Chibi MitchellTF wrote:You are a loser when you stop trying. When you give up, that means you have lost.
Until success, no matter how many times I try, I consider myself a loser. No matter how many failures, once I succeed, I won't be a loser. Simple-minded reasoning, but it works. For me, anyway.
Thomas Edison, who invented the light bulb, supposedly went through seven hundred to ten thousand failed versions, before he finally succeeded. Thus, his success rate is less than 1%! And you think less than 10% is a loser?
Albert Einstein flunked out of his german school, and had to work as a patent official before he ever managed to create his famous theory.
They ended up succeeding, so they're not losers.
You are only a loser when you cease to try, though sometimes it is a good idea to try in a different way.
I don't really have many options in the way of trying something differently, insofar as never betraying my conscience and principals and all that.
If you're going to insult yourself, at least try to figure out how to make those insults UNTRUE! If you are a loser, figure out why you think you are a loser, and change it. If it's because you don't have a girlfriend, talk to girls. If it's because you don't have a job, get a job. If it's because you don't have friends, then remember that you have us!
If only it were that easy, or simple. (And, for the record, I know why I consider myself a loser.)
Girlfriend: I'm not interested in that kind of relationship, or even sexual relations. Same with boyfriends. And that's not even considering how I think that, short of pity (or if I happened to be rich), no one would be interested in me in that way.
Job: I've got no transportation, less than a high school education, no experience in anything, and jobs are very hard to find in this area. Also, my paranoia, shyness, and slight phobia of being around people makes it nigh impossible to do anything, or even function properly. I have a bad memory, no sense of time, and an utter lack of energy and concentration for much of anything. At best, I may be able to become an author of books, but I lack the grammar skills, and environmental experience/knowledge, to put much of anything together. Something that can be remedied, sure, but I just don't have the drive for it, or the focus. Oh, I've tried... But following through with something (most things) is not something that I'm good at, or really capable of being very succesful with. Back when I had become eighteen, straight away I wanted a job, wanted a life, and wanted to help the people that I lived with financially, too. (I tried vocational rehabilitation, job training for the physically or mentally impaired.) But I couldn't follow through, and I had to be re-evaluated by a shrink, wondering why I even bothered. Well, I already gave my reasons for why I tried.
Friends: This is a very complicated issue, and I doubt that anyone would understand. Everyone that I've ever had a chat with, about this, all say it's as easy as "being there." It's not. My parents were "around", but they didn't love me. My childhood friends had been "around", but it was for mutual entertainment, nothing more. My school district, back when I had first started high school, sent a social worker to spend time with me, but that was his job, and I knew that. Said social worker was probably three times my age... About the age of my parents, who weren't willing to do what was this man's
job to do. In regard to MSF, it's not so much that I don't feel what I'm looking for in a friendship, but I'm just incapable of maintaining one, for many of the same reasons why I'm incapable of maintaining other things. Short of being age regressed and brainwashed (or something), I don't think I'll ever get anywhere in this area until, perhaps, my next life. Even if I'm an animal.