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Anon can't find a good match
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This is a place to share greentexts and witness the confounding life of Anon. If you're new to the Greentext community, think of it as a sort of zoo with Anon as the main attraction.
Be warned:
If you find yourself getting angry (or god forbid, agreeing) with something Anon has said, you might be doing it wrong.
Ah so they had human emotions and mental health struggles.
When someone says "I'm a drama magnet" they are the drama. When someone says "I attract psychos" they are the psycho. More likely than not this chud learned the term "Cluster B" and just pounds that button on anything that remotely makes him feel uncomfortable.
edit: one, single, lone grump read this and said "We should be able to call females Cluster B whenever we want!" and slammed the downvote button with one greasy finger. I don't know why I find that image so fuckin funny.
That's another whole side for people to understand, that even if he was telling the truth about his string of exes, the large majority of people who have mental health or personality disorders actually get treatment and manage it, just that you don't hear stories about these people because it's not sensational. So instead our only view into how mental health disorders and relationships work together is from unhinged greentext like this.
because people like that aren't out there causing havoc in other people's lives.
Yeah. If everywhere you go it smells like dog shit, check the bottom of your own shoe first.
It’s like those people that keep getting into bad relationships are damaged themselves, just like anon. Doesn’t mean the other people aren’t broken, too.
some psychos are very good at hiding it until they have you committed to them.
lots and lots of people are 'high functioning' who have serious issues... and you'd never know until you've been intimate with them for quite some time. they just manage to hide their issues from their job, friends, family etc.
Oh I believe it, I was born and raised to people like that. I was never able to tell anyone how bad it was because my parents were very good at pretending to be normal and people would tell me how "lucky" I am all the time.
My point is though, if it keeps happening to you in life where you keep running into these cases, you are either astronomically unlucky or there is something about you either attracting them, or you are one of them and have reversed the narrative in your mind to preserve your sense of identity.