MeriDeath
Im on the edge of reality
- May 10, 2020
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What does having a normal life mean?
Does it mean having an Instagram account with thousands of followers?
Does it mean thinking yourself to an Instagram model and pose all day and promote stuff? Showing your boobs and butts etc? Is this really the gist of life? But not having a social media account is just the first step in being a lonesome ghost I guess, in being a peculiar creature.
Is having normal life means parents that love you? I wish sometimes they would pay more attention to me, and then when I remember my childhood I can only think about my parents mistreating and maltreating me at times. No real connection with them. They are just "there".
Is having a normal life means you need to have friends and play the fake around them all day just because you don't have real people that can understand your problems and your real issues in life? Because I certainly don't have any, and I'm tired of my lonesome, I'm tired of playing the lonely ghost and not having any friends just because I "chose" that due to to my mental illness.
Is having normal life means I should go to university , meet someone and get married etc? Because I never wanted those. But I wish I would. Really bad. But that doesn't matter because no one ever liked me. I'm invisible.
What is normal life if anything? Does it mean being in your room all day, not being able to smile and feel the pain misery and agony eating you from the inside? I'm not flourishing, I'm rotting. Everything in life is just destroyed.
And I don't even want to begin writing about my mental illness, that wont let me have my mental peace I deserve. I don't wanna get stuck in a room for the rest of my life, not being able to pay the rent due to me being sick and not being able to love anything or anyone. Everyone's a scumbag. Really, I don't like anything. I hate all jobs. I hate all professions. Never liked anything. There's no point when you're not happy with "normal" life. There are phases to life and I feel like I've skipped all of them. As if life's goal from the very beginning was to put obstacles in my way and let me fix them, only that I'm failing. And that means you're sentenced to being doomed. Thanks for reading.
Does it mean having an Instagram account with thousands of followers?
Does it mean thinking yourself to an Instagram model and pose all day and promote stuff? Showing your boobs and butts etc? Is this really the gist of life? But not having a social media account is just the first step in being a lonesome ghost I guess, in being a peculiar creature.
Is having normal life means parents that love you? I wish sometimes they would pay more attention to me, and then when I remember my childhood I can only think about my parents mistreating and maltreating me at times. No real connection with them. They are just "there".
Is having a normal life means you need to have friends and play the fake around them all day just because you don't have real people that can understand your problems and your real issues in life? Because I certainly don't have any, and I'm tired of my lonesome, I'm tired of playing the lonely ghost and not having any friends just because I "chose" that due to to my mental illness.
Is having normal life means I should go to university , meet someone and get married etc? Because I never wanted those. But I wish I would. Really bad. But that doesn't matter because no one ever liked me. I'm invisible.
What is normal life if anything? Does it mean being in your room all day, not being able to smile and feel the pain misery and agony eating you from the inside? I'm not flourishing, I'm rotting. Everything in life is just destroyed.
And I don't even want to begin writing about my mental illness, that wont let me have my mental peace I deserve. I don't wanna get stuck in a room for the rest of my life, not being able to pay the rent due to me being sick and not being able to love anything or anyone. Everyone's a scumbag. Really, I don't like anything. I hate all jobs. I hate all professions. Never liked anything. There's no point when you're not happy with "normal" life. There are phases to life and I feel like I've skipped all of them. As if life's goal from the very beginning was to put obstacles in my way and let me fix them, only that I'm failing. And that means you're sentenced to being doomed. Thanks for reading.
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