Venting losing interest

[MyFinalProject]

Fuck it's so bad to lose interest in the thing you loved to do, I can't think of anything other than suicide or how bad things in general are and I can't do anything to change that even if I try

 

[locked*n*loaded]

I can relate. It's hard doing any kind of living when the spark of life gets extinguished and you are merely a shell of your former self. You still exist, in some sense, but it barely even rises to the level of an existence when all the things that usually make up life aren't enjoyable, or can't even be found, anymore. It's all just the same old thing. Even the downs of life don't bring about any feeling or emotion, anymore. It's like we're in a different dimension that doesn't acknowledge us.

 

[Sakura94]

my attention span is busted, cant watch anything tonight

 

[avoid_slow_death]

Pretty much been feeling this way of late but tonight especially....

 

[sleeps]

for real. there's so much i could be doing but i can't find it in me to give a fuck about any of it. all i can focus on is the dream of dying peacefully

 

[makethepainstop]

That's me too, yard needs work house needs work, but I don't BC care. All I want now is my sn to arrive in the mail.

 

[FuneralCry]

I'm also always thinking about ctb and I envy those who have died. In my case, I've never had much interest in being alive in the first place. The thought of existing could never appeal to me in any way and I've never wanted to be here. I see no benefit to enduring endless days for decades on end just to die anyway. Life is just unnecessary problems in which there was never a need for in the first place. Being disinterested with living is a state of mind for me that nothing could alleviate.

Everything makes me feel worse and more tired, I'm tired of being trapped with the same thoughts, I simply hate being conscious and having to experience anything, it just leads to more suffering. Life itself will always be the problem no matter what and only death could ever bring relief.

 

[farakini]

I feel the same way about roller-skating…it was a way for me to escape reality and now I can't even bear to look at my skates.

 

[AnonymousS]

I can relate. It's hard doing any kind of living when the spark of life gets extinguished and you are merely a shell of your former self. You still exist, in some sense, but it barely even rises to the level of an existence when all the things that usually make up life aren't enjoyable, or can't even be found, anymore. It's all just the same old thing. Even the downs of life don't bring about any feeling or emotion, anymore. It's like we're in a different dimension that doesn't acknowledge us.

I agree, it's almost like i have already died and am not aware of it. A living ghost.

 

[StolenLife]

Same. My brain has rotten away. Why the fuck did I think it was a good idea to go to med school with depression and no support system and trauma. It is killing me yet I can't let go because getting in was the only noteworthy thing I did in the last ten years and I already spent so much time on it. I can't even cope anymore by watching shows and movies because they remind me of what I'll never have.

 

[Someday_Somehow32]

Same, been working on this book since I was a kid. Completely lost all interest in writing or drawing anything to go with it. Sort of sucks but in the end, does it all matter?

 

[planningmyexit]

Have no interest in anything that used to make me happy. I just want this over with.

 

[achromatic]

Yeah it's terrible - not only do I neglect things I have to do, I also can't even watch an episode of tv show - just rotting away here. I dread
thinking of studying or going to uni.