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lugerepair
I don't like life
- Oct 15, 2020
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I've decided that I wasn't going to kill myself because I don't want to hurt my family and friends. Problem is, I hate being alive, I hate this life, so fucking much. It's a trap. I'm just a consciousness trapped in a flesh prison with the illusion of free will surrounded by happy idiots everywhere I go. Most of the things I once enjoyed have been taken from me by circumstance. Getting through life is a huge drag. I happen to believe that people who are depressed are the only ones who see life accurately, for what it is. Namely, horrible, senseless suffering. Which means that feeling better would entail having to once again become deluded, and join others in their ridiculous delusions. I'm not sure I want that. But continuing to exist without those delusions is tough. Extremely tough. And to make matters worse, I'll soon need to get a job, and I just can't see myself working at a job. I don't think I'm functional enough...although who knows. Plus studying part-time. Soon, no more NEET life. I'm studying in order to get a job, the only job that I can actually picture myself doing over the long-term. But the process of obtaining the required qualifications has been absolutely awful. I'm hating these studies. I told myself that this was my last ditch attempt at having a life I can cope with. If my career aspirations don't work out, I told myself, I will CTB. Problem is, like I said, I don't want to hurt my friends and family. As if that's gonna change. I'm afraid of getting to the point where I'm in so much pain and so desperate that I will CTB anyway. If I'm going to CTB at all, it seems preferable to do it when I feel sane enough to put my things in order, write a suicide note that doesn't sound too crazy, etc. rather than wait until I'm in the worst possible state. But since I'm not in the worst possible state, considerations like "my family will be sad" still hold sway over me. So I guess I'm trapped here.
So I guess I am trying to stay alive. I am trying to "recover" to some degree, although I'm not sure there is anything to recover from, aside from the realization that existence is a sick joke.
So I guess I am trying to stay alive. I am trying to "recover" to some degree, although I'm not sure there is anything to recover from, aside from the realization that existence is a sick joke.