
paprikafever
Barely here
- Mar 10, 2025
- 2
First post here, and surely won't be my last. I've been a long time lurker, living under the false assumption that one day all my negative feelings will go away. Instead, they met their penultimate. My partner of 4 years has chosen to leave me, said he hasn't been happy for 9 months, basically treat me like shit so I'd be the one to bring up a break with him. I'll spare you the details, but I wanted to marry this man, I wanted to mother his children (makes those 9 months all the more ironic). When I was younger, I told myself the worst thing that could happen to me would be this. And yet, it seemed so out of reach. That I would've even need to consider a planned attempt. I've attempted many times before, but all spontaneously. I've never sad down and confronted the idea of a planned exit. Perhaps this cause seems so trivial, I mean, in the grand scheme of things, 4 years seems like crumbs. But I'm young, and those were my formative years. Everything I know is him. I'm a first year uni student, I'm autistic and I've got crippling adhd. Shit is already tough for me. I feel like everything else I've been through has just been a drop in the bucket, but now someone's went and kicked it over. Like I said, I'm young and I have barely lived, but if life continues to feel this hard, why would I want to? Why not put an end to it now. Maybe I'll look back on this and see how melodramatic I was being, or maybe I'll still stand by it. All I can say for sure is, right now, I've decided to give up. No more superficially dragging myself out of bed, I think I'll rot here for a while.