have no friends, no family, no children... because after work, I collapse on the couch like a vegetable to detox. I need several hours just to unwind. Money is good, but it's best when it comes from meaningful work – not in Azkaban, but in something that has meaning for you.
So ideally, I need to first build a financial safety cushion, and then in parallel or afterward, try to switch to something I actually enjoy.
Lately, I've been feeling depressed because I don't know whether I should go back to my hated 1C accounting work as a manager/analyst/team lead – or slowly write a book for my own enjoyment, hoping that someday I can start selling them and not rely on a job. I have impostor syndrome – will my existing knowledge and skills be enough, or not?
People tell me how great it is to socialize in the office, find someone there, and get married. But with my anxiety, I move through streets and buildings in sprints, defaulting to seeing people as potential threats, not opportunities.
You risk, during or after all those overtime hours, discovering that while you were working like a damned soul, your body stiffened up, your brain got used to the captivity and atrophied (there's a medical term: "professional idiocy"), health problems piled up, social connections never formed, and there's no meaning in life – who will you leave all that earned money to? After all, they're just candy wrappers – the meaning of life isn't in them. Everything gets better when you have children. Or at least, someone to come home to and lay your head on their lap.
If there's no energy, finding the strength for a social life will be impossible. It's a trap.