MsPotts
I want a dirt nap.
- Jan 26, 2020
- 54
So I have always been incredibly depressed, and I didnt want to be here past 25, shit I didnt want to be here past 12, but now that I'm past my desired "expiration date" I feel like a complete failure.
I lost my girlfriend of 7 years because I ran away to Florida to see what it was like to have sex with men. (I've only ever been in lesbian relationships). And I broke her heart. I'd been manic the entire time, as well as on drugs and constantly drinking. I always thought we would get back together.
While I was in Florida I was sexually assaulted, my best friend died on July 4th in a motor ylxe accident, and then I left my job and I moved back to Minnesota once I realized I had nothing going for me in Florida.
Everything was going well ladi di da, I'm rambling at this point. Lemme just skip to right now.
I lost my job before xmas due to them shutting down, I havent been going to the gym, I have no income, I live alone, I cant afford rent, I had to re home my pets, my ex said she never wants me again, im fucking hideous and fat, I owe tens of thousands of dollars to hospitals for all my stays, and eventually my loved ones will die. So what the actual fucking point.
I dont want my "life" to be an every day coping method, or some distraction. All these people who have good lives I feel are just distracting themselves from the reality of death. I dont want that for myself.
I'm struggling so hard to find the right method. And I dont want to fo alone. Fuck.
I lost my girlfriend of 7 years because I ran away to Florida to see what it was like to have sex with men. (I've only ever been in lesbian relationships). And I broke her heart. I'd been manic the entire time, as well as on drugs and constantly drinking. I always thought we would get back together.
While I was in Florida I was sexually assaulted, my best friend died on July 4th in a motor ylxe accident, and then I left my job and I moved back to Minnesota once I realized I had nothing going for me in Florida.
Everything was going well ladi di da, I'm rambling at this point. Lemme just skip to right now.
I lost my job before xmas due to them shutting down, I havent been going to the gym, I have no income, I live alone, I cant afford rent, I had to re home my pets, my ex said she never wants me again, im fucking hideous and fat, I owe tens of thousands of dollars to hospitals for all my stays, and eventually my loved ones will die. So what the actual fucking point.
I dont want my "life" to be an every day coping method, or some distraction. All these people who have good lives I feel are just distracting themselves from the reality of death. I dont want that for myself.
I'm struggling so hard to find the right method. And I dont want to fo alone. Fuck.