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Jollymaxxing: The act of acquiring or deviating the positive interpretation from any, and all circumstances, especially those in which are seemingly unsatifactory.
When I was 12 years old, my brother gave me marijuana for the first time. I shared it with my best friend since 3rd grade shortly after.
For many years the two of us would smoke together, then I would get harder and more intense drugs, of all varieties. Cocaine, MDMA, Adderall, Lean, Baclofen, LSD, Shrooms, and more which I cannot remember
I lived in a world without responsibilities, without consequences.
Until he overdosed on fentanyl when he was 18.
The JollyMaxxing Guide.
(thread OST)
Naturally, I bore a great responsibility for this. I had enormous guilt. The burden of giving weed to my best friend was hardly evil, really it was my older brother who should have felt guilty, but I doubt he is.
Before he died, me and him both had largely left our previous social circles, we were both peculiar individuals, in different ways. I, a timid and overly accommodating manlet, and him, a large roidhead, with anger issues, and ASPD, (anti social personality disorder)
we were polar opposites really, but still we were inseperable
I had no other friends at the time of his death. I was left completely alone, I failed all my classes in college, and didn't tell my parents until it couldn't be avoided. But I was broken man, my parents didn't even flinch at my failure, they understood. They are good people.
I fell into deep drug addiction, mostly weed, as it was always my main issue.
It wasn't until 2 years later, I had gotten sober, and I had realized something interesting.
Nothing can break me now. I am stronger than I ever would have been, had he lived.
Of course this is not a trade id willingly make... but it was made for me.
There is no loss which could even come close to this. Therefore, I am now... Emotionally untouchable. This is what it really means to "JollyMaxx" it is to solidify your mind.
1st principle of JollyMaxxing: The more pain you endure, the less painful it becomes.
I was khhv for a long time, until i fucked a prostitute, a mistake I do regret, but only partially. But.. it never bothered me. For one simple reason:
I Found pride in the fact that I can endure this intense loneliness, without anyone knowing, without any signs, without any sympathy. I needed nothing, and I needed nobody. I respect myself for this.
Additionally, the intense isolation, the lack of friends, no social circle whatsoever
it no longer bothered me... I didn't feel lonely anymore, i felt stronger
I began to realize it is not a flaw, it is a positive attribute
Without anyone to influence me, without any support. I am more myself, than anyone else.
2nd principle: Always deviate the positive outcome, consistently observe the "up-side".
Another issue began to plague me, severe joint weakness, it was (and is) as though I am an old man, with decaying bones. I snap, crack, rattle and pop as i get out of bed. I tear my shoulders when i do the dishes
It is agony.
I had to quit my job, my job at sonic
Thats right, a simple wagie menial labor job such as sonic was beyond my abilities. I saw doctors, they had few answers for me
I was told to gain weight, which i did, and it did indeed help,
But really, the only thing that helps, is to endure the pain, to embrace it,
You see, this aligns with the 1st principle too, but has another layer,
After living in a torture chamber for close to a year, I stopped calling it that, I stopped bitching, I stopped moaning, I started to realize, that there is now nothing in my day to day life which bothers me, my man-child older brother, who ruined my life, and his constant yelling at minor inconveniences, is far less of a pain than it once was.
Nothing is nearly as annoying as my own body, and so.. nothing is annoying at all.
3rd principle: Turn pain into power, what doesn't kill you, makes you stronger.
Conclusion:
My life is far worse than you worthless faggots (probably, some exceptions)
"muh my onetis rejected me"
"muh ill never be NT" "muh chad" "muh stacy" "muh muh"
Shut your bitch ass up
Nobody suffers like me.
and yet...
THERE IS NOBODY JOLLIER THAN I !
@mogs me @superpsycho @autistic_tendencies @VV62 @ChadL1te
When I was 12 years old, my brother gave me marijuana for the first time. I shared it with my best friend since 3rd grade shortly after.
For many years the two of us would smoke together, then I would get harder and more intense drugs, of all varieties. Cocaine, MDMA, Adderall, Lean, Baclofen, LSD, Shrooms, and more which I cannot remember
I lived in a world without responsibilities, without consequences.
Until he overdosed on fentanyl when he was 18.
The JollyMaxxing Guide.
(thread OST)
Naturally, I bore a great responsibility for this. I had enormous guilt. The burden of giving weed to my best friend was hardly evil, really it was my older brother who should have felt guilty, but I doubt he is.
Before he died, me and him both had largely left our previous social circles, we were both peculiar individuals, in different ways. I, a timid and overly accommodating manlet, and him, a large roidhead, with anger issues, and ASPD, (anti social personality disorder)
we were polar opposites really, but still we were inseperable
I had no other friends at the time of his death. I was left completely alone, I failed all my classes in college, and didn't tell my parents until it couldn't be avoided. But I was broken man, my parents didn't even flinch at my failure, they understood. They are good people.
I fell into deep drug addiction, mostly weed, as it was always my main issue.
It wasn't until 2 years later, I had gotten sober, and I had realized something interesting.
Nothing can break me now. I am stronger than I ever would have been, had he lived.
Of course this is not a trade id willingly make... but it was made for me.
There is no loss which could even come close to this. Therefore, I am now... Emotionally untouchable. This is what it really means to "JollyMaxx" it is to solidify your mind.
1st principle of JollyMaxxing: The more pain you endure, the less painful it becomes.

I was khhv for a long time, until i fucked a prostitute, a mistake I do regret, but only partially. But.. it never bothered me. For one simple reason:
I Found pride in the fact that I can endure this intense loneliness, without anyone knowing, without any signs, without any sympathy. I needed nothing, and I needed nobody. I respect myself for this.
Additionally, the intense isolation, the lack of friends, no social circle whatsoever
it no longer bothered me... I didn't feel lonely anymore, i felt stronger
I began to realize it is not a flaw, it is a positive attribute
Without anyone to influence me, without any support. I am more myself, than anyone else.
2nd principle: Always deviate the positive outcome, consistently observe the "up-side".

Another issue began to plague me, severe joint weakness, it was (and is) as though I am an old man, with decaying bones. I snap, crack, rattle and pop as i get out of bed. I tear my shoulders when i do the dishes
It is agony.
I had to quit my job, my job at sonic
Thats right, a simple wagie menial labor job such as sonic was beyond my abilities. I saw doctors, they had few answers for me
I was told to gain weight, which i did, and it did indeed help,
But really, the only thing that helps, is to endure the pain, to embrace it,
You see, this aligns with the 1st principle too, but has another layer,
After living in a torture chamber for close to a year, I stopped calling it that, I stopped bitching, I stopped moaning, I started to realize, that there is now nothing in my day to day life which bothers me, my man-child older brother, who ruined my life, and his constant yelling at minor inconveniences, is far less of a pain than it once was.
Nothing is nearly as annoying as my own body, and so.. nothing is annoying at all.
3rd principle: Turn pain into power, what doesn't kill you, makes you stronger.

Conclusion:
My life is far worse than you worthless faggots (probably, some exceptions)
"muh my onetis rejected me"
"muh ill never be NT" "muh chad" "muh stacy" "muh muh"
Shut your bitch ass up
Nobody suffers like me.
and yet...
THERE IS NOBODY JOLLIER THAN I !

@mogs me @superpsycho @autistic_tendencies @VV62 @ChadL1te