Jean4
Remember. I am ALWAYS right.... until I’m not
- Apr 28, 2019
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My first post, and I a thankful the moderators approved me.
Plain and simple. I don't want to be here. I have had enough.
When I was a little girl, my only dream was to get married and have kids. I went to college to find me a husband. Yeah Yeah Yeah. I know. Not very 2019, but it is true.
Fast forward. I am 51 years old. I haven't had a relationship since 1999. I don't leave my house and am on disability having to go in front of the judge next month to fight for it.
Bottom line. My life did not turn out as I planned, but let's be real. Whose does?
There is no purpose of me being here. And there will be nobody to miss me or mourn me when I am gone. I have no family and friends.
I don't want to get old alone. What would I do? Throw myself in a nursing home and live out my days with a roommate? When I die, who will be there to claim my body? Sure, I can make arrangements ahead of time. But just think about it. I get cremated, there will be nobody there to pick up my ashes. Nobody to even care that I am dead.
My life didn't matter. The purpose of life is to have people miss you when you are gone. I have nobody. I am nothing. So why should I continue this?
My dream was to get married and have a white picket fence and family. I sometimes wish there was arranged marriages so I wouldn't be alone. Love is overrated. I don't want to be alone. I am.
There is purpose for me to remain here. I just want it over with.
Plain and simple. I don't want to be here. I have had enough.
When I was a little girl, my only dream was to get married and have kids. I went to college to find me a husband. Yeah Yeah Yeah. I know. Not very 2019, but it is true.
Fast forward. I am 51 years old. I haven't had a relationship since 1999. I don't leave my house and am on disability having to go in front of the judge next month to fight for it.
Bottom line. My life did not turn out as I planned, but let's be real. Whose does?
There is no purpose of me being here. And there will be nobody to miss me or mourn me when I am gone. I have no family and friends.
I don't want to get old alone. What would I do? Throw myself in a nursing home and live out my days with a roommate? When I die, who will be there to claim my body? Sure, I can make arrangements ahead of time. But just think about it. I get cremated, there will be nobody there to pick up my ashes. Nobody to even care that I am dead.
My life didn't matter. The purpose of life is to have people miss you when you are gone. I have nobody. I am nothing. So why should I continue this?
My dream was to get married and have a white picket fence and family. I sometimes wish there was arranged marriages so I wouldn't be alone. Love is overrated. I don't want to be alone. I am.
There is purpose for me to remain here. I just want it over with.