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- Feb 26, 2023
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Maybe this is just some fucked up thought I have, but does anyone else have the feeling that their life has a time limit? Like a certain point to reach before CTB is inevitable.
To sort of explain what I mean, at least in my case I think I can mark a pretty solid point when it'll happen. I won't go into too much detail (since it's somewhat doxing myself and I doubt anyone gives a shit anyway) but I've been in government care basically my entire life, and now I'm less than a year away from aging out. At least I can say it's slightly poetic because my 19th birthday is very close to the end of the year.
I'm supposed to be "transitioning to independence" which means I've been set up with basically getting the bare minimum to sustain myself; a small private place to live, barely enough money to even buy food with, and a social worker that hardly ever even checks on me. So when the magic date comes and I'm cut off, I'll have absolutely nothing left. My "real" parents are out of my life entirely. My brain is so fucked up I couldn't even finish high school. It's embarrassing to even admit it. And it's not like I don't want to finish. I just keep hitting brick walls every time I try. None of them want to even bother helping set something up for me. Job prospects will just get worse the older I get without a diploma. I wonder what they even expect me to do with no money, housing, or proper education. They probably don't give a shit.
It's almost slightly more... freeing I guess? That I've come to terms with where things will end up. I'm just a file to these government people anyway, they won't care when I'm gone. In a twisted way I guess I can feel somewhat thankful that not many people will be affected by my death. And that these thoughts aren't pervasive. They're just always floating around in the background. A ticking timer counting down to when the bus arrives. I know exactly what I'll do when it's time. In the meantime, I'll just puppet my lifeless body around and fulfill my basic obligations to society while I wait at the stop.
Anyway, sorry for dumping this rant. I just wanted to vent a bit and see if anyone else has this same kind of outlook. Thanks for reading all this.
To sort of explain what I mean, at least in my case I think I can mark a pretty solid point when it'll happen. I won't go into too much detail (since it's somewhat doxing myself and I doubt anyone gives a shit anyway) but I've been in government care basically my entire life, and now I'm less than a year away from aging out. At least I can say it's slightly poetic because my 19th birthday is very close to the end of the year.
I'm supposed to be "transitioning to independence" which means I've been set up with basically getting the bare minimum to sustain myself; a small private place to live, barely enough money to even buy food with, and a social worker that hardly ever even checks on me. So when the magic date comes and I'm cut off, I'll have absolutely nothing left. My "real" parents are out of my life entirely. My brain is so fucked up I couldn't even finish high school. It's embarrassing to even admit it. And it's not like I don't want to finish. I just keep hitting brick walls every time I try. None of them want to even bother helping set something up for me. Job prospects will just get worse the older I get without a diploma. I wonder what they even expect me to do with no money, housing, or proper education. They probably don't give a shit.
It's almost slightly more... freeing I guess? That I've come to terms with where things will end up. I'm just a file to these government people anyway, they won't care when I'm gone. In a twisted way I guess I can feel somewhat thankful that not many people will be affected by my death. And that these thoughts aren't pervasive. They're just always floating around in the background. A ticking timer counting down to when the bus arrives. I know exactly what I'll do when it's time. In the meantime, I'll just puppet my lifeless body around and fulfill my basic obligations to society while I wait at the stop.
Anyway, sorry for dumping this rant. I just wanted to vent a bit and see if anyone else has this same kind of outlook. Thanks for reading all this.