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America, Bad, and Be Like: Lou Ohio I need to get my life off my chest. About me. I'm a 46 year old banker and I have been living my whole life the opposite of how I wanted. All my dreams, my passion, gone. In a steady 9-7 job. 6 days a week. For 26 years. I repeatedly chose the safe path for everything, which eventually changed who I was. Today I found out my wife has been cheating on me for the last 10 years. My son feels nothing for me. I realised I missed my father's funeral FOR NOTHING. I didn't complete my novel, travelling the world, helping the homeless. All these things I thought I knew to be a certainty about myself when i was in my late teens and early twenties. If my younger self had met me today, I would have punched myself in the face. I'll get to how those dreams were crushed soon. Let's start with a description of me when I was 20. It seemed only yesterday when I was sure I was going to change the world. People loved me, and I loved people. I was innovative, creative, spontaneous, risk taking and great with people. I had two dreams. The first, was writing a utopic/dystopic book. The second, was travelling the world and helping the poor and homeless. I had been dating my wife for four years by then. Young love. She loved my spontaneity, my energy, my ability to make people laugh and feel loved. I knew my book was going to change the world I would show the perspective of the 'bad' and the twisted', showing my viewers that everybody thinks differently, that people never think what the do is wrong. I was 70 pages through when i was 20.I am still 70 pages in, at 46. By 20, I had backpacking around New Zealand and the Philippines. I planned to do all of Asia, then Europe, then America To date, I have only been to New Zealand and the Philippines. Now, we get to where it all went wrong. My biggest regrets. I was 20. I was the only child. I needed to be stable. I needed to take that graduate job, which would dictate my whole life. To devote my entire life in a 9-7 job. What was I thinking? How could I live when the job was my life? After coming home, I would eat dinner, prepare my work for the following day, and sleep at 10pm, to wake up at 6am the following day God, I can't remember the last time I've made love to my wife Yesterday, my wife admitted to cheating on me for the last 10 years. 10 years. That seems like a long time, but i can't comprehend it. It doesn't even hurt. She says it's because I've changed. I'm not the person l was. What have I been doing in the last 10 years? Outside of work, I really can't say anything. Not being a proper husband. Not being ME. Who am 1? What happened to me? I didn't even ask for a divorce, or yell at her, or cry. I felt NOTHING. Now I can feel a tear asl write this. But not because my wife has been cheating on me, but because I am now realising I have been dying inside. What happened to that fun-loving, risk taking, energetic person that was me, hungering to change the world? I remember being asked on a date by the most popular girl in the school, but declining her for my now-wife. God, I was really popular with the girls in high school. In university/college too. But i stayed loyal. I didn't explore. I studied every day Remember all that backpacking and book-writingI told you about? That was all in the first few years of college. I worked part-time and splurged all that I had earned. Now, I save every penny. I don't remember a time I spend anything on anything fun. On anything for myself. What do I even want now? My father passed ten years ago. I remember getting calls from mom, telling me he was getting sicker and sicker. I was getting busier and busier, on the verge of a big promotion. I kept putting my visit off, hoping in my mind he would hold on. He died, and I got my promotion. I haven't seen him in 15 years. When he died, I told myself it didn't matter what I didn't see him. I rationalized that being dead, it wouldn't matter anyway. WHAT WAS I THINKING? Rationalizing everything, making excuses to put things off. Excuses Procrastination. It all leads to one thing, nothing. I rationalized that financial security was the most important thingInow know, that it definitely is not. I regret doing nothing with my energy, when I had it. My passions. My youth. I regret letting my job take over my life. I regret being an awful husband, a money- making machine. I regret not finishing my novel, not travelling the world. Not being emotionally there for my son. Being a damn emotionless wallet. If you're reading this, and you have a whole life ahead of you, please. Don't procrastinate. Don't leave your dreams for later. Relish in your energy, your passions. Don't stay on the internet with all your spare time (unless your passion needs it). Please, do something with your life while you're young. DO NOT settle down at 20. DO NOT forget your friends, your family Yourself. Do NOT waste your life. Your ambitions. Like I did mine. Do not be like me srsfunny: A Sad But Common Story

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Comfortable, Driving, and Target: Mon @monschleichs Whenever people tailgate me when I'm going 40 in a 35 l always purposely slow down because it's like l gave you an extra 5 and you didn't appreciate it so now you get nothing tempestaurora: returnsandreturns: slowdissolve: firebirdeternal: thelightofthingshopedfor: whitepeopletwitter: She has a point There are two situations in which I make extremely sure I’m going precisely at or below the speed limit: I see a cop Some asshole is tailgating me This is both spiteful AND practical, because you can’t control whether or not they give you a safe following distance for the speed you’re travelling, but you CAN reduce the speed you both have to travel, having the triple benefit of A) increasing the likelihood that they’ll have enough time to stop without rear-ending you. B) lowering the speed of any possible collision and thus the severity and C) Pissing the fucker the fuck off. I feel so valid now i live in the south and i also do that anytime there’s a truck with confederate flags behind me  gotta do ten under the speed limit because safety my driving instructor told me that you should absolutely be doing this if some asshole is in your boot, though. because a) they shouldn’t be leaving such a small space between you guys anyway, and they need to learn better, b) you should not be going faster than you’re comfortable or faster than the speed limit because someone else is pressuring you, and c) if you get rear-ended, it’s always the person behind’s fault! if they crash into you, you will not be blamed! and its them who has to pay out
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9/11, Beautiful, and Creepy: Marilia Savvides @MariliaSavvides Suivre Was on a train from Cambridge earlier. Two young girls with beautiful face paint walked into my carriage and sat down about half an hour into the journey. /A couple of mins later this man walked in and sat next to them even though the carriage was empty with plenty of empty seats Traduire le Tweet 23:53-10 juin 2018 Marilia Savvides MariliaSavvides 12 h Immediately my brain went "red flag" so I moved to an empty single seat next to them. He proceeded to talk at them for ages. Girls visibly uncomfortable. He was in his 50s. Telling all kinds of weird stories, interrupting these kids, askinig them what they're doing etc Traduire le Tweet 09 187 2,1 k Marilia Savvides MariliaSavvides 12 h I'm eavesdropping and I realise he's followed them from another carriage. These girls are being SO polite due to sheer fear and I am livid. When he asks them where they go to uni and they just keep saying London he laughs and says "alright you don't want to tell me, fine" Traduire le Tweet Marilia Savvides MariliaSavvides 12 h Guilt tripping them into telling him details. So l extra politely asked him if it was time for the girls to just hang out and for him to move on. Mate, he TURNED on me so fast. Stood up to his full height and ranted at me for a few minutes Traduire le Tweet 09 187 2,4 k Marilia Savvides @MariliaSavvides 12 h "I'm not some weirdo, I'm a good bloke, I'll call the police on you etc." Friends, not one other person spoke up. I remained extra sweet, which pissed me off so much, because here l am managing a creep's feelings in case he turns violent. Traduire le Tweet Marilia Savvides @MariliaSavvides 12 h He ranted at me for a few minutes, got really aggressive and then eventually left, all the while whining like l'd ruined HIS fucking day because "he's not done anything wrong" and it's "none of my business" Traduire le Tweet 9 11 t 163 24k Marilia Savvides @MariliaSavvides 12 h As soon as he left these girls turned to me and were like THANK YOU we were figuring out how to run. Long story short, predators are master manipulators and prey on young women who are afraid of seeming rude and setting creepy men off. If you see something SAY something Traduire le Tweet Marilia Savvides @MariliaSavvides 12 h Girls and I spent 10mins after having a coffee and a cigarette outside until he cleared out of the station. We're insta friends nowand I'm just SO ANGRY that we live in a world where we're all just navigating men's entitlement and their weird feelings. The end. Traduire le Tweet Marilia Savvides @MariliaSavvides 12 h I obviously also spent 10 mins telling them that it's ok to trust your instincts and not to feel like you're being mean if a dude is trying to make you feel guilty. They owed him NOTHING Traduire le Tweet armitageadoration: maaarine: @MariliaSavvides And men make fun of women for travelling in packs. Sighs. Seriously, if you see this happening and you can speak up…do. If you are unable see if you can find someone who will help.
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