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wait i'm goated
- Feb 12, 2023
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nothing is relatable. i can't even indulge in media about pathetic people. aside from depression just making everything dull, i just no longer relate to anything i see. i can't relate to these miserable, suicidal characters because they always end up finding people and discovering the power of friendship or something. that, or they already had friends. it's not realistic at all, at least not for me. i only bring up media because it feels less serious, going any deeper makes me really sad. i'm disconnected from other suicidal people as well, most of them seem to have close relationships with others, talking about staying for them or feeling worried about hurting them. talking about isolation, i'm always met with others who so obviously don't understand, but think that they understand because they had no friends in middle school or something. if you have someone who will miss you when you ctb, then i don't really want to hear your thoughts. it's all so frustrating, there's nowhere to go with this shit. the few people out there who genuinely understand this are usually hesitant to speak, of course. i guess there isn't much to talk about, anyway.
i feel insane, i hate humans. i don't get why everything has to remain difficult and consistently get worse, even when i try my best. it always comes back to people being shit. i would've been much better off if i chose to remain alone and never attempted to meet others.
nothing is exciting or interesting, so i have nothing to talk about. i'm too cooked to solve any of my issues—not that any of them could be solved. i recently found the energy to cut again, i feel slightly excited about that. that's the first time i've felt excitement in a long time. i can't even make myself feel excited about new games, music, or even the new f1 season. it's not like i have anyone to discuss it with. enjoying something by yourself without even having the option to converse with another human about it becomes dull very quickly. i hate talking to myself and sitting with my thoughts for hours on end.
i feel insane, i hate humans. i don't get why everything has to remain difficult and consistently get worse, even when i try my best. it always comes back to people being shit. i would've been much better off if i chose to remain alone and never attempted to meet others.
nothing is exciting or interesting, so i have nothing to talk about. i'm too cooked to solve any of my issues—not that any of them could be solved. i recently found the energy to cut again, i feel slightly excited about that. that's the first time i've felt excitement in a long time. i can't even make myself feel excited about new games, music, or even the new f1 season. it's not like i have anyone to discuss it with. enjoying something by yourself without even having the option to converse with another human about it becomes dull very quickly. i hate talking to myself and sitting with my thoughts for hours on end.