No.305223
I've always hated reaching out to people about my issues. I don't completely understand myself and why I do things. Others will take advantage of this to try and indoctrinate me when I am vulnerable. For those who would truly sympathise with me, there is no point. I'm the only one that can fix myself, and will continue to rot away until I can figure out how to approach my problems.
No.305235
Randomly felt the urge to look up my old high school friend's youtube account. The last uploads were from right around 16 years ago, right around the time we graduated. The videos were our shitty attempts at a cooperative "let's play". We had around 18 episodes before we stopped. I can't remember if we just got bored or if it's because after graduating we just lost touch and never talked to each other again.
In middle through high school he was my only friend. It's weird to hear his voice again on those old videos. Also weird to hear my own voice, because those videos were the only time in my entire life in which I was brave enough to use my voice on the internet. Before and after that I never used a mic for any reason, and have obviously never put pictures or videos of myself online.
I think we usually would do the recordings in-person at my PC, but I think we also did a few remotely while I screenshared with him through Skype or something. I remember one time we were at my house and we were going to record, but my brother came over to visit my mother, and I was too self-conscious to let us start until my brother left, and so I forced us to sit around quietly for two or three hours.
On one of my old USB drives from high school I actually still have a backup of the emulator, rom, and savefiles from when we were doing that LP. Sometimes I wonder what would happen if I suddenly contacted him and, after reminiscing, brought up the silly idea of suddenly starting the LP back up again. Like, what if there was suddenly "PART19" uploaded 16 years later, and we'd just make some joke about coming back from a bathroom break and just resumed playing as if nothing happened.
But, even if I wanted to go through with that, I don't know how to contact him or anyone really, as I have no social media. I'm pretty sure, however, that he still lives in his home from our high school days, like I do. I'm pretty sure he's unemployed, like myself. I guess I could just drive 10 minutes to his house and knock, but I don't have the social guts to do something like that.
I guess I could write a letter. Imagine doing THAT!
No.305236
Troonery has left such a deep wound on the nerd psyche that I don't think it will ever heal. So many things coincided for it to happen….what's opposite of serendipity?
No.305237
>>305236>So many things coincided for it to happenCohencided*. It was by design.
No.305249
>>305236Never trust a jew. Troonery is saint in comparison to the evils they are yet to unleash.