Thank god the shithole known as the 2010s is about to be over. This will go down as the worst decade in human history. Also as the worst years of my life for me personally. Overall, the 2010s were a major development but in a highly negative way. Here’s my personal review of how the 2010s went for me.
2010
Awesome ■■■■■■■ year. Still had the late 00s vibe to it.
2011 - 2015
Worst years of my ■■■■■■■ life.
2016 - May 2018
A break from all the ■■■■■■■■. Things seemingly were starting to get better around this time.
June 2018 - December 2018
Anxiety and hypochondria like you wouldn’t ■■■■■■■ believe was possible.
January 2019 - February 2019
Year starts off pretty promising.
March 6th, 2019 - November 24th, 2019
■■■■■■■ trainwreck.
November 25th - present
Promising way to end off such a ■■■■ year. I’ll have to see how this one goes.
How were the 2010s for you? For me, it was a time of suffering. It was the worst chapter of my life by far starting in January 2011 when my mom announced her pregnancy to a third kid with a guy she had been dating on and off for about a year or so and who I really didn’t like, especially when compared to the man she was already dating at the time who was a gym coach at my school and who I really liked. Then later on that year I entered the 7th grade and that was when the bullying started and when my entire house of cards came tumbling over. Things would continue to get worse until 2016 when I had a little break from all of it because I had something to distract me from all of my personal problems (in this case, politics). Also in 2016, I graduated with a GED after I dropped out of high school after failing the 9th grade twice because my mother was taking all of my adderall and vyvanse so I couldn’t stay awake in class and because I had to get up so early for the bus to go to a school that was out of town because I got bullied out of that last one that was more nearby. During this period (2011 - 2015), I was committed involuntarily three times. Also in 2015, I got put on disability, but my mother got it put into her name so I receive none of it as it’s in her bank account. She has threatened me on at least two occasions over it, such as that one time when she was yelling at me over being near the phone asking me if I was gonna call social security and the second time was when she was pestering me after I stole the card to go online to pay for an account on some ancestry website telling me that she could look to see if I made any transactions. I tried moving out of this shithole on and off for four years now, with the first time being when I was committed sometime back in 2015. But I didn’t start breaking my balls looking for ways out of here until sometime earlier on this year (like in March or so). This year has been the worst year for me since 2015, and my behavior started to dramatically change. I got committed twice this year: the first time voluntarily and the second time involuntarily for two weeks due to family problems. It got to the point to where I was calling the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline nearly everyday for months on end. I was screaming until my throat got sore to seemingly no avail. There was a whole bunch of ■■■■ bothering me this year, but most of it I’ve adapted to at this point (such as certain noises). However, as of Nov. 25th (yesterday), I received good news over the phone from my new counselor that I could petition the court to get my disability money either in my name or somebody elses. I just have to wait until Dec. 2nd to see my new counselor, since my lasg one was a dumbass.
You’ve been through a lot. I hope the next decade is kinder to you.
My 2010s started off nicely, I was your typical idealistic teenager with the world at her fingertips; I don’t have many favorable things to say about how it got for me towards the end, however. There’s always going to be bad mixed with good but these past few years have just been a lot of bad mixed a little good, and I find myself grasping way too hard at the good. I won’t be sad to see the 2010s go.
Well, at least things weren’t too bad for you. I’ve been suffering for the past 8 years mentally, and it really has taken it’s toll on me. But at least I now have some outlook thanks to what happened yesterday.
Been a struggle in every way it feels like anyway.
Past ten yrs sucked
Ten years before that were tough and a struggle
The 90’s we’re hell and a kid in the eighties for me we’re some good but a tough upbringing
All in all, pretty hard going
Life’s what it is just being honest
The 00’s were pretty good for me. I came to my assisted living center in 2001, two months before 9/11. I drank heavily in the 00’s. It was fun, but it was also very bad for my health, and I had to quit. I’ve been in this place for 18 years, and I am starting to want a change of environment, in spite of the fact that I have so much more here than I could every have at another assisted living center. It’s just that things are kind of stale here. It’s not bad, just a little boring.
The 2010’s weren’t all bad for me. I was diagnosed, lost several jobs, got blood clots, had three surgeries, and was diagnosed with a plethora of issues, but I had my family standing by my side. That made all the difference.
40 to 50. I like my 2010’s. I’m older. Gave up the smokes in 2009 so it’s a decade without cigs and addiction. I’m fitter towards the end of the decade than I have been for most of my life. I’m in a good place mentally and I’m chalking up 20 years on the pills.
I feel for you but this decade has been kind to me.
Glad its over - these past 10 years have been a sharp learning curve for me.
Im now declaring retirement at 45! So im gonna damn well enjoy myself - now im settled.
This past decade was okay, maybe the biggest change was when I stopped driving an automobile, I sold my car in 2014, maybe this was a good change because I can ride my bicycle more. I did not travel anywhere in this past decade, maybe in the 2020’s I travel to some place.
I remember earlier on this year when I was taking adderall and just wouldn’t eat. It resulted in me becoming malnourished and underweight and I remember only noticing it until I visited my grandmother (father’s mother) back in June. I remember my mom yelling at me and telling me to kill myself while I was malnourished before I called my other family to stay with them for a few days. My mom treats me like ■■■■. She’s one of those parents who treats their children like a fashion accessory that’s run out of style. She’s just favoring me over the new one that she gave birth to 8 years ago. She even told me she hated me while we were in the car because I was getting fed up with her brat bossing me around while they simply allow their kid to run wild.
My health started failing in the teens and i had a med change in the 00’s. But things started getting better too. Its been a struggle, some years being tougher than others. Thanks for the blessed Hope of Glory.
