catwalk
Member
- Nov 12, 2018
- 77
Wanted to die since I was 10 or so, always thought I'll keep living juuust in case things get better, or just waste time till I think it really is time to go.
And I suppose things did get better, I was always super obsessed with cars, now I have a car cooler than I ever thought I would get, even a motorbike which always seemed a super out of reach thing. I FINALLY have social confidence, which I always lacked so much, I have the ability to get jobs and quit them when I want, I always thought I would never land a job or if i did - I'd be stuck in it as a slave forever. I even finished school which I thought I never would do, even got a lil extra degree.
And I feel completely miserable, I don't care about any of these things, and talking to people feels like hour 9 of a 12hr shift. I'm 20 now and even 3 or 4 years ago I would've been over the moon about the life I have now - back then I had a bag of SN for 2 or 3 yrs in my dresser and I FORGOT about it. But I feel like I'm too late, I lost the race and I'm done. I still remember it was middle of November a couple yrs ago and I cancelled a meetup with an old classmate because I "felt down" and I've gotten more and more down ever since. The pain of life is too immense. I just sit here getting high and waiting for the tide to take me away :(
And I suppose things did get better, I was always super obsessed with cars, now I have a car cooler than I ever thought I would get, even a motorbike which always seemed a super out of reach thing. I FINALLY have social confidence, which I always lacked so much, I have the ability to get jobs and quit them when I want, I always thought I would never land a job or if i did - I'd be stuck in it as a slave forever. I even finished school which I thought I never would do, even got a lil extra degree.
And I feel completely miserable, I don't care about any of these things, and talking to people feels like hour 9 of a 12hr shift. I'm 20 now and even 3 or 4 years ago I would've been over the moon about the life I have now - back then I had a bag of SN for 2 or 3 yrs in my dresser and I FORGOT about it. But I feel like I'm too late, I lost the race and I'm done. I still remember it was middle of November a couple yrs ago and I cancelled a meetup with an old classmate because I "felt down" and I've gotten more and more down ever since. The pain of life is too immense. I just sit here getting high and waiting for the tide to take me away :(