Small town/rural kfers... - Describe sad or messed up stuff from where you grew up

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Many of us grew up in small towns. But I'm talking about the smallest of the small be it rust belt, hillbilly hollers, midwest wastelands or desert ghost towns. Those places have a a hopelessness that can't be replicated in the city or suburbs...or any town with a population over 10,000 honestly.

The point: depressing pointless shit that no one cares about happens in the middle of nowhere. So talk about it now. Something you witness(ed) in the shithole you grew up in that gives you the feels.

Mine was seeing already overweight toddlers of fat white trash and knowing their fate is most likely already sealed.
 
Pulling lawn chairs up by the railroad tracks to watch the trains roll by for entertainment. Yes, I've seen people do this. Granted, they were usually elderly geezers.

I've got a lot of crazy stories from growing in the Appalachian coal fields.
 
There was some poor bastard who swept the parking lot of the local fast-food place (one of only three in the entire county) who had a dent in the side of his head like someone had gone in and made a golf ball from a part of it. Happily tell you that he had brain damage from a drunk-driving accident when he was in high school and was now legally retarded. Swept the place for a small fast-food meal and nothing else.
Same place, there was this old man who'd be there from when the floor opened to when it closed. Used the Wi-Fi with this ancient laptop you could beat a man to death with and sold weird little curios to tourists, right there in the lobby. Seemed to crawl down from the holler just so he wouldn't have to be alone with his thoughts all day.
Whole place eventually closed down for several months and everyone got sacked when it turned out one of the drive-thru window tellers was selling meth through the window on the side. Code was "Diet Coke with extra salt in it" or some shit.
 
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I loved my little town of 300. The mayor had a toilet in his front yard and there were crawdads everywhere. After a rain, you'd see the little devils scuttling around on the sidewalk.
 
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Where I grew up, going to Pizza Hut, Huddle House, or Long John Silver's to dine in was seen as sorta bougie and no joke, people would refer to Red Lobster and Olive Garden as fine dining and the nearest ones were several hours drive.
 
I'm a volunteer firefighter living in a rural community, we have this great transgender person (mtf) who is a drunk, lives in a tiny shack, and hurts themselves constantly when plastered on homemade booze. They are hilarious and I love them. Their wardrobe is bigger and fancier then mine last time I saw it a few months back. They pretty much admit they are an autogyneophile, but whatever, they aren't hurting anyone.
Edit: realised this wasn't really depressing, so here's another story; grew up in a smaller town then the one above and several of my classmates became prostitutes and move to bigger towns to make more money...2 are missing (presumed dead)
 
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I'm a volunteer firefighter living in a rural community, we have this great transgender person (mtf) who is a drunk, lives in a tiny shack, and hurts themselves constantly when plastered on homemade booze. They are hilarious and I love them. Their wardrobe is bigger and fancier then mine last time I saw it a few months back. They pretty much admit they are an autogyneophile, but whatever, they aren't hurting anyone.
Edit: realised this wasn't really depressing, so here's another story; grew up in a smaller town then the one above and several of my classmates became prostitutes and move to bigger towns to make more money...2 are missing (presumed dead)
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I don't know if this is better or worse, but- I recognized half of my friend's high-school graduating class last year when he and I went on a munchie run through the local fast-food joints. We've been clear out of high-school going on 8 years.
 
ah, i got a few.
my brother worked at mcdonalds for about 6 months and a lady almost handed her her heroin rig instead of the money.
the next town over doesnt even have a stop light.
my boyfriend who's lived in ny for a good few years didn't believe me that the roads in my area were curvy and we got brake checked by a deer.
one of my friends growing up lived in a condemned house for almost a year and a half and would shower at my house.
never fixing the roads or the high schools roof (all the way) but somehow getting a grant to make a track field and fix the severely neglected baseball fields.
obese women in walmart on the handicarts with their sentient chicken nuggets of children.
that one guy in my town who has a confed flag on the back of his truck.
the trump rally that backed up traffic for over an hour.
 
- 11 year olds getting blatantly piss drunk, regardless of gender. Everyone loves a good time, but there's an age for it.
- Those same youngin's thinking the big city life is all one can aspire to. Who wants to be a man who can grow his land or develop practical skills when you can be a bugman instead?
- This one ain't actually depressing; but out-of-towners who get uppity or snobby find out what the wrath of white/brown/black "hicks" is when there's nothing between them and miles and miles of empty land.
 
Some dumbass bought a brand new truck in the spring, drove it out on a frozen lake and sunk it. He owned that truck for less than 12 hours.

Also a bunch of rednecks shooting a microwave in the middle of the road at 2 in the morning. Made a huge fucking mess and left it, fuck them.
 
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A dozen fat, inbred redneck faggots gather in the Wal-Mart parking lot every night from 2100 to 0200 and park their trucks in adjacent parking spaces and yell and rev their engines for hours. They need to get jobs. I really hope they haven't reproduced.

We have eight fast food restaurants, four Mexican restaurants, and nothing else because the fundamentalist boomer county commissioners refuse to approve liquor licenses. Nobody wants to open an interesting restaurant here because they can't sell booze.

A wealthy person wanted to build a bowling alley in an abandoned grocery store so youth would have something to do besides becoming teen moms.. The city council rejected it because they thought it would bring an "unsavory element" to the area.

Lots of pregnant teenage girls walking around Wal-Mart, as you'd expect.
 
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- 11 year olds getting blatantly piss drunk, regardless of gender. Everyone loves a good time, but there's an age for it.
- Those same youngin's thinking the big city life is all one can aspire to. Who wants to be a man who can grow his land or develop practical skills when you can be a bugman instead?
- This one ain't actually depressing; but out-of-towners who get uppity or snobby find out what the wrath of white/brown/black "hicks" is when there's nothing between them and miles and miles of empty land.
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Always fun watching the air turn to pure ice when out of towners describe us as quaint.
 
There was a meth lab that blew up which blew the two cooks to pieces, and the old creole witch lady got their before the cops and collected some body parts and turned them into jewelry.
 
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