Cognizant
February 7th, 2018, 09:17 PM
Mostly just posting this here to vent.
I'm nearly 21 and I'm already stuck in my life.
At one point, I had a really great job that paid me well and cool friends that I interacted with. I would go out and explore the world. I had aspirations to design something that could change the world. I even had a boyfriend that I thought I loved.
Isn't it funny how you think you're in the prime of your life and then all of a sudden it comes crashing down?
I don't consider myself a boring person - people like to talk to me. But why is it so damn hard for me to make friends if that's the case? Why is it that in adulthood, that people ignore you? Exclude you? Don't bother with you while they go out having the time of their lives and you're stuck at home...alone? Why do the plans I look forward to always fall through?
My replacement job is a joke. I can't make friends that way. Community college is dead. Nobody I match with on Tinder messages me back or they reply like I'm bothering them by hitting them up.
Yet my psychiatrist and "friends" keep telling me to keep trying, that things will get better. That you have to give people a chance. That one day, I'll do something amazing and they'll all regret not talking to me.
All I fucking do is try and yet, I still fall empty handed. By everyone. The "friends" i have now are fucking pricks and wouldn't give a damn if I killed myself.
How the fuck does "it get better" if I've been trying for the past 3 years to make things "better" and it hasn't improved one bit?!
They say suicide is selfish. I disagree. It's the opposite of selfish if the only reason you haven't killed yourself is because you know it'll hurt others feelings. Well fuck other people. We all die alone anyways. People are ungrateful, useless, pitiful bags of organs that destroy our planet and resources.
Maybe the reason I don't have friends is because of my cynical views on life. But after living with major anxiety and depression for -years- and not having people stick by your side, you slowly begin to hate people. But I hate loneliness even more.
So I'm stuck, and I haven't even passed by 21st birthday.
Fuck everyone.
I'm nearly 21 and I'm already stuck in my life.
At one point, I had a really great job that paid me well and cool friends that I interacted with. I would go out and explore the world. I had aspirations to design something that could change the world. I even had a boyfriend that I thought I loved.
Isn't it funny how you think you're in the prime of your life and then all of a sudden it comes crashing down?
I don't consider myself a boring person - people like to talk to me. But why is it so damn hard for me to make friends if that's the case? Why is it that in adulthood, that people ignore you? Exclude you? Don't bother with you while they go out having the time of their lives and you're stuck at home...alone? Why do the plans I look forward to always fall through?
My replacement job is a joke. I can't make friends that way. Community college is dead. Nobody I match with on Tinder messages me back or they reply like I'm bothering them by hitting them up.
Yet my psychiatrist and "friends" keep telling me to keep trying, that things will get better. That you have to give people a chance. That one day, I'll do something amazing and they'll all regret not talking to me.
All I fucking do is try and yet, I still fall empty handed. By everyone. The "friends" i have now are fucking pricks and wouldn't give a damn if I killed myself.
How the fuck does "it get better" if I've been trying for the past 3 years to make things "better" and it hasn't improved one bit?!
They say suicide is selfish. I disagree. It's the opposite of selfish if the only reason you haven't killed yourself is because you know it'll hurt others feelings. Well fuck other people. We all die alone anyways. People are ungrateful, useless, pitiful bags of organs that destroy our planet and resources.
Maybe the reason I don't have friends is because of my cynical views on life. But after living with major anxiety and depression for -years- and not having people stick by your side, you slowly begin to hate people. But I hate loneliness even more.
So I'm stuck, and I haven't even passed by 21st birthday.
Fuck everyone.