Rocinante
My name is Lucifer, please take my hand
- Aug 26, 2022
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I could never understand how people wanted to be isolated from the world and cut down on communication. Whenever I went brief periods of time without communication, hours even, it made me depressed. I needed to socialize to feel good, too bad everybody rejected me. I have no friends, my relatives hate me(mutual), and I'm stuck in a backwater dump for a city, filled with boomers and junkies. I didnt have much options. Online was my only source for human interaction but it never got very far. My fate should be a cautionary tale for the effects internet reliance has on people. Ive been terminally online the last decade, and now I have nothing to show for my life.
in the end everyone was correct that I was a loser.
This is unfair. I am destined to an existence of solitude. There's only so many options I have that I can do on my own but repetition kills all joy.
No amount of advice will help since it wouldn't change my situation.
Seldom do I have hope in life. I can envision that "tunnel with no light at the end", but I still on occasion see a glimmer of light. I know what I need to do to improve my life but I'm never willing to put in the effort to get better. It's what has lead me down this path. Had I born to any other parents it wouldn't be this way, but I didn't get to be so privileged. Many years of abuse and neglect have broken me. My life ended before it even started. I was destined to a life of isolation, I don't know anything else since I was born into this. Even when others would reach out to assist me I would push them away. It's like I'm sitting in the bottom of a pit and someone has thrown a rope down to assist me out but I'd rather drag them down with me. As the say, misery loves company. The light in my tunnel may be snuffed out but it's never forgotten.
in the end everyone was correct that I was a loser.
This is unfair. I am destined to an existence of solitude. There's only so many options I have that I can do on my own but repetition kills all joy.
No amount of advice will help since it wouldn't change my situation.
Seldom do I have hope in life. I can envision that "tunnel with no light at the end", but I still on occasion see a glimmer of light. I know what I need to do to improve my life but I'm never willing to put in the effort to get better. It's what has lead me down this path. Had I born to any other parents it wouldn't be this way, but I didn't get to be so privileged. Many years of abuse and neglect have broken me. My life ended before it even started. I was destined to a life of isolation, I don't know anything else since I was born into this. Even when others would reach out to assist me I would push them away. It's like I'm sitting in the bottom of a pit and someone has thrown a rope down to assist me out but I'd rather drag them down with me. As the say, misery loves company. The light in my tunnel may be snuffed out but it's never forgotten.
Thanks for reading my low IQ rant