graveflower
druidess
- Nov 18, 2025
- 5
anyone else struggling with the realization that not only have they not accomplished anything, they are also seriously behind in life and not ever going to do anything meaningful? as of late its become more apparent to me how far behind i am on important developmental milestones, and how i am stuck working a low-end job that i have no plans to get out of. still living with a parent. dropped out of college. never had a proper irl boyfriend or any real dating experience- lacking a proper social circle, and i only really have one or two people that i can actually talk to about more casual things. otherwise i am a low-level shut-in. i have no prospects. its not like i dont have interests. i do. but those are seeming more lackluster everyday and i kinda just don't want to be anything in my life. nothing has been fun for me in years and i dont have any motivation. i just don't want to participate in any of it. its tiring and feels meaningless and the realization of how inconsequential i am to those who i had initially presumed to care about me has made me finally grasp: "fuck, i really dont have a thing."- but i guess i've secretly known that for a while.
I just don't see a future where I am a proactive, contributing adult doing things that i used to think i wanted. sick and tired of wasting resources and existing, suspended in nothing and just getting older. I wish I had never been born so that I wouldn't have ever had the concept of death. it still frightens me a bit, but I think I'm slowly getting over it. the one thing that brings me peace of mind is being out in the woods, and all I think I really want to do is to die where i'm content and become "one" with it, I guess. I'm a tree-hugger.
i feel like a husk that's just going through the motions and doing what i need to get to the next rare social outing or whatever will bring me temporary gratification. there were once things that i thought maybe could've been a direction, but i just don't want to anymore.
im sick of being isolated and alone but i don't want to be bothered. sick of having to commit to expectations that i never asked to have. i know i need to make myself do something meaningful, but i just don't want to do it. i don't see a future for myself. any concept of myself in a few years from now is black. i've come to understand and accept that i'm something that's mostly tolerated but not really liked. there are people who say they like me or they care about me, but it doesn't ever seem to be as much as i do for them. i'm always disposable, never the "favorite" anything or anyone's first pick. the second its more convenient to throw me under the bus, people do so- and i wonder if maybe i'm somehow the one that's at fault for it. even in scenarios where i know very well that i behaved fairly. i also know im not perfect but neither is anyone else and i give so much benefit-of-the-doubt to people that i shouldnt. i like to think i have a large emotional capacity but in reality its always just a low, steady and painful hum in my background. im growing to resent everything around me. i don't think any amount of therapy is going to change my line of thinking. i've already talked to, against, around, above, and below my own thoughts related to this kind of thing and I still don't see any point in going forward. i've heard every typical argument for why i need to keep going or why things aren't so bad, yada yada. i just exist until something takes me out. i think i want tonight to be the night, but don't take that sentiment too seriously because i'm a chicken shit about this kind of thing even though it crosses my mind every day.
if anyone took the time to read all of this rambling, i do appreciate it- thank you.
I just don't see a future where I am a proactive, contributing adult doing things that i used to think i wanted. sick and tired of wasting resources and existing, suspended in nothing and just getting older. I wish I had never been born so that I wouldn't have ever had the concept of death. it still frightens me a bit, but I think I'm slowly getting over it. the one thing that brings me peace of mind is being out in the woods, and all I think I really want to do is to die where i'm content and become "one" with it, I guess. I'm a tree-hugger.
i feel like a husk that's just going through the motions and doing what i need to get to the next rare social outing or whatever will bring me temporary gratification. there were once things that i thought maybe could've been a direction, but i just don't want to anymore.
im sick of being isolated and alone but i don't want to be bothered. sick of having to commit to expectations that i never asked to have. i know i need to make myself do something meaningful, but i just don't want to do it. i don't see a future for myself. any concept of myself in a few years from now is black. i've come to understand and accept that i'm something that's mostly tolerated but not really liked. there are people who say they like me or they care about me, but it doesn't ever seem to be as much as i do for them. i'm always disposable, never the "favorite" anything or anyone's first pick. the second its more convenient to throw me under the bus, people do so- and i wonder if maybe i'm somehow the one that's at fault for it. even in scenarios where i know very well that i behaved fairly. i also know im not perfect but neither is anyone else and i give so much benefit-of-the-doubt to people that i shouldnt. i like to think i have a large emotional capacity but in reality its always just a low, steady and painful hum in my background. im growing to resent everything around me. i don't think any amount of therapy is going to change my line of thinking. i've already talked to, against, around, above, and below my own thoughts related to this kind of thing and I still don't see any point in going forward. i've heard every typical argument for why i need to keep going or why things aren't so bad, yada yada. i just exist until something takes me out. i think i want tonight to be the night, but don't take that sentiment too seriously because i'm a chicken shit about this kind of thing even though it crosses my mind every day.
if anyone took the time to read all of this rambling, i do appreciate it- thank you.