Meeting people & loneliness epidemic

A lot of people nowadays will move away from everything they've ever known or loved at the drop of a hat. I'm not saying you need to live with mommy and daddy still but roots seem to be very important. I moved out of my hometown but I'm still decently close by. And I don't think I'd ever leave my state either. It just feels like home I guess. It's become very normal to put thousands of miles between you and your friends and family and I just don't get it.
It's stupid to expect it to go well when you don't even speak the language of wherever you're going at a bare minimum, but it's also not difficult to understand why it's common, if futile. When everyone's staring at some screen or another for most of their day most of their connections are going to be superficial. Even when you meet up with family or friends, or are with a girl, there's a disconnect between everyone's personas as mediated through distance and technology as opposed to what it's actually like to be around them face to face and it's not even that there's a reality that's different from whatever comes through in texts or calls but that so much time and energy are spent on those kinds of indirect interactions that there's a built-in hollowness to everyone's in person presence because on some level they all forgot how to be anything other than insects poking at a screen.

So then you go off thinking things will be different elsewhere but they're exactly the same because everyone's doing this shit all over the world nowadays.
 
Have you ever considered that throwing away all your roots and connections in the pursuit of empty money, in a foreign city no less, is in fact retarded?
Remaining in your place of birth is a privilege of either the retarded or the unbelievably lucky. Travel is needed not only to pursue money (which it frankly is terrible for on the long term), but to collect experiences and human connections which cannot be found concentrated in a single place. The local church in bumfuck nowhere is a desert of experience and knowledge, and access to Internet slop does not compensate for it. You need to make yourself uncomfortable to grow as a person and few things work better as a pressure to learn than moving to an entirely foreign environment.
 
Remaining in your place of birth is a privilege of either the retarded or the unbelievably lucky.
This is true. I didn't move for study and work because I wanted to, but because it's the only shot at life I ever had. Responses here are making moronic assumptions like my past good friendships fell through (they didn't they're just far away and we visit each-other as often as feasible) or that I threw away friendship and family in pursuit of the dollar. That's just not the situation, and should be obvious to those with even something vaguely resembling basic reading comprehension. Either way even if I had stayed in the town I studied in everyone else left anyway.
You need to make yourself uncomfortable to grow as a person and few things work better as a pressure to learn than moving to an entirely foreign environment.
This is 100% true and beyond the grasp of the common evident pleb. Even though I didn't go through that by choice my life is otherwise in a great place now just because of this.
 
Team sports. Take your pick. I'm not joking. If you live in a top-30 metro area in the US you will have more options than you know what to do with. Mainstream, niche, men only, mixed gender, highly competitive or barely giving a shit or something in between.

"People move away too much"

Some of us were actually born in bad situations. A large amount of us actually. Those of us who can achieve more, owe nothing to some dump town with its three good families, drug problem, welfare problem, in and out of jail problem, and approximately zero women you'd want to make a mother.
 
Nigga go outside. Im a loner by nature but I make friends unintentionally. I think im often socially retarded as well but I can make it happen.

Gym, car meet, show/convention, random happenings in your city, etc. Hell even having conversations with cashiers at stores can open up possibilities.
 
Team sports. Take your pick. I'm not joking. If you live in a top-30 metro area in the US you will have more options than you know what to do with. Mainstream, niche, men only, mixed gender, highly competitive or barely giving a shit or something in between.
To add/give alternative - if not team sports - pick up a martial art of some sort. Boxing, kickboxing, BJJ, MMA, whatever - tend to have bigger classes full of people of different skill levels, ages and (usually) mixed genders, go there consistently. Clubs will often have extracurricular outings, trainings and dinners.
 
I've discovered the loneliness epidemic is largely a rural problem. If you live somewhere traditionally thought of as rural, there's serious brain drain happening. Nobody under 40 gets work because those places were the first packed with browns to suppress the rural wages and the rent is within a stones throw of major metro pricing since you're never going to own a home anyway. There's no reason to stay unless you're brown or a boomer.

As a personal anecdote in a decade of living in Alberta post-high school I can list everyone in my age bracket I've met and it's under 20. Nobody knows anyone since the few here are so spread out. In comparison when one of the last people I knew here left for Vancouver I followed them for a few weeks and I was tripping over people my age. Actual clubs exist, hotspots are still active, and there's actual work outside of McDonalds and Walmart to find people at. I want a family more than money and god knows I'm not having kids with any jeets or 70+ geriatrics, so I've made plans to head out too.

TL;DR move to the bughives, it's where everyone you're looking for went.
 
TL;DR move to the bughives,
DUDE i just LOVE the hustle and bustle of the big city, it’s so DYNAMIC and makes me feel like i’m in one of my favourite TV SHOWS. you should totally come on down to my studio apartment, it’s got EXPOSED RED BRICK walls and everything, we can crack open a nice hoppy ipa or three and get crazy watching some cartoons on adult swim! and dude, dude, DUDE, we have GOTTA go down to the barcade- listen here, right, it’s a BAR where us ADULTS who do ADULTING can go DRINK. BUT!!!! it’s also an ARCADE like when we were kids, so we can play awesome VIDEO GAMES, without dumb kids bothering us. speaking of which megan and i have finally decided to tie the knot- literally -we’re both getting snipped tomorrow at the hospital, that way we can save money to spent more on ourselves and our FURBABIES. i’m fuckin JACKED man, i’m gonna SLAM this craft beer and pop open another one!!!
 
DUDE i just LOVE the hustle and bustle of the big city, it’s so DYNAMIC and makes me feel like i’m in one of my favourite TV SHOWS. you should totally come on down to my studio apartment, it’s got EXPOSED RED BRICK walls and everything, we can crack open a nice hoppy ipa or three and get crazy watching some cartoons on adult swim! and dude, dude, DUDE, we have GOTTA go down to the barcade- listen here, right, it’s a BAR where us ADULTS who do ADULTING can go DRINK. BUT!!!! it’s also an ARCADE like when we were kids, so we can play awesome VIDEO GAMES, without dumb kids bothering us. speaking of which megan and i have finally decided to tie the knot- literally -we’re both getting snipped tomorrow at the hospital, that way we can save money to spent more on ourselves and our FURBABIES. i’m fuckin JACKED man, i’m gonna SLAM this craft beer and pop open another one!!!
The rural drug addict compulsively freaks out when criticized.

Get mad about it all you want, debate the morality of it all you want, the destruction of small town life in the USA is more or less complete. There isn't shit left. Even the most hardcore and delusional highly online right wingers have found out that trying to have a social life, a successful marriage, a family - becomes more or less impossible when you only live around 60+ year olds whose local economy consists of a gas station and dollar store.
 
You think too highly of yourself and of being an intellectual, and that's why you're lonely. Have you tried looking for a university near you so you can get your fix on lectures and debates?
 
When I was over there I followed one of the guys I met into the bodyshop he works at after grabbing coffee and they offered me a job on the spot. A trades job, just after walking in and talking for a bit. That shit is unheard of here; every guy who went into the trades is stuck job hopping for pennies and ready to fuck you in the ass to get that 18/hr painting spot that was 30/hr before the foreign workers came in. The port cities always have work. I got two non-profit service clubs set up here myself and dragged another out of a financial black hole and got nothing personal to show for it. I saw more from just walking down a street in a city notorious for being niggerhell.

I know it's not popular at all on a site like this in no small part because of copypastas like that, but the ability to just walk outside and meet people and do things can't be understated. I met more good people and saw more opportunity in a few weeks there than in a decade here. There's nothing based about dying alone.

I deeply understand how Null feels when he talks about his time abroad versus in the States. It shouldn't have to be like that, but it is. I am ANGRY. ANGRY about CLOWN WORLD.
 
This is true. I didn't move for study and work because I wanted to, but because it's the only shot at life I ever had. Responses here are making moronic assumptions like my past good friendships fell through (they didn't they're just far away and we visit each-other as often as feasible) or that I threw away friendship and family in pursuit of the dollar. That's just not the situation, and should be obvious to those with even something vaguely resembling basic reading comprehension. Either way even if I had stayed in the town I studied in everyone else left anyway.

This is 100% true and beyond the grasp of the common evident pleb. Even though I didn't go through that by choice my life is otherwise in a great place now just because of this.
Nah, you deserve all the loneliness and soul destroying mental illness you're experiencing living in your bug hive. You've thrown away the only things that actually matter in life to chase worthless fiat notes printed by the trillions. Keep looking down on the "plebs" with yards, friends, and communities from your whitewashed bug box in your smog infested concrete jungle. It's a meatgrinder for sociopaths, and you fit right in.
 
Nah, you deserve all the loneliness and soul destroying mental illness you're experiencing living in your bug hive. You've thrown away the only things that actually matter in life to chase worthless fiat notes printed by the trillions. Keep looking down on the "plebs" with yards, friends, and communities from your whitewashed bug box in your smog infested concrete jungle. It's a meatgrinder for sociopaths, and you fit right in.
You'd think living in a supposedly peaceful rural community would make someone less bitter.
 
You'd think living in a supposedly peaceful rural community would make someone less bitter.
"Atomize yourself goy. Throw away what makes you a human for my printed cloth notes goy. Destroying your soul and hurting yourself to make money is how you build character goy."
 
Are you seriously going to keep asking for someone to call you out on your bullshit? You're a self-admitted rural druggie who suffered from psychotic frenzies. You're the drug-addicted psycho, not some random normies living in cities that you keep projecting your issues on.

Stay in your shithole, hick.
Weed is a fucking terrible drug, easily as addicting as heroin with nasty withdrawal symptoms and permanent damage to the dopamine system. My biggest regret in life is getting addicted to weed because I thought it was harmless. That shit fucked up relationships, nulled out years of my life, and burned tens of thousands of dollars in manic psychotic frenzies until I finally quit. The high THC and weird delta offshoots cause addiction and psychosis like nothing else. It's a slave drug, it makes people extremely gullible and susceptible to propaganda and feel good living in completely degenerate conditions. It completely trashes your working memory and makes you unable to dream, perpetually living in a tired stupor where months pass by in an empty flash. Look at every territory that legalized it, they're now shitlib zombie zones of addicts. Look at the retards who support it on the internet. It's easily worse than alcohol because if you binge on alcohol your body will start painfully screaming at you. Binge on weed and your life will just get steadily worse until you go psychotic and fuck yourself into a mental ward. It's telling how hateful, disingenuous, and fucking retarded weed addicts are when you criticize their demonic drug compared to basically any other drug including alcohol.
 
Are you seriously going to keep asking for someone to call you out on your bullshit? You're a self-admitted rural druggie who suffered from psychotic frenzies. You're the drug-addicted psycho, not some random normies living in cities that you keep projecting your issues on.

Stay in your shithole, hick.
You are extremely feral, angry, and mad at the internet today aren't you, stalker-jew?
 
You should put down the blunt.
You should kill yourself, kike.

Edit: Thanks for the Reddit gold, kind kike stranger! I know my very existence eats at your values and paranoia and every day I spend touching grass and petting doggo is anathema to your existence. Sucks to be an inbred vampire parasite.
 
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Nah, you deserve all the loneliness and soul destroying mental illness you're experiencing living in your bug hive. You've thrown away the only things that actually matter in life to chase worthless fiat notes printed by the trillions. Keep looking down on the "plebs" with yards, friends, and communities from your whitewashed bug box in your smog infested concrete jungle. It's a meatgrinder for sociopaths, and you fit right in.

 
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