Comments by "Widdekuu91" (@Widdekuu91) on "Feli from Germany" channel.

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  19. I am from the Netherlands and in schools, around April-May, the WW2 stuff always started coming up again. My surrounding teenage classmates were always a bit nonchalant (to say the least) and did not really see the importance of it being discussed, but we're talking troubled-teens here, so maybe that's logical then. So every now and then, they included a horrifying little detail or picture, to get everyone's attention. I am a special little snowflake myself and would not be able to shake off ány of the stories I heard (let alone footage I saw) so whenever we learned shit in historyclass, I would walk around with that image for a few weeks (and some images are still in my head to this day.) For that same reason, I don't like to watch warmovies that much (depending on the warmovie) and I refused to go inside a concentrationcamp when my (ridiculous) exboyfriend surprised me by making us visit one. I always find that if jokes are not about the victims or ridiculing them, but moreso a word-joke or a joke about Hitler getting angry after being send away from artschool, I think the jokes are fine. I've accidentally made the mistake of using WK (WereldKampioenschappen, in Dutch the WorldCup) in a conversation that ended badly, because I teased the German about losing. I didn't know the WK was Weltkrieg (WorldWar) in German. Either way, if I was a bit more strong mentally, I would feel like I owed it to the victims to do more research (a.k.a. read more books and learn more) about WW2, but I have zero mental stability right now and regularly cry for 2 hours about the situation in Ukraine, and I'm not even from there. I need more hope and trust in humanity and learning about ovens and nazi's doesn't help that at all.
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  22. I went to look for therapy, but instead I got offered Oxazepam and Diazepam, because the waitinglist was so long that they 'hoped I'd just be fine with a pill.' When my mom asked if they were addictive, they said they weren't and downplayed any effects. Meanwhile, my across-the-street-neighbour had been addicted to Oxazepam and was now álso on Morphine, because she build up a resistance to it all. The woman then actually wanted to give me Oxazepam, without a prescription, just to 'try it out' because she 'wanted me to enjoy my life and feel that warm, soft, snoozing and lovely feeling in my head, like a kitten being wrapped in a warm blanket.' I said I'd think about it and they also offered me antipsychotica and antidepressants, while we were at it, because I really struggled with anxiety and they felt it'd help. I did not take the drugs, but continued the search through the horrible state-therapists (that work 1,5 year and then drop you, for moneysake) and now I am paying out of my own pocket, but my therapist is actively helping and finally things are going well. And also, talking was indeed the answer for the trauma, but the anxiety-issues were (partially!) caused by a thyroidproblem called Hashimotos. I only noticed that when I was already out of balance só far that I had near-anemia and fell on the floor 3 times, unable to properly breathe or speak and (already being skinny) having lost 10 kilos in a few weeks. So thát has helped me inmensly and I cannot imagine the horror that would have occured if I had tried their Oxazepam out of the tiny pillbottle and liked it enough to keep on using it. The only painkillers I use now are once-a-month (thyroidproblems usually cause heavy bleeding and severe cramps) and arguably, the painkillers are meant for surgery and they usually knock me out for 6 hours (because I respond heavily to pills to begin with) and then I get hungry and 'euphoric' and weirdly giggly and I suddenly start cracking great jokes, as if drunk. But I am a responsible user and if I think I can handle a month without one, I do that. And I never, ever take more than one a month, ónly if I can't handle the cramps. I have autism and ADHD as well, in general people with ADHD or Autism are prone to addictions, so I am extra careful with that. Luckily I somehow have a good tolerance for pain, so after jawsurgery I only needed 2-3 and did not finish the 10 pack (hence the reason I now use them for my menstrual cramps, with permission from my doctor, that is aware of my issues.)
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  23. I would have hated to have to shower after gymclass, I know that all of us were very insecure about our bodies at the time (one girl was physically abused at home, so she was covered in blue marks) and luckily our showers had legionella and were therefore, permanently out of order. If someone wánts to shower and covers up a bit, I don't see the problem. It's about the setting, about giving a little warning..youknow. If a girl blatantly would have walked in naked without announcing she was naked, I would have maybe felt uncomfortable. But if she just had a towel on and said; 'I'm going to dress myself now!' then we could have politely looked away for a bit. I know my perception on things is different, because I've been through some nasty times and situations, so to me, nudity isn't always a safe subject and especially not if it's "sprung on me" out of the blue. I remember even feeling physically ill when a vague acquintance immediately took her bra off (without saying she would) to put her bathingsuit on before we went to the beach. Had she simply mentioned she was going to, I would have looked away a bit. So, I don't know, I feel uncomfortable with those things, but that's because of trauma and if the people aren't standing closeby and aren't asking anything off me or making direct eyecontact, I guess I'm alright with most. Or if I'm warned beforehand xD Like going to the red-light-district (I live near Amsterdam) you know what to expect. So then there are no strange surprises, most of the time.
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  24.  @jamesr1703  I'm serious. Two Valleygirls complained about the lack of goats, others wondered if there was a horsecart from SchipholAirport to the hotel, they were expecting 'mud-roads' and complimented (backhanded) the airport out loud for being 'almost as clean as the USA" (while a cleaner was scrubbing the floor that their heels touched with bleach, of all things.) I've had people ask me where they could get safe water, because 'obviously the tapwater was not drinkable' because it 'did not have any chlorine' and was therefore 'infected with parasites, drugremains and filth' and they also didn't dare to walk into buildings like churches, because those could 'collapse any second.' The church has been standing since about 6000 years, but sure, Hank will walk into it and that'll be the final blow that makes the church collapse. People have panicked about the dangerous streets of Amsterdam, but instead of panicking about the dangers of walking into the bikelane (which they should nót do, and instead just walk onto) they are telling me that they are afraid of getting their food drugged by a café, like 'in the movies' and then they'll be sodomized by strangers and sold onto the sexmarket, 'like in taken.' I assured them nobody would drug you for free, we are famously keen on making money here, so if your brownie stinks of hash, and it costs more than a normal one, and you look around and see weed-leafs everywhere and the sign above you says; 'Coffeeshop!' with weedleafs and people around you are smoking and Bob Marley music is playing in the background, then it is safe to assume you walked into a drugbar. They famously advertise the drugs, otherwise the tourists wouldn't find it. We don't 'drug you for fun' so that we can clean up the floor after an overwhelmed American vomits on it. There is no time for such nonsense, there is money to be made. I can't give anyone guarantees, but I can assure you the chances of the following fears happening are slim; 1. Witnessing prostitutes fuck animals and humans on the street (They famously have windows and they don't fuck animals) 2. Seeing gay people fuck on the street (they famously have wonderfully designed houses and stylish bedrooms for that.) 3. Having people kidnap you like Liam Neeson's daughter to sell your American-style bodies on the dark web. 4. Invite you over for a lovely cup of tea and then announce a spontanious orgy 5. Offer you free sex, with the sole purpose of spreading diseases 6. Giving your tourist-teenagers euthanasia-pills because they mentioned they are depressed 7. Casually killing your grandma with euthanasia-pills because that's what we get off on 8. Marry you and then reveal we are now 3 people in a marriage (Fox News was convinced we did this) 9. Beat you up, because we saw a cross on your neck and we consume Christian blood Street-cons WILL however....pickpocket you, so watch out
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  27. But at the same time, you're a melting pot of different cultures, and it would be nice to understand what all the Mexicans are saying. Youknow..there was a man that worked at the borderpatroll and said something along the lines of; 'Hola, do you have a mucho dinero in your trucky-trailer?' and that was it. We don't have to speak German either...the chance of me walking in a forest and suddenly being confronted with the fact that I've crossed the border into Germany and I don't understand anyone anymore, is really small. We just learn it because it's easier to communicate with the neighbours that way, and it's nice to eavesdrop on them (for a change...) and youknow, be able to chat a bit with tourists that walk around in the town. Americans are confronted with other languages every single day, especially in big cities, but the schools don't bother to teach anything outside the borders, not anything remotely worthy of mentioning. I have written down all the states as a kid, when I was 9. I had to learn those, in a few weeks. I'm from the Netherlands, we're miles away from your country. I had to mark them on a map, learn a few presidents, what was going on with George Bush, what was happening in the big cities, what was happening in the countrysides etc.etc. Joking about you all speaking one language is not necessarily a superiority-stunt, it's a subtle confrontation and encouragement about maybe the US adding a language to their average school-day and removing a few things that don't matter, to balance it out. I mean, everyone speaking on this page went through a good few years of learning your language, so they could communicate with you. It's nice if the Americans did something like that for their neighbours too. Or at the least, that they read up on the news and realise that most European countries that they think have horses and carts and goats on the street, are more modernized than the average US city.
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  37.  @MaBer-67391  Right. I'm sad to hear you got bullied, but I just wanted to highlight that this happened despite you being cut there. If you hadn't been cut, it would have merely added a new reason for the crowd to ostrichize you, but you were cut, so they bullied you about being skinny (because the rest was, as Americans usually are, not skinny, I presume, so you didn't fit in?) I can assure you that people that cut their babies genitals up so they 'don't get bullied for being different' are really misguided. Maybe not with bad intentions, but réálly misguided. (I was bullied and assaulted at school myself and I can assure you it made no difference whatsoever what I wore, how i looked or what I said. Only to myself. If I wore my favorite dress, they called me a disgusting goth and if I called my let's-hide-today-shirt they called me a boring mouse. Both were offensive, didn't make a difference. Didn't make a difference in getting beaten up any less. Dressing up like a tart got you s-assaulted and dressing up like a mouse got you s-assaulted just as badly..) I am happy you build yourself up, through all the struggle and you say you are happy with your circumsized penis, but you have never had an uncircumsized one, so how would you know? I can say I'm happy with having 2 eyes, but if I knew my parents cut out a third eye, to make me fit in, that would've made me angry. Not saying your parents had bad intentions, but you must admit that it is a shame you never got to decide for yourself. That was your own body, you get to decide what happens to it.
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