/lit/ - Literature

>>23299215
I was in a very similar situation with mixed signals. I eventually ended up asking her out. We went on a couple dates, but it didn't end up working out. If you like her and are at the stage I think you're at, there's probably a pretty good she'll say yes to a coffee date or whatever. Just play it cool and don't overthink.

>>23276418
Another day, still no fucking gf

Qu'est-ce que je sais, moi?

>walking past a bar to get goyslop at an establishment right next to it
>get cat-called by some whore while walking past
honestly felt nothing, despite never, ever getting compliments from women in my life. dunno what's gotten into me, i think im becoming more neurotic

Reading is about vanity and social status. It signals that you have wealth and leisure, and might be somewhat intelligent.
It also provides mental masturbation sextoys, as it were, so that autists can have fun playing around with ideas and concepts that, at the end of the day, are all false.

>>23151533
>Durrr there has never been anyone who knew more than 3 languages on a deep level.
What about Schopenhauer, Unamuno, Calasso, Dávila, Gottfried, Marx, Engels, Mezzofanti, Powell, etc? It used to be pretty standard for scholars to know upwards of 6 languages. And yes, you can read a language on a deep level without knowing how to speak it.

>>15796806
relatable

How the FUCK do people even write? I've been struggling for YEARS. LITERAL YEARS. I never have anything to say. I never have the right words. I can't express myself the way I want to. When I'm trying to write a short story or work on a novel, when it comes down to the small details I get absolutely nothing. I can write a paragraph before my mind comes up blank, no matter how autistic I get about outlines and details. I've tried doing the opposite, just writing with no outline whatsoever, but that certainly doesn't help. I just get nothing. I never have anything to say. It's like the entire concept of language and thought erases itself from my mind.

I don't want to give up. I've already given up on all of my other dreams. Writing is the only thing I want to do, but jesus fucking christ it makes me feel so hopeless. I understand that I'm a neurotic mess; I have crippling anxiety and depression issues, and I've been working on getting better for the last year, but it never helps. I'm so frustrated I could cry.

I don't even visit /lit/ anymore. I'm only here to vent these bottled up emotions. I stopped reading a few years ago after I gave up trying to write the first time, and the second time, and the third time, and now I'm trying again after once again giving up everything else and I still have the same issues. I try so hard but it just doesn't work. Someone please put me out of my misery.

I can't just not. I've lived my entire life pursuing the arts. I spent 19 years autistically drawing and studying art everyday to be an illustrator but I gave that up once the pressure and the anxiety made me feel suicidal every day of my life. All I want to do is express myself and write stories with charming characters. This shouldn't be so difficult. I'd be totally happy writing the worst fiction on the planet but I can't even manage that.

I was on medication for years and it did nothing. Hypnotherapy, regular therapy, meditation, proper diet and exercise. All worthless.