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- May 5, 2022
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I feel like I've become the definition of what I thought a loser was when I was younger person. I didn't think that things would turn out like this but in retrospect I don't remember ever putting too much thought to the future anyway. I guess I believed that I would always struggle in life and that things would suck so I just lived every day wasting time and doing what I wanted.
Being the 30 year old "adult" with no friends, no social life beyond online interaction, working a shitty job with no purpose, wasting time watching TV shows and movies alone, masterbating to porn, messing with escorts occasionally, being over weight and generally unattractive is what I've live 30 years to accomplish. My younger self would probably jump head first off a building if he could see what he will become.
I have had friends before but I always felt like the third wheel. Just an extra in the background and not really a main character. I have come to accept being alone every day and to be honest I don' really mind it.
It's just those times when you are alone with your thoughts and this sudden rush of loneliness hits you and you start feeling worthless. I think I will never find love or someone who wants me as much as I want them. I guess I'll have to apply the love I have to offer to a pet or something so I don't go insane.
No matter how sad I am I need to be sexually active in some way. The urges just don't turn off for me. One day they might and I don't know if it will he good or had. Probably bad. Just one more thing that is taken away from me.
You can change any aspect of your life with just some good old fashioned effort but my depression holds me back. I simply don't feel like applying energy to anything anymore. So everything that I dislike about my life I can't complain about because it's my own fault. And still... I complain. Nothing will ever change.
So I'll continue to wake up, go to work, come home, eat and spend hours laying in bed on social media watching other people live their lives, masterbate or pay for sex, fall asleep, and repeat the process over and over again. I know I'm pathetic.
I don't care anymore. I just wish I could ctb peacefully. I know I won't ever have the balls to do it because despite how crap my life is... some have it worse. So I guess my plan moving forward is to just keep doing what I do. If something comes up that I can't handle I will really consider n or sn. So conflicted. I think having money would solve all my problems. I would be the guy with money who was miserable like people describe. Unattainable dreams. Smh.
Being the 30 year old "adult" with no friends, no social life beyond online interaction, working a shitty job with no purpose, wasting time watching TV shows and movies alone, masterbating to porn, messing with escorts occasionally, being over weight and generally unattractive is what I've live 30 years to accomplish. My younger self would probably jump head first off a building if he could see what he will become.
I have had friends before but I always felt like the third wheel. Just an extra in the background and not really a main character. I have come to accept being alone every day and to be honest I don' really mind it.
It's just those times when you are alone with your thoughts and this sudden rush of loneliness hits you and you start feeling worthless. I think I will never find love or someone who wants me as much as I want them. I guess I'll have to apply the love I have to offer to a pet or something so I don't go insane.
No matter how sad I am I need to be sexually active in some way. The urges just don't turn off for me. One day they might and I don't know if it will he good or had. Probably bad. Just one more thing that is taken away from me.
You can change any aspect of your life with just some good old fashioned effort but my depression holds me back. I simply don't feel like applying energy to anything anymore. So everything that I dislike about my life I can't complain about because it's my own fault. And still... I complain. Nothing will ever change.
So I'll continue to wake up, go to work, come home, eat and spend hours laying in bed on social media watching other people live their lives, masterbate or pay for sex, fall asleep, and repeat the process over and over again. I know I'm pathetic.
I don't care anymore. I just wish I could ctb peacefully. I know I won't ever have the balls to do it because despite how crap my life is... some have it worse. So I guess my plan moving forward is to just keep doing what I do. If something comes up that I can't handle I will really consider n or sn. So conflicted. I think having money would solve all my problems. I would be the guy with money who was miserable like people describe. Unattainable dreams. Smh.
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