
NothingElseMatters
Warlock
- Mar 30, 2020
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fuck, why no one understands that I don't have any strength to live. am I too old to be unemployed? yes, but I don't give a damn!
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No offence, but why did your parents have children in the first place? They don't seem to support you in any way, despite the fact that you are only 20. I have seen so many cases like this; people having children for the sake of having children, because "that's what you do". Once the child comes of age, they couldn't care less.I can relate to this. my mum forced me to get a low paying fast food job, far away from where we live and I hate it and also completely suck at it. I wanna get fired, but if I do then my mum will kick me out and I will be homeless.
Sadly, they've never really cared about me my entire life. Both my parents are narcissists, my dad wants nothing to do with me and my mum gaslights me and attempts to control every aspect of my life. and yes, they're the typical "let's have kids for the sake of having kids" people.No offence, but why did your parents have children in the first place? They don't seem to support you in any way, despite the fact that you are only 20. I have seen so many cases like this; people having children for the sake of having children, because "that's what you do". Once the child comes of age, they couldn't care less.
No offence, but why did your parents have children in the first place? They don't seem to support you in any way, despite the fact that you are only 20. I have seen so many cases like this; people having children for the sake of having children, because "that's what you do". Once the child comes of age, they couldn't care less.
I realized I can't get a job or hold down a job for too long due to my mental state and literally no will to live. So I feel you. Society only cares about mental health one month a year, and the rest of the year we're look at as "lazy"
Read everything. Feel the same way.I've basically given up on finding work. Ironically the main reason I would want to find work is to get paid enough to move to my own place so that it would be easier to CTB, but I've been turned down for so long and my resume has such a huge gap, and I have so few references and no experience, that there's basically no point.
I find it extremely ironic that they expect everyone to get a job under threat of starvation/homelessness and yet can't even guarantee work to people. If you're not fit enough for it you can't even join the military, even if we assume you're not a pacifist. (I am a pacifist, but I also wouldn't be considered fit for joining the military due to my chronic physical weakness.) My parents basically can't stand to see me homeless so I just live as a NEET with them where they walk on eggshells around me because I broke down and admitted to them that I would rather prefer to die, and to my desires to CTB when they said to go back to university after I already got a bachelor's degree, for another bachelor's degree in the hope it *might* make a difference.
I'm basically permanently screwed up because of how my parents raised me. I was always isolated from other people and never allowed to go outside, turning me into a completely inept social hermit. They made me completely dependent on them for anything and everything, so I have no real life skills, no connections with people who could recommend me for work, no real work experience, nothing. Even during times I would find a job, my sperm donor would suddenly decide that he didn't want me to have that job and then threaten not to drive me there when I needed to be there. I also wouldn't be allowed to drive myself either. He did this all under the threat of homelessness because he's a complete control freak. He wasn't like this to my brother but he was to me, because I was diagnosed with Autism which makes me a permanent idiot in his eyes, equivalent to him to a person with severe mental deficits. Unfortunately the conflicting stories people hear from both me and my brother made people not take my problems seriously as a kid.
Normies are quick to point out that I could fix all of these if I put in enough effort, and they're technically right, but what they don't realize is that this would basically require me to risk being homeless with no life skills and then managing to somehow build a life out of nothing. I'm permanently screwed. Even if my parents were somehow to change their ways, I'd still be screwed. Even if I was somehow "rescued" from their house and given my own place I would have no idea how to string together a plan to find employment to sustain myself, not to mention all the other chores it would require.
Nowadays, employers don't even look at my resume, if I'm even able to fill in all the mandatory fields in applications such as "references". And possibly even if I did find a job, unless I could somehow move right away, it would probably be snatched away from me. So basically my only hope now, after having failed at constant suicide attempts, trying the night night method with tape around my neck and partial hanging with a tie, belt, or bedsheets in my closet, not able to order any materials like SN or N to help with ctb because, welp, the mail all gets thoroughly inspected for anything and everything, is to basically beg for death. Beg for mercy. But they would rather keep me breathing and miserable, and pretend like we're a happy functional family than admit they fucked me up royally and let me leave.
...I admit that I went a little off topic there. But point is that there is no hope for me, nor does a life of slaving away for an employer while slowly rotting to death sound like a particularly grand goal to aim for even if it is practically unattainable for me. I wouldn't even want to continue living if I found work because I would still be a black sheep to people for thinking in ways drastically different from them. I could never relate to people in general, I only really relate to this community of those who aren't afraid to talk about hopelessness or despair. Not just ours, but of it in general. So yeah, it really sucks being guilted into finding work, especially when it fixes relatively few of our problems and only adds an extra layer of stress.
Damn I appreciate being able to here your story, it's a shame there aren't more people willing to actually listen to it before just judging you or whatever.I've basically given up on finding work. Ironically the main reason I would want to find work is to get paid enough to move to my own place so that it would be easier to CTB, but I've been turned down for so long and my resume has such a huge gap, and I have so few references and no experience, that there's basically no point.
I find it extremely ironic that they expect everyone to get a job under threat of starvation/homelessness and yet can't even guarantee work to people. If you're not fit enough for it you can't even join the military, even if we assume you're not a pacifist. (I am a pacifist, but I also wouldn't be considered fit for joining the military due to my chronic physical weakness.) My parents basically can't stand to see me homeless so I just live as a NEET with them where they walk on eggshells around me because I broke down and admitted to them that I would rather prefer to die, and to my desires to CTB when they said to go back to university after I already got a bachelor's degree, for another bachelor's degree in the hope it *might* make a difference.
I'm basically permanently screwed up because of how my parents raised me. I was always isolated from other people and never allowed to go outside, turning me into a completely inept social hermit. They made me completely dependent on them for anything and everything, so I have no real life skills, no connections with people who could recommend me for work, no real work experience, nothing. Even during times I would find a job, my sperm donor would suddenly decide that he didn't want me to have that job and then threaten not to drive me there when I needed to be there. I also wouldn't be allowed to drive myself either. He did this all under the threat of homelessness because he's a complete control freak. He wasn't like this to my brother but he was to me, because I was diagnosed with Autism which makes me a permanent idiot in his eyes, equivalent to him to a person with severe mental deficits. Unfortunately the conflicting stories people hear from both me and my brother made people not take my problems seriously as a kid.
Normies are quick to point out that I could fix all of these if I put in enough effort, and they're technically right, but what they don't realize is that this would basically require me to risk being homeless with no life skills and then managing to somehow build a life out of nothing. I'm permanently screwed. Even if my parents were somehow to change their ways, I'd still be screwed. Even if I was somehow "rescued" from their house and given my own place I would have no idea how to string together a plan to find employment to sustain myself, not to mention all the other chores it would require.
Nowadays, employers don't even look at my resume, if I'm even able to fill in all the mandatory fields in applications such as "references". And possibly even if I did find a job, unless I could somehow move right away, it would probably be snatched away from me. So basically my only hope now, after having failed at constant suicide attempts, trying the night night method with tape around my neck and partial hanging with a tie, belt, or bedsheets in my closet, not able to order any materials like SN or N to help with ctb because, welp, the mail all gets thoroughly inspected for anything and everything, is to basically beg for death. Beg for mercy. But they would rather keep me breathing and miserable, and pretend like we're a happy functional family than admit they fucked me up royally and let me leave.
...I admit that I went a little off topic there. But point is that there is no hope for me, nor does a life of slaving away for an employer while slowly rotting to death sound like a particularly grand goal to aim for even if it is practically unattainable for me. I wouldn't even want to continue living if I found work because I would still be a black sheep to people for thinking in ways drastically different from them. I could never relate to people in general, I only really relate to this community of those who aren't afraid to talk about hopelessness or despair. Not just ours, but of it in general. So yeah, it really sucks being guilted into finding work, especially when it fixes relatively few of our problems and only adds an extra layer of stress.
I can absolutely relate to that. I have OCD too and got severly depressed and people just keep pushing me.I hate when people do that. I was forced to have a job a lot and I tried, but it was a torture, I couldn't work properly because of my OCD, I wasn't able to hold a job usually. And then the same people talked trash about me, how I'm not trying enough, how I'm lazy and worthless etc. People want to teach you how to live, give "good" advices, but they never want to understand or address your issues. They don't want to acknowledge that sometimes you're literally unfit to work.
I can absolutely relate to that. I have OCD too and got severly depressed and people just keep pushing me.
Wow this makes me mad.I hate when people do that. I was forced to have a job a lot and I tried, but it was a torture, I couldn't work properly because of my OCD, I wasn't able to hold a job usually. And then the same people talked trash about me, how I'm not trying enough, how I'm lazy and worthless etc. People want to teach you how to live, give "good" advices, but they never want to understand or address your issues. They don't want to acknowledge that sometimes you're literally unfit to work.
Wow. I'm really sorry you're going through that :( You remind me a lot of my current living situation. I've also been brought up to be coddled, and controlled by my parents too that it became hard to gain independence (and still is tbh). I also lack experience to work "entry level" that requires 2-3 years of actual work, but my parents are pushing the whole, get a master's so it'll make a difference. I can't even lie on the resume because I have no references unless I say I worked at some start up company that's shutdown and bankrupted lol. One of my last hopes is a research assistant job that I've been in talks to do with my prior professor if her grant is approved. Perhaps you could talk to your professors and see if you could find something similar? (I'm not sure how long you've been out of school though)I've basically given up on finding work. Ironically the main reason I would want to find work is to get paid enough to move to my own place so that it would be easier to CTB, but I've been turned down for so long and my resume has such a huge gap, and I have so few references and no experience, that there's basically no point.
I find it extremely ironic that they expect everyone to get a job under threat of starvation/homelessness and yet can't even guarantee work to people. If you're not fit enough for it you can't even join the military, even if we assume you're not a pacifist. (I am a pacifist, but I also wouldn't be considered fit for joining the military due to my chronic physical weakness.) My parents basically can't stand to see me homeless so I just live as a NEET with them where they walk on eggshells around me because I broke down and admitted to them that I would rather prefer to die, and to my desires to CTB when they said to go back to university after I already got a bachelor's degree, for another bachelor's degree in the hope it *might* make a difference.
I'm basically permanently screwed up because of how my parents raised me. I was always isolated from other people and never allowed to go outside, turning me into a completely inept social hermit. They made me completely dependent on them for anything and everything, so I have no real life skills, no connections with people who could recommend me for work, no real work experience, nothing. Even during times I would find a job, my sperm donor would suddenly decide that he didn't want me to have that job and then threaten not to drive me there when I needed to be there. I also wouldn't be allowed to drive myself either. He did this all under the threat of homelessness because he's a complete control freak. He wasn't like this to my brother but he was to me, because I was diagnosed with Autism which makes me a permanent idiot in his eyes, equivalent to him to a person with severe mental deficits. Unfortunately the conflicting stories people hear from both me and my brother made people not take my problems seriously as a kid.
Normies are quick to point out that I could fix all of these if I put in enough effort, and they're technically right, but what they don't realize is that this would basically require me to risk being homeless with no life skills and then managing to somehow build a life out of nothing. I'm permanently screwed. Even if my parents were somehow to change their ways, I'd still be screwed. Even if I was somehow "rescued" from their house and given my own place I would have no idea how to string together a plan to find employment to sustain myself, not to mention all the other chores it would require.
Nowadays, employers don't even look at my resume, if I'm even able to fill in all the mandatory fields in applications such as "references". And possibly even if I did find a job, unless I could somehow move right away, it would probably be snatched away from me. So basically my only hope now, after having failed at constant suicide attempts, trying the night night method with tape around my neck and partial hanging with a tie, belt, or bedsheets in my closet, not able to order any materials like SN or N to help with ctb because, welp, the mail all gets thoroughly inspected for anything and everything, is to basically beg for death. Beg for mercy. But they would rather keep me breathing and miserable, and pretend like we're a happy functional family than admit they fucked me up royally and let me leave.
...I admit that I went a little off topic there. But point is that there is no hope for me, nor does a life of slaving away for an employer while slowly rotting to death sound like a particularly grand goal to aim for even if it is practically unattainable for me. I wouldn't even want to continue living if I found work because I would still be a black sheep to people for thinking in ways drastically different from them. I could never relate to people in general, I only really relate to this community of those who aren't afraid to talk about hopelessness or despair. Not just ours, but of it in general. So yeah, it really sucks being guilted into finding work, especially when it fixes relatively few of our problems and only adds an extra layer of stress.
They expect you to land a job just like that, yet they gatekeep jobs with interviews, qualification requirements, and demand years of experience. They expect people to work jobs they hate and to shut up and not complain about it because they're paying you a salary.
I understand you so well...............fuck, why no one understands that I don't have any strength to live. am I too old to be unemployed? yes, but I don't give a damn!