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Have you had your dreams crushed?
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I've had my dreams crushed when I found out the thing I'm passionate about requires a skill level I just do not naturally have, and I need to be naturally gifted to do it the way I want. So now I'm just stuck with nothing in life. Crushed by how unfair genetics can be.
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YandereMikuMistress, ViniTerrible, goodSmelly and 5 others
Most definitely. My life is a series of dreams being crushed and gradually building courage to dream again, only to have them crushed. I currently feel pretty jaded.
yeah, i wanted to be so many things but school was just fucking cringe and i couldnt like idk learn properly or get any required like things to go into further learning (plus that wouldve been way too stressful) like i wanted to go into coding and such but they literally couldnt teach me it so it just killed my interest and now i have nothing i wanna do
Yeah, among many other reasons CTB'ing gives me a sense of control that is lacking from most other facets of life.
I've been disappointed many times in my life but I wouldn't describe them as "crushed", I've usually always tempered my expectations and reality limbos that shit damn near every time.
To some extent, yes. Both that I don't have the skills, confidence or social abilities to work with others to have got to where I originally wanted in my career. Plus, it's creative, so computers have basically decimated the industry.
However, some of it is an assessment of reality to be fair. Jobs in my industry can see people travelling up and down the country and doing 16 hour days. So then it becomes- do I actually want to live like that? Erm... no! Do I want to be plankton level in a sea of sharks? Nope! Do I want to be ruthlessly exploited- Nah.
I've become better at realising that the small niche I managed to carve for myself is probably the best I can hope for and maybe it's for the best for me anyway. That said, it's still so bloody difficult to sustain financially and physically now. I'm older and less motivated than I used to be and it's just not giving me what it used to. So, on multiple levels really, my dreams are collapsing.
My only dream has been to never exist again, I have no interest in the burden of human existence which I see as so cruel and futile, it's something I never would have wished for or chosen, all I wish for is to be permanently unable to suffer, for me death truly would be the only relief as I believe it to simply be nothingness, ceasing to exist is all I see as desirable.
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ViniTerrible, onelastcall and ijustwishtodie
Yep, spent my whole life doing qualifications and working hard to achieve my dream. Got one foot in the door and fell ill with chronic illness. Lost everything, literally everything, including my home, friends, social life, ability to do anything at all. What was the fn point? Committed everything thinking life owed me nothing and I needed to earn what I achieved. Total waste of time.
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Tombs_in_your_eyes, tpboy, LifeQuitter and 1 other person
Every time I've tried to pursue a dream I had the misfortune of seeing it crumble before me for one reason or another. It's been one disappointment after an other. It's over for me. I put the little energy I had into working for some things that didn't work out. There's none left anymore. It's genetics, it's never having had had a normal life, it's financial problems, it's everything atop of the depression. Every failure made it worse. I don't dream anymore.
All of my dreams felt like they were coming true last year and then all of sudden they were gone. Like they were all swiped away out of nowhere. Plan A Plan B, and Plan C, all gone.
I had dreams to work with cartoons/animation. I even majored in animation for the first two years of college.
It turns out I don't have the talent, or the patience, or the motivation, or the creativity required to be in this field. All of my art was total dogshit and all of my drawings were only ever done as a means of distracting myself from other classes. Once my classes became about drawing I started to hate it.
I just wanted to have a simple life which might still be possible but few years ago might've made me want to live. Looking back maybe a better childhood. Less anxiety.
I don't really care about it now though.
who hasn't?
from a very young age, i remember nobody ever really believed in me. my family would always discourage me from trying new things, or tell me i wasn't good at them when i did them, even if i was just starting to learn. i was never good enough in their eyes.
i think this stunted me for life, making me terribly insecure about the things i wanted to do and lacking any confidence in my abilities. also partially responsible for killing my drive to achieve my dreams.
This is happening to me too. I don't consent to it. I will either find a way to pursue this dream or I will end it. I've sacrificed too much of myself for this goal and I would rather be dead than accept that I can't do it.
ETA: I saw one of your other posts. I'm autistic too. I'm trying to find workarounds, but it's really hard, especially since other people have more power over this decision than I do.
I think I used to daydream a lot. With many false interpretation and expectation. I fantasize how my future would be and quickly beat up by the reality. So I guess when I'm depressed I lose ability to daydream, hence I lose the ability to hope.
Not only crushed, but shattered into a thousand fragments, set ablaze and then repeat this cycle again...and then again...and then again (because I've kept on trying over the years in, perhaps, being too stubborn for my own good).
I sympathize with you, OP, with all my heart and am sorry we've both been brought to such a state - that all of us here have.
I applied for, and then got accepted to, this site awhile ago but this is my first post. I'd thought I'd try (yet again) to fix my boot-straps and keep on keepin' on, but just found I've recently been betrayed/lied to (several times-over) on a grandiose scale and am not sure how to cope. I'm still in shock. This person's selfishness and total disrespect toward me has not only compromised my ethics, but has jeopardized something dearer to me beyond anything else in this world. No figurative knife stabbed in my back has ever cut, or hurt, more deeply than this.
for me it felt it didnt even begun it started so young I was too busy with figuring it all out and how to bare with the now then the later.These days I dont see the point in thinking too far into my future
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