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JoeFailure
Mage
- Apr 29, 2019
- 574
Do you think it makes a difference to apologize every day for the things I did in this life that will likely lead to CTB? I see the world clearly now and it's just too late.
I should have created a career that helped people. I should have saved money. Yeah, sexually I was messed up because of what happened when I was a kid...but I should've valued money so I could've given some great things to my parents at least and done great things for others.
I hate who I was. A kid that just never grew up and it cost me everything. It's not me today. But it was me, then. That person ruined my life and I apologize with everything I have every single day to the universe, to any kind of God or anything else that exists. If I could fix it, I would. If there was just a path, I would. I just don't know how and every day is just agony. I don't think I'll be able to live with it. It's so paralyzing, I'm barely hanging on at work and basically not a functioning person outside of it. And I can't concentrate on anything because I keep thinking about CTB and if it'll go "right" and what happens after.
Unless a miracle occurs, what's in front of me is an impossible fight. It's insurmountable. I try to tell myself I'm better off than some of the world that's starving and in horrible conditions. But that just doesn't lift the constant agony of regret, pain, and anxiety.
I should have created a career that helped people. I should have saved money. Yeah, sexually I was messed up because of what happened when I was a kid...but I should've valued money so I could've given some great things to my parents at least and done great things for others.
I hate who I was. A kid that just never grew up and it cost me everything. It's not me today. But it was me, then. That person ruined my life and I apologize with everything I have every single day to the universe, to any kind of God or anything else that exists. If I could fix it, I would. If there was just a path, I would. I just don't know how and every day is just agony. I don't think I'll be able to live with it. It's so paralyzing, I'm barely hanging on at work and basically not a functioning person outside of it. And I can't concentrate on anything because I keep thinking about CTB and if it'll go "right" and what happens after.
Unless a miracle occurs, what's in front of me is an impossible fight. It's insurmountable. I try to tell myself I'm better off than some of the world that's starving and in horrible conditions. But that just doesn't lift the constant agony of regret, pain, and anxiety.