Just wondering
I eventually downloaded the platform pack that let me just pick which bios files i wanted on retroarch but still Im sort of a novice when it comes to powershell use so an answer would be appreciated.
Im gay, i hate how horrifically heteronormative this world is. What I went through growing up is messy and contradictory has labelled me a “bad person” in the world I’m currently sitting in. There’s very little with the morals and principles this world offers that will actually help me. Im such an edge case that I won’t even be heard by marginalized communities that I belong in because my story is so controversial, so broken down by the morals of today. How do “bad” people of history who were later redeemed live a life of comfort? I’m a nobody but I know I’m going through a horribly severe injustice simply because I was born in an era that will never ever ever make any effort to understand my scars because they’re too confusing for most people. I despise this world for what it isn’t. I fantasize about everyone around me burning to utter nothingness. I hate living. How can I be comfortable when I’m so different from everyone??? How can one live like this?
23m here, I stared therapy I wanna say a couple of moths ago (end of 2025). I went through something pretty alienating and honestly taboo (even in this day and age) when I was a kid, so when I spoke to my therapist about it they sort of just went “well you’re fine now”. All they told me is to just speak to people more now even if I do suffer from social anxiety as a result of the things I went through as a kid. Every time I go back to have a session with them I feel like our conversations are light hearted? Which i feel shouldn’t actually be the vibe considering what I’ve disclosed? Idk but it makes me feel like I’m not really progressing or improving. How do I tell my therapist I don’t think their care is adequate?
When I was a kid, I went through something that had severe social consequences. It scarred me pretty horribly and ever since I haven’t really been able to trust anyone at all. I was convinced that the world might see what I’ve suffered and give me validation for endearing such horrible hardships as a kid but im realizing as I’ve grown older and hit adulthood, maybe I’m just a very very VERY different human being than most people. I’ll never really be seen. My trauma, my experiences, they’re taboo. I can’t risk letting people in, not really. It’s such an utterly lonely experience.