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Aplev
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- Oct 16, 2021
- 88
Literally all my posts are about venting. But honestly, lately I can't do anything else but vent. I am holding so, so much inside.
I just got one of my molar tooths removed. Some people might say: "oh come on, I lost an arm, a leg, an organ, losing a teeth is so trivial". But you know what, it still hurts. And unlike other people, I don't have a mother. Or a father. Or brothers. Or sisters. Or anyone who bothers enough to hold me in their arms and tell me it's going to be okay. I don't have literally anyone who is remotely there to support me in my time of pain. I literally don't have any friends, and no, coworkers don't count. And one of the things that was giving me at least a little bit of pleasure in this life was eating food. But it seems now even that is going to be taken away from me. For sure, I can still eat, but with pain. I can't enjoy not even food. What else is this life going to take away from me? Why am I to see with my own eyes and senses how my body degenerates each day more? Why didn't they let me die when I attempted suicide? Why didn't they spare me this pain? Why, just why?
I just want to scream. Maybe I would if it wasn't because I physically can't (still in treatment).
I just want to scream.
I just got one of my molar tooths removed. Some people might say: "oh come on, I lost an arm, a leg, an organ, losing a teeth is so trivial". But you know what, it still hurts. And unlike other people, I don't have a mother. Or a father. Or brothers. Or sisters. Or anyone who bothers enough to hold me in their arms and tell me it's going to be okay. I don't have literally anyone who is remotely there to support me in my time of pain. I literally don't have any friends, and no, coworkers don't count. And one of the things that was giving me at least a little bit of pleasure in this life was eating food. But it seems now even that is going to be taken away from me. For sure, I can still eat, but with pain. I can't enjoy not even food. What else is this life going to take away from me? Why am I to see with my own eyes and senses how my body degenerates each day more? Why didn't they let me die when I attempted suicide? Why didn't they spare me this pain? Why, just why?
I just want to scream. Maybe I would if it wasn't because I physically can't (still in treatment).
I just want to scream.