
nys
mors mihi lucrum
- Jun 1, 2022
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I'm not sure why I'm posting this, but I've wanted to ctb for years and a few days ago I tried to get myself to recover. That failed miserably and I don't even know why I tried in the first place.
It might be because of past trauma or it could just be my brain, but I'm very shy. I hate when people call me that, though, because it just reminds me of my miserable life and it's the reason I want to ctb. Today my dad was asking me questions and when I responded quietly, he screamed at me and said I was socially inept and that was the reason no one would ever like me, and asked why I was being purposely rude, and then claimed he was asking me this to help me. I wasn't being rude on purpose- my dad just scares me sometimes with his behavior. From past experiences with him, I know the violence he's capable of inflicting onto others when he's angry.
He was reading a book and asking me questions to make sure I understood it. Every time I opened my mouth to say something, he would find something to criticize. Sometimes it was the low volume of my voice. Sometimes it was that my voice was too flat and "unenthusiastic". Sometimes it was that I gave one-word responses. He wouldn't do it constructively and kindly- he was screaming and he didn't hit me or anything, but I feared he would because of the way he kind of lunged at me a few times during the discussion.
I was struggling so hard not to cry then, but now that he's gone and I'm alone, I just feel drained and numb. He may have been a bit rude about it, but what he said was true, even if I don't want to admit it. I am socially inept and that means everything I could have lived for, such as friends, family, etc., will forever remain out of my reach. Why did I even attempt to recover??? There's no reason for me to live and there never will be. I always thought my constant sadness and quiet disposition was due to depression, but this can't be true. All my relatives love to talk about how quiet and "well-mannered" I was as a baby, and I couldn't have been depressed that young. It seems that this flaw of mine is a central part of me that I was born with, meaning it can never be fixed. My miserable life has always been this miserable since I was born, and it will continue to be this way as long as I keep living.
I'll always lack the energy to keep a job and my only possible future career seems to be something requiring barely any effort- sex work, which I've just realized is the only thing I've been good at for my whole life. I'll always remain lonely and the only people who will ever want to spend time with me will be dangerous criminals and sexual predators, which are also the only people I've always seemed to attract. I'll watch everyone I knew get married and have kids and lead normal lives, but I'll likely never get married, and if I do, it'll be to a domestic abuser, since I don't know how to act in any family dynamic, other than a dysfunctional one with the domineering, controlling husband who beats the docile and subservient wife. That's the only possible life I can live, and I'd rather die than live like that. So (not that anyone cares) I've given up my idealistic plan to recover, and I'll be going with what I've always known was the correct decision- ctb. I plan to leave around November, but I don't think I'll be around here a lot since I'll be busy with planning my suicide and school will be starting soon, too.
So since I'll barely be here in the coming months, I just wanted to thank everyone for supporting me and leaving kind comments on what I posted, and answering the questions I had. This website will also help me in ctb'ing in a few months time, so in advance, I'm thanking everyone who posted resources and info on methods. People here not only support those who want to keep living and recover, but also help those who choose to escape their pain by ctb'ing, and they don't just ignore people's pain. Thank you for being supportive no matter the choice we choose
It might be because of past trauma or it could just be my brain, but I'm very shy. I hate when people call me that, though, because it just reminds me of my miserable life and it's the reason I want to ctb. Today my dad was asking me questions and when I responded quietly, he screamed at me and said I was socially inept and that was the reason no one would ever like me, and asked why I was being purposely rude, and then claimed he was asking me this to help me. I wasn't being rude on purpose- my dad just scares me sometimes with his behavior. From past experiences with him, I know the violence he's capable of inflicting onto others when he's angry.
He was reading a book and asking me questions to make sure I understood it. Every time I opened my mouth to say something, he would find something to criticize. Sometimes it was the low volume of my voice. Sometimes it was that my voice was too flat and "unenthusiastic". Sometimes it was that I gave one-word responses. He wouldn't do it constructively and kindly- he was screaming and he didn't hit me or anything, but I feared he would because of the way he kind of lunged at me a few times during the discussion.
I was struggling so hard not to cry then, but now that he's gone and I'm alone, I just feel drained and numb. He may have been a bit rude about it, but what he said was true, even if I don't want to admit it. I am socially inept and that means everything I could have lived for, such as friends, family, etc., will forever remain out of my reach. Why did I even attempt to recover??? There's no reason for me to live and there never will be. I always thought my constant sadness and quiet disposition was due to depression, but this can't be true. All my relatives love to talk about how quiet and "well-mannered" I was as a baby, and I couldn't have been depressed that young. It seems that this flaw of mine is a central part of me that I was born with, meaning it can never be fixed. My miserable life has always been this miserable since I was born, and it will continue to be this way as long as I keep living.
I'll always lack the energy to keep a job and my only possible future career seems to be something requiring barely any effort- sex work, which I've just realized is the only thing I've been good at for my whole life. I'll always remain lonely and the only people who will ever want to spend time with me will be dangerous criminals and sexual predators, which are also the only people I've always seemed to attract. I'll watch everyone I knew get married and have kids and lead normal lives, but I'll likely never get married, and if I do, it'll be to a domestic abuser, since I don't know how to act in any family dynamic, other than a dysfunctional one with the domineering, controlling husband who beats the docile and subservient wife. That's the only possible life I can live, and I'd rather die than live like that. So (not that anyone cares) I've given up my idealistic plan to recover, and I'll be going with what I've always known was the correct decision- ctb. I plan to leave around November, but I don't think I'll be around here a lot since I'll be busy with planning my suicide and school will be starting soon, too.
So since I'll barely be here in the coming months, I just wanted to thank everyone for supporting me and leaving kind comments on what I posted, and answering the questions I had. This website will also help me in ctb'ing in a few months time, so in advance, I'm thanking everyone who posted resources and info on methods. People here not only support those who want to keep living and recover, but also help those who choose to escape their pain by ctb'ing, and they don't just ignore people's pain. Thank you for being supportive no matter the choice we choose