
Krossクロス
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- May 25, 2021
- 11
Everyday my desire to continue on dims. My enthusiasm for my passions in life have long left me. I am no longer happy without bottles.of wine or cannibis. Everyday i sit in the woods, I try to work up the strength to commit "Seppuku" (A style of suicide in feudal Japan). In hopes that I can atone for my past mistakes. I am 32 and a loser truly. I have had people laugh at me my entire life. They laugh or they hate me for my appearance, the way I talk, my interests, etc. My stepfather always told me i was no good and I will be nothing but a failure. The negativity overpowers the positive. No matter how many times i talk to someone about it...in the end, I am stuck with the same feelings of misery, loneliness, guilt, sadness, anger and anxiety. People discourage suicide or the thought of it simply becauze they cannot comprehend how empty a soul can feel in a world that is feels it doesn't belong. I simply hope one day I am strong enough to free myself from torment. Or find something truly magical in this world for me to continue in sucj a cesspool.