aiko333
Member
- Nov 5, 2022
- 8
I wish I were dead.
I recently was landed in the ER because of immense pain caused by a recurring health problem doctors can't seem to fix. My condition keeps getting worse, even after the ER visit, and I can't afford to see a doctor anymore, much less pay for another treatment that won't work.
I make barely any money at a job I hate, and I can tell they're going to fire me soon; with the business downsizing during the recession they won't need me. I keep trying to find something else and only get rejected. I only have 400 dollars in my bank account. I haven't even gotten the ER bill yet.
I have no friends. I love my partner innately and unconditionally but I feel empty, lonely, unsupported and unseen. We don't go on dates and I spend almost all of my time alone.
I hate living with my partner because he's filthy, and it's hard to deal with because my autism makes it hard for me to live in unclean, untidy environments, and no matter how much I clean every surface is cluttered and dusty and dirty within the next two days. I am the only one who cleans and asking for help only ends up in blowout arguments. I can't afford to move out and I know I would be emotionally devastated if I did anyway. I hate this house but am trapped in it.
Even my dog is a source of pain. I love her, but with my health issues becoming worse I can't play with her as much or take her to the park as much. It's not fair to her. She just wants to play.
I wish I were dead, but I'm a coward. I'm an optimist. I always hold out hope it will get better but I'm too stupid to see it won't, too thick in the head and dumb to learn from every time it got worse and worse and worse. I wish I didn't love anyone, so that maybe I would be less scared of hurting them. But I am. I don't want them to live the rest of their lives wondering what happened, if it could've somehow gone differently. It's not fair. I wish I could just disappear and the world would smooth over like I was never there, and there would be no tears over where I went.
I recently was landed in the ER because of immense pain caused by a recurring health problem doctors can't seem to fix. My condition keeps getting worse, even after the ER visit, and I can't afford to see a doctor anymore, much less pay for another treatment that won't work.
I make barely any money at a job I hate, and I can tell they're going to fire me soon; with the business downsizing during the recession they won't need me. I keep trying to find something else and only get rejected. I only have 400 dollars in my bank account. I haven't even gotten the ER bill yet.
I have no friends. I love my partner innately and unconditionally but I feel empty, lonely, unsupported and unseen. We don't go on dates and I spend almost all of my time alone.
I hate living with my partner because he's filthy, and it's hard to deal with because my autism makes it hard for me to live in unclean, untidy environments, and no matter how much I clean every surface is cluttered and dusty and dirty within the next two days. I am the only one who cleans and asking for help only ends up in blowout arguments. I can't afford to move out and I know I would be emotionally devastated if I did anyway. I hate this house but am trapped in it.
Even my dog is a source of pain. I love her, but with my health issues becoming worse I can't play with her as much or take her to the park as much. It's not fair to her. She just wants to play.
I wish I were dead, but I'm a coward. I'm an optimist. I always hold out hope it will get better but I'm too stupid to see it won't, too thick in the head and dumb to learn from every time it got worse and worse and worse. I wish I didn't love anyone, so that maybe I would be less scared of hurting them. But I am. I don't want them to live the rest of their lives wondering what happened, if it could've somehow gone differently. It's not fair. I wish I could just disappear and the world would smooth over like I was never there, and there would be no tears over where I went.