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Life_is_comedy
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- Sep 14, 2020
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Every time I wake up, I always have this feeling that I'm all alone, that I have no one and that no one wants me. First things first, I have no friends. My former homies made it sure that it is that way. I rarely talk with family as well. See, they are hooked in the digital world most of the time with their faces in front of a cell phone or computer when they're at home and if they aren't, they have lives of their own so I rarely communicate with them.
Really, I do go on days without talking to anyone for 4-5 days before having brief conversations with someone I bump to in the street or me going out of my way to visit someone like relatives, cousins and acquaintances I know even if they have made it clear in our conversations that they don't want any visitors because they're tired or busy or at work yet. Imagine being told no one has no time for you and being implied that I don't want you near me, etc, but I still go anyway because of my desperation.
I know my story is just a copy-paste of many others all around the world. I know it's not unique but how do people go on living through this? It's like I'm destined to die and commit suicide no matter what. Just when I think things are looking up again, some cosmic force from above pulls the rug as if telling me, "You're not off the hook that easy." Why me? What did I do to deserve this?
Really, I do go on days without talking to anyone for 4-5 days before having brief conversations with someone I bump to in the street or me going out of my way to visit someone like relatives, cousins and acquaintances I know even if they have made it clear in our conversations that they don't want any visitors because they're tired or busy or at work yet. Imagine being told no one has no time for you and being implied that I don't want you near me, etc, but I still go anyway because of my desperation.
I know my story is just a copy-paste of many others all around the world. I know it's not unique but how do people go on living through this? It's like I'm destined to die and commit suicide no matter what. Just when I think things are looking up again, some cosmic force from above pulls the rug as if telling me, "You're not off the hook that easy." Why me? What did I do to deserve this?
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