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Eeyore ## Admin ## 12/10/14(Sun)22:41 No. 1 ID: 8ff395 [Reply] Stickied

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Yep, this is an actual board. Congratulations to you.. you sad, lonely individuals. I think the best way to describe this board is to just copy paste the post that inspired it's trip on to /777/:
"There's too much happiness on this site already. We need more cold stuff, more darkness and unhappiness.
I propose a /grim/ board. Where we gather to share jokes that aren't funny. Grim stuff like gore perhaps. Murder stories. Genocide. Results of war. Pictures of areas in the dark. Pictures of crumbling ruins. Pictures of thing that are decreasing in value or are stagnant in value in the sense that they cannot get any more undesired. Also, Nigrachan is obligatory."

Lets have a minor tweak of the rules from the /777/, version. This board is not for gore. Gore posters will be banned. It's just for generally miserable shit, just go with the stuff that is in the above quote and you should be fine. Any further rules will be made up as we go along if necessary and will be added to this post.

Go Wild.

To request future /777/s use this thread.

New Admin post 30th Sept, 2013.

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Eeyore 14/07/15(Tue)10:14 No. 3565 ID: be4b9e


Eeyore 13/11/24(Sun)18:10 No. 2366 ID: 844378 [Reply]

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How do i get cyanide on my hands? it is not that i plan to become a hero or anything it is just that the toughness of life seems easyer to go thrugh if you have the option of peacufully leving it.

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Eeyore 14/07/14(Mon)06:35 No. 3560 ID: 31417c

you can get cyanide in crystal form(potassium cyanide) on the silkroad, on youtube Adam Kokesh did a good video on how to get there. not that a stranger on the internet has much convincing power but think twice before offing yourself, things get better.
however if you do end it try and get a bunch of the same completly sealable containers put the cyanide in one and some other similar looking powder in the other's and mix them up take one at random(mix containers in a bag or something) and take the content if you live. you'll know how you feel about dying. kinda like Russian roulette. also if you're set on ending it have nice last day. but your problem's aren't so big in the grand sceem of things keep on trying and you'll overcome them, and remember cyanide's a cliche.

Eeyore 14/07/21(Mon)18:41 No. 3584 ID: 591d42

I have no plans of being a hero right now i will start high school in a year and hopefully my life will change for the better there.

Eeyore 14/07/23(Wed)09:40 No. 3587 ID: b5d76b

huh....I din't know /grim/ had such young users.

Middle school sucked major ass for me. I was awkward, and was picked on. It lasted a little while in high school too. My junior year is when things took a skyrocket up. I made amazing friends, and had the most amazing times of my life. I would give anything to go back.

Just keep your head up, you have your life in front of you

Eeyore 14/05/27(Tue)06:51 No. 3313 ID: a1f47c [Reply]

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For those of you who choose to resist, how do you combat depression? Post tips to help other anons.
For me, looking forward to something is the key. Plan a walk in the woods, a cigarette or weed break, or counting down the days to a potentially good movie or video game. I go day by day like this. Sometimes its not so bad

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Eeyore 14/06/09(Mon)04:54 No. 3417 ID: 59bdf4

>It's like you personally knew them, and now they're gone
Yes, that is exactly the feeling except I could not find the right way to phrase it
Yes but if I get attached to the content it is hard to move on. The mental progress stalls sometimes when it is hard to abandon the content that I enjoyed. I guess that is because there is not much to actual life
>the simple things
I've learned to to appreciate them which has kept me from destroying my body or depending on addictions that leave no room for anything else. Fuck, as long as there is a hole to crawl into at night with an internet connection and the city that offers flavorful food I'm good. Food, sleep, and content for the brain. What else is there to life? I don't ever feel like I am missing out anymore

Eeyore 14/06/09(Mon)05:19 No. 3418 ID: 8f7e54


Eeyore 14/07/23(Wed)09:37 No. 3586 ID: b5d76b

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Walks in the woods do wonders for me. I actually prefer to do them alone anyway. I pick up a cigar, get a music playlist going (usually something mellow) and just start walking. There are a couple of pretty spots that I rest and smoke the cigar on, then I walk some more. I'm lucky I get such great weather in the American south east.

Eeyore 14/07/21(Mon)05:57 No. 3582 ID: dcd4d3 [Reply]

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If i told you today, that your understanding of today's technology was completely sheltered, what would you do? what would you do if i told you that right now, you may be one of the individuals being controlled, manipulated and will inevitably become an object of cruelty by your family, friends, relatives and even strangers?
Today's neurotechnology allows people to monitor your brain to the point that it translates your brain waves into actual words, and if more than one person has one of these devices than they can communicate, potentially. But then there's those devices made only to be on the receiving end, where you're the one who's being listened to, deceived and manipulated into somebody who the world will, on the outside, regard as crazy. You have no future, no family, no friends, only yourself, and the bastard who has been talking into your skull, it's like having a buddy next to you. Except you don't know who it is, or why he is there. He'll encourage you, discourage you, trash talk you, you'll argue with him, and when you do, he'll control you, and your body. There is no escape, except maybe trying for the other side of the world, or death.
Your emotions can be remote controlled, and the shit that he can make you feel, it can make death feel like a cold kiss, one that you would relish, one that you look forward to. The pain of helplessness, the pain of knowing that you're nothing but a lab rat, an experiment, and that inevitably, you will be thrown away, bottled up, there is nothing worse than knowing that everybody you know, knows it's happening. The sting of betrayal, the need for revenge, the need to find out who did this to you, but the knowledge that it can only happen if he let's it happen, and the knowledge that everyone knows exactly what you think, but like all else, the looming threat of insanity, and that of the modern day medicine that will seek you out when you try too hard to find out the truth.
The feeling of knowing every day you wake up, is another day lost to these people, who make it a daily thing to torment you, to say whatever it is that will hurt you most. Everybody is in your head, and nobody is on your side, nobody will ever let you in on it, you're the joke, you're the zoo animal, you're the one people think about to comfort themselves when they think they're down on their luck. You're the laughingstock, you're the alien, and there's no way out, try to make a move, and you have a set period of time until your will is sapped, like a leak in your car. You're a zombie, there is nothing left of you, but anger, and a constant yearning to find out why its happening. There is no escape.

Matchbox+Prince 14/07/21(Mon)10:51 No. 3583 ID: 2f260d

>What would you do?

I would tell you that you'll find a happier home at /x.

Eeyore 14/07/21(Mon)18:42 No. 3585 ID: 545ebe


Sounds like it would be a decent science fiction novel.

Eeyore 14/07/13(Sun)13:08 No. 3556 ID: 71f4cb [Reply]

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Hey /grim/

I wanted to share this guy's story with you. It's basically mine and someone asked for it:


Fellow was prescribed an antibiotic that destroyed his body from the inside out. Ate away all the connective tissue and damaged his nervous system, and left to rot by clueless doctors. This guy embodies the spirit of grim. It sounds so implausible it has to be some one-off occurrence or a nutjob right?

Well exact same thing happened to me at the end of last year after taking the same antibiotic. My whole body got wrecked with the same problems: all tendons and joints fucked, can barely walk still today, brain fried, neuropathy, etc., much of what he listed. Some still appearing today, some no doubt permanent. Not quite as strong as his but instead combined with other medical problems it worsened. Doctors and staff try to sweep it under the rug, most aren't even aware the drug has FDA black labels warning about some of this (there was not a single word of warning by doctors or pharmacy spoken or written, and no requirement where I am apparently), there's no treatment, no way to prove cause/effect, and no compensation. The doctor gave me the pills for what turned out to be a wrong diagnosis (for a problem that - guess what - I still have and it didn't even remotely fix!).

Trusting doctors and other people = biggest mistake of my life. The worst is, even at the time, I knew better. This kills me every day. I knew from contacts you have to look everything up they give you because they get too much of their info directly from pharmaceutical reps, and from experience that half the time a family doctor's diagnosis is bullshit. Antibiotics are a 40 billion dollar year industry and it shows.

I live in a different dimension now, a dimension of nothing but grim and pain and losing sanity and circling and repeating. Everything that happened before this has become meaningless, as of this week, entirely. I was sort of fit before and relied on that. A month before this happened I had what someone called an epiphany and was about to change a lot of things in my life. In an overload of ironies I don't want to detail, it was all crushed and things I just found out I needed badly in life all became fantasies as I lost every means to get to them, and every means to make anything right.

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Eeyore 14/07/15(Tue)15:13 No. 3567 ID: f07e51


I couldn't find it anymore so made new. Looked again and found it just now: >>3449 Can't find the first post either but it didn't say much.

The spirit of grim... Endless meaningless suffering and decaying from within in a man-created hell that does not care?

Every day feels like there's no way this really happened to me, this is a huge practical joke, can't be real, there's nothing to learn here, what's the point in getting punished after the lesson, I'm going to wake up any time now...

Morbid curiosity Eeyore 14/07/19(Sat)09:20 No. 3578 ID: be4b9e

>Endless meaningless suffering and decaying from within in a man-created hell that does not care?
Do you think such a life is worth living?

Have you thought with this in mind about ending your life?

Eeyore 14/07/20(Sun)16:54 No. 3581 ID: f07e51

>Have you thought with this in mind about ending your life?

Yes. There are a few reasons I'm not dead yet but the biggest is the fear of non-existence and failure. I went through something years ago that led very close to cutting off breathing and had massive panic attack and I knew then I wanted to exist and wasn't ready to die - not even close, maybe never. I still can't handle the existentialism, haven't lived enough to handle that moment of departure, also not ready to sign off because I failed to do a lot of things in life, but now: how do you pit those against living a life of suffering aimlessly and stagnating with no end in sight? You got me...

If someone could promise, okay in 10 years guaranteed someone has a cure to all your ills, at least you could weigh whether you're ready to suffer 10 years and fall behind to earn a remaining 20 decent years of life. Except there are no dates here (by design!), only a few guestimations ranging from 2 years to life to achieve below-average functioning with reduced lifespan, furthest from cut and dry you could get. It's all up in the air with the worst obviously permanent to a degree. It could very well be that life, or it might still not somehow. The unknown is the hardest part. I hate hope.

But say it's that life, is it worth living that life? No, it's not. Especially not while knowing you're an eternal failure. But is it yet better than living nothing? That, I don't know.

Most of the time the thoughts of leaping aren't reasoned but on impulse from pain (kind you can't ignore), or momentary lapses of being unable to cope with reality or the failures that it's accentuated. The existential fear combined with the feeling of failure while never knowing if a second chance is possible or not keeps from acting. And another thing I won't talk about. (There were other factors like not wanting to hurt those who know me, at first, but I reasoned myself out of all of them) A couple times have been close calls though so now keeping drugs on hand to chug instead of looming over an edge.

Anyhow this probably didn't need to be a thread unless someone else has a situation like this. Just late night sperging. No idea what the fuck I'm doing. Just that I've been bad again. On that note, GABA doesn't do a thing for anxiety except set all your skin on fire.

Eeyore 14/07/14(Mon)01:46 No. 3558 ID: 1b02b6 [Reply]

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For a few seconds a mind finds itself devoid of the set it has been accustomed to most of its history. In this new state it finds itself free from the attachments to the past where opportunity, freedom, and serene comfort meet. Manifested is an atmosphere/entity that one should consider to be the state of mind to strive for. However, the problem here has already been made known, albeit indirectly. You cannot exist in this state if you are aware of it. For every time you happen on it you realize its presence; you are aware of it. In turn, you immediately reflect back on yourself, your accomplishments, what you have done to get to that point. This trail of thought inevitably resumes the state that you are most familiar with: a relentless concern of others; a relentless concern of how others conceive you; a relentless concern of how you see yourself. At this state, where self-reflection exists and where careless concern of others and yourself does not, thought stops. The potential for true thought is interrupted by the mind closing back into its state most familiar, restarting the cycle of endless social and personal identification, interaction, and validation prominently sought in society. It’s the ego that will never go away. Someone once called it the “little dog” that always chases you everywhere you go. It’s hard to find happiness when you know that you can’t realize/know/be aware of it when you are. Is this “ego”, or “little dog”, a name given to the state of mind brought about by society? What becomes of a child who grows up in a world of his own who eventually gets sucked into the world of society (alternatively named the ego)? The fact that such questions are even being asked means that the person who posed the question has reached the point of no return, for he is now aware. He can never be fully happy again.

Someone said that happiness is like a butterfly. Chase it and it will elude you, but focus your attention on something else and it will quietly sit on your shoulder. The child hops like a frog, he sings like a bird, he swims like a fish, he is already happy. He has no reason to seek it. Drag him into the world we created, and he realizes he can no longer hop like a frog, sing like a bird, or swim like a fish. He is held in contempt for doing so. He is no longer happy, and so, as the cycle of our lives go: the ego manifests, which seeks validation from others, looks upon himself, and looks upon others with judgment. He becomes aware of the concept of happiness. To an extent, he can no longer be that which he once was. Only a fraction of it if the attention is diverted from it within the society that created that state of mind.

Is it true that the only way out of this misery is to break down the barriers, the social rules, and to let continue the naive happiness of childhood into adolescence and adulthood? If true is the case where money must be sought for the minimal joys of its value, instea Message too long. Click here to view the full text.

Eeyore 14/07/14(Mon)09:02 No. 3561 ID: db3681

The problem is that even people who say that they care, don't. They may do kind acts towards others, but this is merely for validation to assure themselves that they are good. I'd guess that most of us do this, these false gestures of kindness. In the end we do these favors for ourselves, because we care about ourselves more. And I care too much.

Eeyore 14/07/20(Sun)02:44 No. 3580 ID: 545ebe

>but this is merely for validation to assure themselves that they are good.

Does it matter? We all have to choose sides in this cesspool of a world. Are you going to be carrying on the torch of positivity and productivity or will you tear it all down by succumbing to your feelings.

Eeyore 14/07/05(Sat)11:56 No. 3536 ID: 5f55c6 [Reply]

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Howdy, /grim/. I've more or less made up my mind at this point that I'm going to be ending my life sometime soon. Though, naturally, there are a number of things holding me back from sending myself out, like family, friends, goals I haven't achieved, etc.

I figure it will be easier to go with at least one of the above inhibitors off the list, so my question is what is the easiest, while as concise as possible, way to end friendships(without outright stating I'm going to kill myself and I don't want to be missed)? I figure acting like a jerk until they're utterly sick of me is an alright way to go about it, but I was looking for a second opinion.

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Eeyore 14/07/18(Fri)23:30 No. 3576 ID: 545ebe

>.. i don't think you [any of you] should kill yourselves unless you're in absolute, unending, zero hope, pure agony..

Not even then to be honest. Look at what Jesus had to endure but he never once lost faith and just carried on.

Eeyore 14/07/19(Sat)09:02 No. 3577 ID: be4b9e

>there's nothing left to learn or experience worth living out there.
When and how do you imagine that might happen?

Eeyore 14/07/19(Sat)19:56 No. 3579 ID: 1a97a9

Well, maybe I didn't explained myself right at all.
Hard as it is for the quoted situation to happen, it's not that unreal to think that ones body and mind will be deteriorated enough some day to make those experiences impossible to appreciate properly because of the pain and suffering of living.
I daily come across people who is living in awful conditions, even connected to machines for life, being nothing but a huge charge for them families and societies. That is unacceptable, lame, and coward; and the contact with such situations made me conclude that I must end my life while I'm still healthy in mind and body, so I can also enjoy the experience of death at it's maximum, choosing the best possible conditions for it.
Of course, being depressed and feeling lost in life are not the mentioned conditions, so if any of the readers is considering to kill themselves because of such feelings I would suggest him to reconsider it. Dying is something that happens just once, don't mess it like you did with your living if you still can.

Richard Atkinson 14/05/03(Sat)03:47 No. 3178 ID: 0bbbe8 [Reply]

Goodbye, /grim/

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Eeyore 14/07/07(Mon)20:28 No. 3542 ID: be4619

Goodbye anon, RIP.

Eeyore 14/07/08(Tue)08:18 No. 3543 ID: eae10c

Goodbye, Richard.
See you around.

Ghostly 14/07/18(Fri)21:46 No. 3572 ID: 60944a

Adios friend.
I'll see you in Valhalla.

Eeyore 13/09/06(Fri)13:32 No. 1896 ID: 014314 [Reply] [Last 50 posts]

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Depression thread...
Why are you guys depressed?

I am depressed because i realized the pure vanity of my existence. I have nothing to live for and i do believe that there will never be a reason to go on with this sad excuse of a life...

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kuroki 14/01/20(Mon)07:00 No. 2705 ID: 4b4d40

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because. they're trying to fix my "chemical imbalance" by adding more chemicals into my life, i.e. medicine. besides, it doesn't matter. i don't see myself getting out of this rut because of some "magic pill" and some guy in a white lab coat listening to me bitch about my problems.

i think..depression is simply an inevitability for some. maybe in my past life, i fucked up really badly, and this is my punishment. i don't know.

Eeyore 14/01/22(Wed)06:52 No. 2713 ID: 3b8914

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I am depressed because I likely have a chronic brain infection which doesn't seem to respond to antibiotics

Sorrowless 14/07/14(Mon)03:10 No. 3559 ID: 2e67a5


It's unlikely that you read this, but I'll post anyway. How are you? How have things went?

Yeah, haven't been here for months. Sorry about bumping such an old thread.

Damage Eeyore 14/06/29(Sun)14:13 No. 3496 ID: 54c219 [Reply]

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I fucking hate this dimension,/grim/.I realized I am living in a world where true(alien)values(love,beauty,compassion,etc.) are buried thousands of kilometers under their twisted,materialistic and selfish copies,and that unconditionally helping others and loving them,only brings you copious amounts of shit and worries.
Trust means fuck all in here.
Adapting to all of this means almost completely losing all of the above and pretending to be adapted is equal to beating the shit out of your soul with a steel bat.
I don't know what to do /grim/.I want to LIVE,but seeing this every day and seeing my friends and loved ones being absorbed by it,just makes it a fucking pain to be alive.I can't pretend I don't care because I fucking do.All the drugs I took didn't work for making me not care and I fear that taking more will just push me towards the suicide option.Oh and,of course,there is her.I think she managed to kill a large part of her emotions,making her cope a little bit better with the world around her,but there's almost nothing left of that dynamic,active,feeling girl she used to be.Now it's almost entirely silence,gestures and idle laughs.I love her so much but I don't even know why.How can I break this loop?
I'm not usually a person who shares a lot or complains about things,but this has been tormenting me an awful lot recently.
Thanks in advance.

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Eeyore 14/07/08(Tue)20:22 No. 3546 ID: 53eb50

I wonder if it's better to stay loyal to yourself or just adapt.

OP google "Bad faith (existentialism)", you might find that interesting.

Eeyore 14/07/12(Sat)21:46 No. 3553 ID: 545ebe


I'm finding it difficult to believe an individual possessing all of those virtues would hold the opinions that you do, OP.

Eeyore 14/07/13(Sun)00:19 No. 3555 ID: 55c33c

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>unconditionally helping others and loving them, only brings you copious amounts of shit and worries.
>Trust means fuck all in here.

It's helpful to draw a line there. There's folks out there worth investing into as human beings, I think now, they can be rare but they do exist - BUT they're not necessarily trustworthy, because "trust" alone is too imprecise a quality to be useful. You'll certainly find some whose stated intentions and immediate efforts can be trusted - I would even say most are well-intentioned on the surface - but by nature people are short-sighted, forgetful, incompetent (especially), sometimes selfish underneath, sometimes slaves to their needs, and can change greatly over time. Often they're not aware that some of these things factor into trust. So it's necessary for survival to maintain a certain guard, even around the people who seem most valuable, especially if you have anything to hide. Personally I've never met someone who beat all that criteria (in fact noticed those who seem to be the most obsessed with the generic notion of trust are very likely to be deficient in one of those factors), so I always limit what I share. (Well these days I've avoided most everyone for unrelated reasons, but you get the idea)

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