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You haven't missed as much as you think. My friends who set up families etc look fucking dead in the eyes. They live for that Saturday night out where the third beer is already too much. FB/Instagram peeks into the so called LIFE are a fucking lie.
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ask chat gpt to write a comedy novel about count of monte cristo where he shows up again ready for revenge and everyone is like "duuuuude you missed out!" and he forgets about his revenge but is punished because now he's doomed to chase a bygone time that he was never a part of
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>>25325686
You mainly miss out on real-world social practice (friends, dating, conflict), work experience and identity building, everyday independence and responsibility and feedback and variety that shape confidence and a stable sense of self.
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>>25325673
picrel was made for you, anon
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>>25325673
>Twenty-two months are a long time and a lot of things can happen in them- there is time for new families to be formed, for babies to be born and even begin to talk, for a great house to rise where once there was only a field, for a beautiful woman to grow old and no one desire her any more, for an illness- for a long illness- to ripen (yet men live on heedlessly), to consume the body slowly, to recede for short periods as if cured, to take hold again more deeply and drain away the last hopes; there is time for a man to die and be buried, for his son to be able to laugh again and in the evening take the girls down the avenues and past the cemetery gates without a thought. But it seemed as if Drogo’s existence had come to a halt. The same day, the same things, had repeated themselves hundreds of times without taking a step forward. The river of time flowed over the Fort, crumbled the walls, swept down dust and fragments of stone, wore away the stairs and the chain, but over Drogo it passed in vain- it had not yet succeeded in catching him, bearing him with it as it flowed.
dino buzzati's tartar steppe
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>>25325673
>The Remains of the Day
the most misriable story ive ever read about a wage cuck who gets mislead by idology and does nothing with his life
>Stoner
Really good book about a guy named William stoner
>Suttee
Dude gets shitfaced and fishes
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>>25326222
>I would rec adventure stories.
i second this.
hilarious to believe you're missing out on life and then, instead of reading as much as you can about life, reading about a guy exactly like you and his miserable shut-in existence.
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If it were 30 or 40 years ago when socializing with your peers was actually both fun and productive, then yeah, you missed out. Now, when you can't go outside without getting hit by a doordash pajeet on a moped, you're better off just staying a neet and jerking off to elden ring porn or whatever.
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>>25327230
It's worth the read. It's a way of thinking that will surprise, boggle and puzzle you. There's no comparable book.
They say it's based on Lacan, but it's much clearer than Lacan.
It's like reading Dante and thinking: am I this asshole he's talking about?
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