Female. NJ. 21 and turning 22 in a couple of months.
I've been suicidal since late elementary school because of misanthropy and a general fear of living itself. As a kid, I have always been afraid of the future and everything it brings (independence, death, and
change especially). I felt like I wouldn't be able to be an "adult" like everyone else, and every small change I saw in the people around me or my circumstances wore me out completely. Any sort of potential in me to grow as a person died out early because of the constant worries and fears that I held growing up. I don't have any social/communication skills and have lost all of my real life friends. The last real friends I've had were in middle school, and the friendships have slowly broken apart since then. I've made some acquaintances from college but they were temporary relationships built around classes and so I don't contact them at all. My last acquaintance-friend recently stopped texting me last semester (ouch) and I don't plan on messaging her anymore to respect her wishes. I wouldn't like to talk to myself either haha ;;
Growing up, I hated my family. I hated my sister who had a big influence on my life but wasn't the best influence (not in terms of drugs, violence, or alcohol; in fact, I've had a relatively sheltered lifestyle except for being bullied). She left the family late 2016 to live with a guy with no future on the other side of the US. I also hated my parents who gave birth to me without my consent and brought me into this world to suffer. I was and am a closeted bi, but I have a hard time coming to terms with admitting that I can like men so I have always labeled myself as a closeted lesbian. Probably because I don't have the best experiences with men and am generally more attracted to women. In fact, it feels weird admitting it here lol. My sexuality is the one thing I would never tell my parents. I don't want to disappoint them any more than I have. Because even if they don't say it out loud, I'm sure I've crushed their hopes far more times than kindled them.
Currently, most of the anger and resentment against the people around me has turned into fear (this development occurred around high school). I've physically grown up more than I wanted to. I'm technically an 'adult' now but I feel like a mutant baby in the shell of an adult. As I've never held a job before, I'm completely dependent on my parents and have no professional skills.
I'm basically living the fears I've feared since forever. And it'll only get more 'real' when I graduate next year, with no job prospects, as a CBN major who literally forgets everything she learns after she takes her exams. I plan to CTB before I graduate to escape (future, life, everything). It was always pushed off every year because I was afraid but unlike the me in middle school or high school, I can't lie to myself anymore that I have time left. After graduation, I can only imagine the permanent, undeniable shame and disappointment I'll bring to my family.
Sorry about this whole jumbled mess of an introduction!