Reminds me of the times my parents would run late to pick me up and my dumb little kid mind would overthink to the point I thought they had forgotten about me
Reminds me of the times my parents would run late to pick me up and my dumb little kid mind would overthink to the point I thought they had forgotten about me
I always thought they had died in a car accident.
Hahah same
Hahah
Hilarious
It happened to me so often I just got used to it, talked to some kind old ladies at school whenever I could instead, or in kindergarten I got some free piano/english lessons.
Either that or murdered by someone robbing them like in batman begins
The generation that has cell phones will hopefully not have to experience this dread that we did
Man I still do this in my mind when I expect to have heard from my wife and I havenāt heard from her
God same. Once when I was 8 my dad was 15 min late to pick me up from school and I cried and panicked and my teacher let me call him.. he got me a little dog keychain that night to apologize lol and I still have it 12 years later
Me too, and I would be so pissed, now that Iām older I realize that they were just doing their best. God I always cringe at younger me
It is extremely hard not to cringe at your younger self.
It's called self-growth!
Damn, this x1000
Superb. You have all the ingredients: a prevailing feeling of desolation despite being surrounded by the familiar; a progression from this suggestion of previous fun (the rug) to outright dystopian shit-show outside.
It's almost like a reverse of the way feng shui is supposed to feel, but with similar presentation and experience.
It could only be made better if it were a bit darker outside and there were no vehicles. Twilight and there's no stars emerging.
+points for flourescent light buzz in background
Moths on the window outside being the only living thing to keep you company.
To be fair theres only one car way in the bg
Perfect description.
I was trying to put my finger on why this is so good, thank you for breaking it down. Fucking immaculate photo
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Well then. The phrase "community center" just unlocked some old neurons.
Dude. Don't.
I hate this picture
My Dad once forgot to pick me up from photography camp back in the late 80ās. I was there past dark waiting with my teacher. She eventually drove me home and chewed out my dad. I didnāt speak to him for a while.
That's rough sorry you had to deal with that :(
My dad and I are super close now but he had ā¦ letās say, a few āroughā years when I was growing up. He didnāt know how to be a Dad and now that Iām older and seeing my friends with kids I kinda get it. Nobody tells you how to be a parent and you can be the best one in the world and still fuck up your kids somehow. It was shitty for him to straight up forget about his kid but I forgive him.
Forgiveness is key, I'm glad you were able to. You seem like a genuine person.
Username checks out š
Imma be honest though my username is utter nonsense
damn this one just makes me sad
Don't be sad. Here's a hug!
good bot :')
One of the best posts here. The photo and the title made me feel a mix of things. Expectation, impatience, sadness and some sort of growing fear and abandonment.
I can just picture a child pressing their face and hands against the glass of the door, waiting to catch a glance of their family car, knowing they'll finally go home and the wait is over.
We were so focused on leaving these sort of places that we didn't take the time to think about the pieces of our youth we'll leave behind; that feeling of impermanence I guess.
Mm, yeah. When you're a kid you really, really don't think about such things. But when you're older, you do. Especially if places where you used to go to (example, my kindergarten and elementary/middle school) are completely changed now but in your memory they're still the same. you still remember where certain things were, the people there...
Kinda reminds me of walking through a new shop using the building of an old place you used to go to, the sense of newness but surreal familiarity at the same time is jarring when I experience it
I immediately thought of a mall that I used to go to sometimes and the many things they changed inside. Whenever I think about it, I imagine it the way it was, where the shops were and which ones.
And then, when I (very rarely) visit it again, it feels just... I don't know I get bit of a whiplash? I miss how it was.
I saw a video the other day of a library that took over an abandoned grocery store while their original building was under construction. It was incredibly interesting as someone who would prefer places bring existing buildings up to code rather than a new one being built, but I know if it had been my local town it would have felt so jarring.
Honestly, starting at about age 10 I started thinking about how "this won't be forever. I'm living my youth right now. I might miss this". I get to high school and it's the same thing but add "these memories will stay with you forever, enjoy it while you can". And in college, "wow , I'm at the peak time of my life, Taylor Swift even wrote a song about being 22, I went into debt just to experience this, don't take it for granted".
It's my last semester and I'm looking back down the mountain of life at all of this and I can distinctly remember times where I formed a memory knowing it was my last time doing something or won't last forever. Now I'm about to graduate and I'm constantly in a state of it
I was-am an anxious person.
That was... interesting to read. I think I started to think about this more in highschool instead. I'd be sitting in class one moment and my thoughts would wander to something like: "I am sitting here now. But what am I gonna be doing in 10 years? This moment alone is experienced just once." Well... I certainly didn't expect to be where I am now (total disappointment and just... shite life. Not different from how it was before), but now it's a reverse way of thinking of where I was 10 years ago PLUS what is gonna happen in the future, and how wasted my whole life is. So this feeling of anxiety about it is very familiar while at the same time I just have zero strength to care. Weird. This thing of us not lasting forever has been on my mind often, especially lately.
Sorry if I digressed a little with this comment, but I fully get what you mean.
Well, look at what we are talking about; your life isnāt wasted, you have more of it yet to live. Just stop for a second, remember where you are now. And in 10 years, I hope you remember that moment and can look back through time at your younger self and be like, wow, I have come so far, and I thought I had wasted my life! Because you know, just like how good things donāt last forever, whatever shittiness youāre going through now, the apathetic feelings you have, that wonāt last forever either. Nothing does. Try to savor the good, try to learn from the bad.
As for apathy though, man, a I get you. I donāt think I peaked in high school, I have yet to really start my career, but I had so much more motivation and hopes and dreams back then. I know Iām not in the best situation now, but I know it could be worse if I never went to university so for all intents and purposes I got a āgood endingā, but I do wish I had tried harder, because I was so burnt out by the time I graduated and started college that I was hit with a brick wall of apathy and just like you I donāt have the energy to do much about it. Iām graduating and moving soon. But the good news is, nothing lasts forever, and I will start to give a shit at some point, huge or shitty catalyst or not. I hope you do too. Good things are in store for you, thatās not optimistic, thatās just reality. Best wishes.
This hit me in the nostalgic feels. I was always the last to be picked up
Now that's spooky
i kinda wanna make a game based on this
God that's terrifying wtf
This town looks like somebody's memory of a place... And that memory is fading
Reminds me of the first year I had football practice after school but was still too young to drive. Everybody would call from the phone in the coaches' office or the pay phone across the street for their parents to come pick them up. It wasn't too big of a deal when it was late summer/early fall and the sun was still up, but it was pretty depressing to wait late in the season when it was getting dark as practice ended. Sitting there in the dark under a yellow fluorescent light listening to it and the vending machine by the door humming as everything got darker and colder.
Oh my god practice for any sport late in the year is super depressing. You get up before the sun rises, go to school, get out, go to practice for 2-4 hours and by the time you're done the sun has already set and all you can really do is go home, eat dinner, sleep and repeat. It's like going into a movie theatre during daylight and coming back out after dark, but you didn't even get a damn movie.
:(
Why are you giving me anxiety
Ohhhhh nooooooo that carpet repressed memories time fuuuvckckck
This just gave me instant anxiety
Who are you? Youāre not mom.
What exactly happens if your parents never show and the caretakers can't get you to/in your house? Always wondered that.
Just asked someone I know who worked at one: Depends on the placeās policy. For the one near me, you wait in blocks of 15 minutes, trying to contact the parents. After usually 15-30 minutes, itās your choice whether you keep trying for 15 minutes or call CPS. Legally speaking, theyāre considered abandoned, and you can choose when escalation is necessary. You also arenāt supposed to bring them home (not your job and no guarantee someone will be there).
I remember being driven home from preschool in a police car one time when my mom didn't show up. That was 25+ years ago though.
Tfw you're 25 and work at a daycare part time to pay college loans
Me after school pretty much everyday
PTSD flashbacks
Awesome pic
Triggered
Yo I walked home so many times.
By highschool, I just rode my bike everywhere, why depend on people.
Langoliers.
Almost shed a tear
Man this makes me feel happy. Something about it reminds me of waiting for my parents to pick me up after cub scouts and screwing around with a bunch of friends at the playground next to where we had meetings. Iād often wish they were a bit later than normal so we could finish our game of tag or hide n seek etc. Nostalgia is a hell of a drugā¦
That isnāt mom
Why the fuck did parents always make us wait so fucking long? I swear to God I used to wait for like 50 minutes for my mom after piano practice in freezing weather. And I am disabled. Jesus Christ. My kid's never going to go through that shit.
Right?
The look on that door's face says, probably not.
That caption made this purely horror
This picture makes me feel so depressed and idk why.
oooh this is a good one. this doesn't make me sad - at all. I want to go here. I feel like I'm about to pack up and head out and spend the night with friends
Don't be sad. Here's a hug!
Shout out to all the single moms that ran late to pick you up from day care because they were working hard at their job to make ends meet and its 4th quarter and she let's you rent a video tape on the way home because she's going out with some friends tonight.
WRONG
where is she
Worst episode of blippi ever.
Thanks for turning my brief despair into a mighty lol
that title fuck, you really got me with this
waits for two more hours
Woah... This made me feel weird.
I ran an after-school program for close to a decade. If the parents didn't show up, two hours after closing we threatened to call the police. We never did (these were very poor people, the police wouldn't make it better) but the worst thing I ever heard waiting for parents to show up was a little girl that used our phone to call home then told me "Mom says my dad is on his way but they lie all the time"
The fact that the you can see the sun kind of setting makes this kinda sad
My chest tightened up just reading the title.
This reminds me of when my parents were late to pick me up from church choir practice when I was a kid. I remember there was one time that I had just finished watching a bunch of creepy YouTube videos and I was feeling super paranoid. As dusk approached and I waited for my parents to pick me up, for some reason I got super freaked out at the thought of going home and eating dinner. I begged my parents to let us go out to eat that night, simply because I wanted to be around other people. I wanted proof that other people existed, rather than sitting and eating with only my family in silence while the suffocating dim leaking through the window closed in around me. Horrible experience overall, some bad anxiety shit. This sub reminds me of that feeling.
Ooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh here it comes, stuck late at night in daycare waiting and praying to God that mommy will pick me up, I hate my memories
Wait is this the same place from the āWe like Fortniteā video?
Hope she comes to pick you up before the fucking zombies come through that glass door at night and grab your back š
That rug took me back
No she died 7 years ago fym
That pavement, that copy-paste shopping plaza... it feels like a badly written dystopia, or an unfinished Second Life property.
This is what the wealthiest men on earth think we want.
This is top 5 for me
no
My gosh I remember back when I was in the states, somewhere in alabama it looked exactly like this.
Peach-ish colored buildings, HUGE parking lot, nobody there
This is serious
easily one of the most photos ever taken
This image made me feel angry. It reminds me of when I was in pre k, and I never wanted to be there because of fights with classmates, and teachers and I couldn't get along with others in general. At the same time, I actually remembered some bad times there :/. If you are a parent, please don't send your child to daycare/ Pre-K when they are really young. I don't recommend it.
She went to get the orange juice bruv
This one is pretty strange because of course the idea of your parents not coming to pick you up is familiar, but this also feels pretty hopeless due to the lack of people and the overwhelming space for vehicles. Itās almost like āwe gave her this much space, and sheās still not comingā.
What the fuck, I thought this was depression memes.
Right!?!?!?
This almost instantly put me into a deep state of depression. š§
Seriously. This unlocked some deep memories of my mom frequently working late, and me trying to suppress panic, and the teacher giving me that "I'm really running out of patience" half-smile.
A fake smile is fucking poison.
For real I didn't ask to be your burden lmao