I have no job, no qualifications and no friends. Literally no friends, not in sense of hyperbole. Socially isolated long before COVID made it popular.
I was abused and essentially abandoned as a child. I'm insanely depressed and scream in a void where no one can hear me and no one cares to, every single day.
I tried making friends, they don't hear me because they haven't been subject to my experiences. The same for everyone else, so I can't heal, so I can't get qualifications, so I can't get a job.
I almost tried getting qualifications, first what was left of my life went to shit, and then COVID happened.
I'm fucked. Every kind of advisor dances around just saying it to me.
I don't want to have survived this long just to slave away at another dictator for decades, playing catchup for the chance I'll one day have enough money to just forget any of it even matters. To move away somewhere and live the final years of my life alone as I always am, but satisfied in that I'm not stuck in the hamster wheel. And then I'd just die anyway. That's my reward.
This life is a sham and has been from the start, if you knew it all you'd probably agree. I'm not unconvinced I'm in a circle of Hell.
I have no other reasonable option for relief / to prevent myself from going completely fucking insane but to kill myself. So yeah, while I can still tell up from down, I'm 100% sure.