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When were the good old days for you?
Thread starterzizzou
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For me it was just a few months ago when my wife was still here. We had active and busy lives but the small things are what I hold dearest. Walking our dogs, cooking together, road trips, shopping for groceries, climbing, watching shows together. Can't believe I had it so good and now it just feels like a dream.
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NoPoint2Life, Forveleth, Greyhawk and 8 others
Had As in every class except gym [being a cripple with an asshole PE teacher will do that...]. I loved school. I had a good-sized circle of friends that I would hang out with, do sleepovers, go to dances.
It was before the worst of my mental health issues showed up; I was in therapy for OCD, but it really helped. My physical health wasn't as bad as now, the cripple thing wasn't too bad yet, I didn't even need a cane or crutches yet [that happened in my 20s].
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NoPoint2Life, NamelessEntity, Forveleth and 4 others
The good old days for me were when I was 4 years old until the age of 16. Back then I had no chronic pain at all. I was active and I often went to mountain hiking. I was in good health. Also in that period my mental health was much better. I suffered from no depression at all during that period. I even managed to have a girlfriend in that period.
Then, when I was 16 (and a half) my depression entered my life and soon after my chronic pain made its ugly entrance too. So here I am, being suicidal for more than 10 years and often begging God to take me. I plan on ctb in a year or two, I cannot live like this no longer.
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NoPoint2Life, NamelessEntity, Forveleth and 3 others
when i got in middle school, i believed elementary school was the good old days.
when i got in high school, i believed middle school was the good old days.
when i got in uni, i believed for a bit that high school was the good old days.
i fantasized about times that were gone countless times, but as ive grown older i realize that this is just blind nostalgia luring my brain into thinking these times were good. i suffered a lot during all of these period of my lives.
it didn't get better. it didn't really get worse either. i just grew more and more tired
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Forveleth, Praestat_Mori and deleted user 137373
Same. Similar experience. Enjoyed it. Lots of friends. Always something to do.
Although one time when drinking I laid on some train tracks. Thought it would be funny if I fell asleep.
Parts of my childhood- but, by no means all of it. Visiting my Nana in the Summer holidays. Even simple stuff like taking the bus or baking biscuits felt magical.
I would say 1999 to 2006. End of high school + university years. It was a time of feeling like anything was possible. Lots of going out, meeting new people, daydreaming about what was to come in life. But also good music, traveling, snogging girls, just having a chill time and feeling optimistic. If I compare it to how drab and lacklustre things are for me now, it's kind of shocking. I haven't adjusted to it all that well if I'm honest. And I know a lot of it's a byproduct of getting older and having to settle for stability, but I do notice all my nostalgia is firmly rooted in those years and I keep thinking back to them.
Before middle school. I was a very sheltered child and the "real world" slammed into me like a truck around 7th/8th grade. I was not ready for people to be mean for no reason. I was not ready to struggle in school. I was not ready to go through an emotional upheaval and have zero support from my parents about it. Up until then, I was the stereotypical naive, happy child. My life-long depression started then and, through therapy, I have realized many of the mental issues I have stemmed from that period in my life.
Never, existence is never good, it's always been so dreadful and futile, I see existence as the problem, I see it as so deeply undesirable to exist in every way, I'll always see existence as a mistake that just causes so much pain and suffering all for the sake of it and problems there were never a need for with no limit as to how much one can be tortured, it'll only be good once I'm unconscious for all eternity and at permanent peace free from all suffering, only non-existence solves everything for me, only non-existence is good for me.
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