monetpompo
you've got everything now
- Apr 21, 2025
- 903
i literally always think this and it's one of the main reasons i want to kill myself lol. i don't want anyone i care deeply for or care about at all to bear witness to my suicide attempts or constant depressive episodes in between the "good parts" of being friends with me, which is what they ultimately signed up for. i don't want my own mental state to affect others, because i know it affects others unless i just avoid saying anything about it at all. but that just feels impossible. if i'm not giving them enough "good parts" then i really should just up and leave their lives so they can be happy with friends that can regulate their emotions properly, while i play in my proverbial sandbox and weep because i have no way to become mature.
i just feel like my feelings are too much for anybody. i'm way more unstable and clingy when i'm isolated and in a perpetual depressive spiral that doesn't end unless i kill myself or get a boyfriend that distracts me from my own problems. it's really fucked up that heteronormativity is so engrained in other people that they tell me that dating a guy will make my life way better, because my life is fucking empty and destitute if i'm not hopelessly in love with a guy. when i'm hanging out with a guy at all people have literally assumed we're dating, and that's fucked up.
when i was 2 years younger i used to engage in self destructive sex to avoid wrecking a relationship with someone, because i knew i was unstable and undesirable, but then i started getting attached to these random guys i was having sex with because i didn't actually feel close to anyone in my life. for all of 2025 i was celibate because i was fixated on suicide. now when i think about sex i just feel like i have nothing left, because i've let myself go after not leaving the house or exercising at all during my depression. i stopped making myself pretty, because i had no one to look pretty for anymore. i hate the entire month of feburary because it's all about love and dating and you're a garbage piece of shit if you're not in love or happy that other people are in love. for all of december i was irritated because everything was love songs and couples and having a merry, merry christmas with your family. last year i was incredibly miserable and i isolated from everyone or tried to get them to hate me, because i hated myself. and i think that i'll always keep on doing that, because that's the kind of person i am.
i'm just miserable. i'm just a miserable person. i don't want to infect anybody with my negativity and fearful self-loathing anymore, because i know it's seeping out of every pore of my body. i just feel like strangling myself or selling my phone at an electronics store so i never text anyone still in my life and "lose" everyone's numbers. i want to disappear from everyone's lives so they just stop caring about me already. i hate that people care about me when i don't feel like anyone should.
i feel like i can't be close to anyone in any way because i get too jealous and i'm too fixated on the idea that i have an "expiration date" in people's lives. i wish that my death would happen so that i didn't have to put any effort into disappearing. because i really do wish that people would assume that i'm dead if they don't hear back from me, even though that's messed up. i haven't ever thought to myself, "i contribute a lot to my friends' and family's lives", because i don't. i don't contribute anything. i don't do anything. i'm just a mentally ill loser. i only feel good if i buy gifts for people because at least i'm giving something they can enjoy even if they don't like me, but i don't have enough money to constantly be giving people gifts. i think that if i keep feeling like this i don't deserve to be friends with anybody.
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