LuzurPhagget
Experienced
- Sep 15, 2019
- 288
I was actually offered by a few people at work to try shrooms with them. Honestly, I think they may have some idea I'm going through something, but not to the extent of CTB.
It's funny though. I think I would rather fukking die than open up to these people. I think I would rather die than allow them to see how much of a fucking freakshow I am. How much of an anxious, depressed, retarded, miserable virgin loser I am. And another funny thing is, I'm pretty sure they would actually try to help me. Sure, there might be some initial teasing at first, but I really feel they would legitimately try to help me. Help me "break out of my shell," help me get laid etc. I really feel they're that genuinely sweet/caring.
Unfortunately, I've come to the sad realization I simply can't grow as a person. I'm still the same insecure, autistic loser I was 10 years ago. I just CAN'T change. Or maybe I don't want to change?? Regardless, I'll still be left with the awful feeling of it being my fault when they inevitably give up on me. And then Ill inevitably end up killing myself anyway and have made THEM feel guilty for being unable to help me. It would have been better to have just kept shit to myself rather than open up to people. Hell, I actually have opened up to people in the past...and that's gotten me nowhere. Don't think it would be any different this time either.
Anyway, hope my rant made sense. Anyone else here obstinately resolute on keeping their shit to themselves to the grave and see the futility of opening up to others?
And on another note, I know shrooms can be beneficial to many, but I highly doubt so for me. These guys will be giggling and laughing and trippin balls enjoying the beautiful visuals and sensations while I'll be stuck in endless thought loops of dread and confusion. Weed doesn't agree with me, so Im sure shrooms will be the same.
It's funny though. I think I would rather fukking die than open up to these people. I think I would rather die than allow them to see how much of a fucking freakshow I am. How much of an anxious, depressed, retarded, miserable virgin loser I am. And another funny thing is, I'm pretty sure they would actually try to help me. Sure, there might be some initial teasing at first, but I really feel they would legitimately try to help me. Help me "break out of my shell," help me get laid etc. I really feel they're that genuinely sweet/caring.
Unfortunately, I've come to the sad realization I simply can't grow as a person. I'm still the same insecure, autistic loser I was 10 years ago. I just CAN'T change. Or maybe I don't want to change?? Regardless, I'll still be left with the awful feeling of it being my fault when they inevitably give up on me. And then Ill inevitably end up killing myself anyway and have made THEM feel guilty for being unable to help me. It would have been better to have just kept shit to myself rather than open up to people. Hell, I actually have opened up to people in the past...and that's gotten me nowhere. Don't think it would be any different this time either.
Anyway, hope my rant made sense. Anyone else here obstinately resolute on keeping their shit to themselves to the grave and see the futility of opening up to others?
And on another note, I know shrooms can be beneficial to many, but I highly doubt so for me. These guys will be giggling and laughing and trippin balls enjoying the beautiful visuals and sensations while I'll be stuck in endless thought loops of dread and confusion. Weed doesn't agree with me, so Im sure shrooms will be the same.