NitriteAnatomy
Lost. Alone. Trapped. Need escape.
- Nov 21, 2019
- 450
I truly am sorry if I've not helped matters for any, tonight. Yes, I've said it so many times, but I'm drunk. It's one of the few freaking times I feel I can chat without having a nervous breakdown, really. I guess what's making my drive so strong, tonight, in regards to chatting and attempting to help others is the fact that I missed out on saying goodbye. There are at least 3 to 4 members that are now gone and due to food poisoning, I was absent to say my goodbyes.
I don't give a hoot if it's immature or pointless to dwell on, but it bothers ME. At least 2 of them, I'd spoken to, several times and I just feel like I abandoned them when they needed the support most. I don't like the feeling, to be blunt. It just makes me feel as stupid and useless as I've always been told I am.
It means I failed them. I failed myself. I have always believed that if you make a promise, you try to keep it no matter what. And I fucking failed. I couldn't help my son, I can't help anyone in real life and I fucking failed here. So I apologize for it all, no matter if it falls on deaf ears. No matter if it comes off as retarded, drunken ramble. I don't mean to be what I am, I don't mean to be ineffective, I don't mean to be.......well, ME.
Whatever, I guess. This will fall on both sympathetic ears and on those that will want to troll me, because it makes them feel better. What. The. Fuck. Ever. I said my piece, even if it doesn't mean much now.
I'd say maybe it's better I remove myself and my account from here.....but I know Stan would kick my ass for giving up so easily. Sure, I knew him far less than most of you, but I know he'd do it, just from our chat we had, before.....before our worlds became darker than they already were, when he left. I don't fucking know, anymore.
I don't give a hoot if it's immature or pointless to dwell on, but it bothers ME. At least 2 of them, I'd spoken to, several times and I just feel like I abandoned them when they needed the support most. I don't like the feeling, to be blunt. It just makes me feel as stupid and useless as I've always been told I am.
It means I failed them. I failed myself. I have always believed that if you make a promise, you try to keep it no matter what. And I fucking failed. I couldn't help my son, I can't help anyone in real life and I fucking failed here. So I apologize for it all, no matter if it falls on deaf ears. No matter if it comes off as retarded, drunken ramble. I don't mean to be what I am, I don't mean to be ineffective, I don't mean to be.......well, ME.
Whatever, I guess. This will fall on both sympathetic ears and on those that will want to troll me, because it makes them feel better. What. The. Fuck. Ever. I said my piece, even if it doesn't mean much now.
I'd say maybe it's better I remove myself and my account from here.....but I know Stan would kick my ass for giving up so easily. Sure, I knew him far less than most of you, but I know he'd do it, just from our chat we had, before.....before our worlds became darker than they already were, when he left. I don't fucking know, anymore.
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