• Wigglehard@exploding-heads.comM
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    That I can’t find myself in a meaningful relationship, that I spent so long with the wrong person, my wife was incredibly hot black girl but we had zero in common, it was all about sex

      • Wigglehard@exploding-heads.comM
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        Listen, I don’t care if you believe me or not but my wife was a hottie, she was a light skinned Haitian girl that had a face like Megan Goode but a body like Nicki Minaj, with a slightly less fatter ass. I met her right after high school through a mutual friend. We dated for……I was with her from the age of 19 till about 32. But like I said, we had nothing in common. I mean sure we could sit down and watch a movie every now and then or have a good meal , but we argued about literally everything. I mean, I make pretty good money doing what I do in the trucking industry, but I think she expected more. She always talked about money, what she was supposed to get. She never wanted to cook or clean. Basically she was a bad removed that didn’t want to do things. It was crazy because she was actually a really good cook, but hey man, I don’t know we all fuck up. I don’t regret meeting her and being with her I just regret marrying her and staying with her for such a long time.

          • Scruffy_Nerfherder@exploding-heads.com
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            I was filled with self hatred to the point where I just decided to kill myself. I drove 3 hours outside of my home, checked into a hotel and swallowed about 200 aspirin.

            God brought me through that, having your stomach pumped is not fun.

            I was trying to pick up the pieces of my life and was working as a Pizza delivery driver. I got mugged. They hit me from behind so hard that paramedics were astonished that I wasn’t dead.

            The muggers ran forward said some crap and it was lights out. All I remember was this darkness that terrified me. When I came to I didn’t hate myself anymore. There are other acts of kindness and mercy that happened during that time that contributed to my freedom from self hatred, but God lifted a large part of that off of me. I have never struggled with it since.

            Now when I pray for change I am always mindful to ask God to change me gently.

            I still have difficulties from the mugging, it really messed me up. With a few simple precautions most people wouldn’t notice them. I don’t mind them at all. Even with the things I have to endure (minor as they are) I am free from self hatred.

  • JohnDClay@sh.itjust.works
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    1 year ago

    I hate parts of myself a bit. I hate that I’m pretty lazy for example. But I’m pretty happy with me overall.

  • Scruffy_Nerfherder@exploding-heads.com
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    This is such a good question that I have been ruminating on it. Sin is inherently destructive so when we sin it is a self destructive act and the ultimate act of self hatred. When we fight against sin (even if we lose) that is the ultimate act of self love.

    As other posts seem to confirm, the root of self hatred is sin.

    Also keep in mind that Satan hates you and wants to destroy you. Self hatred is not natural. IMHO self hatred is a sign of demonic influence.