
PI3.14
what is chaos to the fly is normal to the spider
- Oct 4, 2024
- 251
I've dealt with loneliness my whole life. I thought that I'm passed the point of yearning for companionship, affection, and love...etc.
However, and as I'm getting very close to my CTB day, reality started to hit me hard.
I'll in fact be gone from this world without having felt what love is, what affection is, what do romance is.
I guess I just kept lying to myself in order not to feel sad or depressed more than I already am.
I guess some things aren't really meant to happen. Some have it all, most have a mix, and then there is those who get none.
You look back at your life unable to understand why things went horribly wrong. You begin to understand though that most things are outside of your control, asking why becomes meaningless.
You finally reach a point, you either choose the cope or the rope. There is not necessarily a correct choice here, it's at the end an individualistic choice.
My only relief comes from me knowing that I'll die relatively soon, I cannot keep going, I really can't.
Living with a plethora of mental disorders, a shattered life, loneliness, and few other things, is exhausting. It's eroding, it eats you alive until you don't know who you are anymore.
The painful truth is that no matter the pain you are experiencing, no one is coming to save you. What's even more painful, is that you yourself are too broken to save yourself. Thus, you end up suffering alone until death naturally claims you or you choose to walk into it yourself.
Sorry if my post has triggered sadness in you guys, I just needed to vent a bit.
However, and as I'm getting very close to my CTB day, reality started to hit me hard.
I'll in fact be gone from this world without having felt what love is, what affection is, what do romance is.
I guess I just kept lying to myself in order not to feel sad or depressed more than I already am.
I guess some things aren't really meant to happen. Some have it all, most have a mix, and then there is those who get none.
You look back at your life unable to understand why things went horribly wrong. You begin to understand though that most things are outside of your control, asking why becomes meaningless.
You finally reach a point, you either choose the cope or the rope. There is not necessarily a correct choice here, it's at the end an individualistic choice.
My only relief comes from me knowing that I'll die relatively soon, I cannot keep going, I really can't.
Living with a plethora of mental disorders, a shattered life, loneliness, and few other things, is exhausting. It's eroding, it eats you alive until you don't know who you are anymore.
The painful truth is that no matter the pain you are experiencing, no one is coming to save you. What's even more painful, is that you yourself are too broken to save yourself. Thus, you end up suffering alone until death naturally claims you or you choose to walk into it yourself.
Sorry if my post has triggered sadness in you guys, I just needed to vent a bit.