what was your low point in life
 

when you knew you really hit rock bottom

for me it happened a year ago when i was hungover and went to church's chicken. it was like biting into a soggy rag but i ate the whole pack.

i never went back again

Some time in 10th grade or so when I went to the movies with my best friend and two girls. His girlfriend was one of the girls.

We get our tickets, get some snacks, go in the theater, sit down. I'd been talking to the other girl on AIM for a month or two, and we'd been hanging out in the same group situation, with my buddy and his girlfriend and the two of us.

Anyhow, at some point she saw another guy in the theater she knew from school, got up, sat with him the rest of the movie. :(

Later that week I discovered he fingered her in the theater.

FUCK YOU ASHLEY YOU FUCKING BITCH.

And ever since then it's been a slow, miserable, upward swing.

my gf in 8th grade got fingered in the theater by some stoner dude. the funny/sad thing is i don't think i even kissed her

i think one thing i can say is i've never eaten at Arby's. so i have that going for me

each passing moment is a new low

You ate a pack of chicken?

but arby's is good.

cashing stolen checks for drug money.

coming to in the backseat of a boy's car.

yeah. pack... box.. whatever you call it. it was about ten pieces and it was awful. but i ate it to the bone and gristle. i never looked at myself the same again

actually scratch all that i ate at godfather's pizza once

Inviting yo soy el mejor into the backseat of my car. :/

This time last year I was planning to kill myself by jumping off of my friend's apartment balcony after attending a Radiohead concert. I really thought I was going to until I got to the balcony.

was this in denton when you let christine in the front-seat to drive your car? kekeke

how can this even work?

On one hand, it's worth it just to know how much better real food tastes by comparison.

On the other hand, you don't have to stick your dick in a wall socket to know it's not going to be a good time.

go to arbys and get curly fries and then walk away. forever.

I was shoplifting food from safeway, then one day I got caught. They told me to never come in the store again and let me go.

it was my grandmother, her statements went to my mom and rarely even got opened. eventually i told my mom what i did, a few months later. lucky for me she didn't press charges. but yeah, it can't really work. you'll get caught no doubt. just a matter of needing a fix and getting one. i also got lucky no one in the bank or check cashing places i went to caught on. i did this 4-5 times or so

I unfortunately have no idea what this means. :( I can't drive, no car for me.

serious answer: I was madly in love with the girl I dated senior year of high school. she dumped me at the end of the summer before college and moved to costa rica. I got real depressed but then after about a month she starts IMing me telling me how unhappy she is without me, she loves me and misses me and can't wait to see me when she comes home for Christmas. the hope keeps me going. she gets home and I go to the airport to pick her up. when I try to be lovey with her she acts all taken aback, tells me I must have misunderstood and she feels like she never implied that we would be getting back together. fuck my life. over the next few weeks I try to save face and attempt to be her friend in secret desperate hope she will change her mind if I act like I have my shit together. instead she decides it prudent to tell me (since we're just friends now) about all the guys she's fucked. then I lost my mind

shenanigans answer:
be 18
be at house party
not intending to drink
girlfriend tells me to have fun and drink
never really binge drank before
recollection is fuzzy after that
wake up in a dryer because another guy is trying to climb in after me
too drunk to go home
girlfriend has to pick me up in the morning and drive me home, she is very angry

I guess most of the worst things that have ever happened to me involved that chick












:think:

i'm trying to think of a serious low point but can't ... so many

I had arbys once.

Once.

Another lowlight, but not a defining low point:


Following a night of drinking in college, I woke up with blood all over my shirt and pants, a bandage in my head, and absolutely no idea how any of it got there.

Later I would find out I told a good friend I was having late night AIM convos with his girlfriend, which was true, and then went on to tell him how much better I would be for her due to my larger penis, which is just conjecture. Supposedly I fell down backwards while walking up some wooden steps and cut my ear open. Nobody remembers, which is fishy.

The aftermath was I couldn't eat anything for a couple days without throwing it up. Apparently I puked Jäger all over the living room as well.

Went to class two days later in the same blood stained clothing still feeling drunk and dead.

i don't consider it a low point but speaking of drunken college stories my favorite was when i used to live on a hill full of sorority houses. one of the houses was turned into a guy's dorm for some reason and that's where i stayed.

back then i was a total lightweight so whenever i got drunk with my dorm mates some fucked up shit would always go down. but one night i got completely ripped and spraypainted giant dicks across the sorority house across from us. then somebody dared me to move the Alphi Kai Whatthefuckever stone statue down the hill so i went to pick it up but it was way more heavy than i anticipated so i fell down and crashed through the window of the house and was bleeding everywhere. i ran out before anybody saw me i guess

miraculously they never found out who did it. i was paranoid as fuck the following days when campus cops put that entire section on lockdown, was sure i was toast

Now that's fucking terrifying.

Some dickhead probably would've ratted me out if I did something like that... :( So you got away with it?

yeah. what's even more miraculous is those guys would always rat me out on our drunken pranks but they kept their mouth shut on that for some reason

i actually ran into one of those guys the other day.. he was a cashier at gamestop. he didn't recognize me so i was fucking with him about it... "do you know anything about the night of june 2002 blahblah" he was really freaked out. i told him jk it's me... then i asked him what was he doing being a cashier at gamestop and he told me he was still going to school there and i was like :erm:

the sequence of events here is confusing, but I suspect they are confusing for you as well

that is amazing, kudos.


there was a guy at my school who spray painted dicks on everything. someone ratted him out and he was expelled with extreme prejudice

i probably should've clarified the statue was next to the window. i picked up thinking it was like 50 lbs lighter than it really was and i wobbled around a bit and CRASH

i'd like to say oh man i was crazy back then but within the last month we had a meeting at work about dicks i drew on the calender and me and my lady friend got drunk and stole a santa statue. i'll probably be doing this in my 40s too

when i joined this board.

this is a low point, but in a different way:

when i was with my extremely abusive boyfriend, he used to threaten to kill me and/or myself basically daily (started after a year or so of living with him). i was so distraught and it was so traumatic, and one day after he threatened my i literally begged him to kill me. he just beat me up though, and laughed a lot.

i've mentioned this before, but part of me thinks he did kill me and the rest of this is all some kind of dying hallucination or dream or something

I was pretty convinced for a couple weeks after my worst suicide attempt that I couldn't have possibly survived and maybe I was going through that but then it was like no that's stupid and shouldn't dying hallucinations be more pleasant than a goddamn metal hospital

Who knows where to buy smack in Las Vegas

METAL HOSPITAL FUCK YEAH :rockon: TEH MOTHERFUCKIN DAVSTER :rockon:

or waking up in a stairwell with wine stains on my smiths shirt and my backpack missing. i was in a familiar area so i went to a winn dixie's and inside to use the phone. as i sat waiting for my ride a woman handed me a dollar thinking i was homeless.

you best believe i took it and bought a soda. you could get one for 50 cents back then. kekeke

Being admitted into a mental hospital. Being kicked to the curb by friends because my depression was overwhelming me. Waking up next to a wastebasket with dark vomit caused by alcohol and painkillers. Spending 10 dollars on a meal at arbys during lunch break while I was working for an evil bank. No specific order, all equally as low.

seriously though you guys are easily picking these out

i honestly don't know where to begin