LastVestigeOfOldJoy
Fapstronaut
I've been incredibly lonely for most of my life. I have no family, no friends. I had a girl I loved but it didn't work out. I cannot easily go out and meet new people, nor do I really want to anymore. People are too unreliable and tricky. I cannot be emotionally dependent on another person ever again.
Yet I despise being lonely. Everything feels so pointless. I work to make money to pay bills and buy food that will enable me to work another day. I lost enjoyment of most of my hobbies and stuff over the tears. I've long felt like happiness is only real when shared. The idea that when I die, the only people who will notice are my landlord and employer really bothers me. This will only grow more difficult as I get older. I cannot spend the rest of my life like this. I will go insane, I already feel like I'm losing it.
I need to find some reason to keep doing this shit or I'm going to have to check out. Suicide has been on my mind a lot. It just seems so easy, and I often feel like whatever comes next cannot be worse than enduring the rest of my life in this state.
Obviously, I know suicide isn't actually the answer, but neither is sitting in this shithole until I die alone after many more miserable years. Yet there are parts of me I cannot change that act as a huge barrier to actually fixing my problems and forming healthy relationships with people.
Yet I despise being lonely. Everything feels so pointless. I work to make money to pay bills and buy food that will enable me to work another day. I lost enjoyment of most of my hobbies and stuff over the tears. I've long felt like happiness is only real when shared. The idea that when I die, the only people who will notice are my landlord and employer really bothers me. This will only grow more difficult as I get older. I cannot spend the rest of my life like this. I will go insane, I already feel like I'm losing it.
I need to find some reason to keep doing this shit or I'm going to have to check out. Suicide has been on my mind a lot. It just seems so easy, and I often feel like whatever comes next cannot be worse than enduring the rest of my life in this state.
Obviously, I know suicide isn't actually the answer, but neither is sitting in this shithole until I die alone after many more miserable years. Yet there are parts of me I cannot change that act as a huge barrier to actually fixing my problems and forming healthy relationships with people.
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