Wayfaerer
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- Aug 21, 2019
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I've come to the horrifying realization in May of this year that I'm a dead man walking. It changes how you perceive everything and it has made me an entirely new person in what feels like the flip of a switch. I've never been acutely suicidal before then (no attempts) but I had fantasized about suicide for many years because of how I'd lived for so long. I have lost my physical health and as a result, my mental health. This year has been catastrophic to my GPA and there is no recouping any of this mess. As I've been dragging it out over all of these months, I've been watching the rest of it burn around me because I have not the energy to continue anymore. It's not that I feel that life is undesirable in and of itself, even if it is pointless, technically speaking. It's the fact that I am trapped within circumstances I'm simply unable to overcome. I've been stuck in this nightmare reality that is so bad that I cannot fully believe that it is real.
Every moment of every day is just pure dread and misery. I live in a state of perpetual shock because of how rapidly my life had deteriorated. I've been overcome with such monstrous disappointment that my mind is simply not able to process all of it. The kind of disappointment that feels like it had executed your spirit with a guillotine. I'm merely holding out for a little longer because I need to make up for as much lost time as I possibly can with what money I have left, even if I don't really feel like it. I was trying to play the "long game" but the long game played me in the end. Never had a job, never had a girlfriend, didn't even have friends until the past couple of years, and just didn't have a life at all outside of video games and academics for the longest time, but this was finally looking to change shortly before all of this. I've lost all desire for anything without the assistence of drugs, and the ones that I use I've developed a high tolerance to. I have to put on a grand act in front of family and friends because they must not catch on to what I am going to be forced to do, and it is agonizing to think how they'll react once they get the news.
I'm so certain to ctb that I single-handedly ruined my career prospects in my dream field in only a matter of a couple of semesters. I've also ruined my life in other ways to boot, because why not? I'm only going to end it all anyway. After so many years of struggle, I've finally given up on life. Everything. I'm only 27. So much life experience that I lost and will never be able to have, knowing full well now that it didn't have to be this way (unless determinism is correct.)
I had went to having been the most optimistic that I have ever been in all of my adult life to the most pessimistic in an incredibly short amount of time.
Anyone else feel similarly in any way? I would've formatted the OP better but my mind has been caught in such a fog from chronic high-stress and drug use that I can barely form coherent thoughts anymore. I'm finished. I've got until May of 2020 IF all goes according to plan. If not, then it's going to end even sooner. Thank you for reading.
Every moment of every day is just pure dread and misery. I live in a state of perpetual shock because of how rapidly my life had deteriorated. I've been overcome with such monstrous disappointment that my mind is simply not able to process all of it. The kind of disappointment that feels like it had executed your spirit with a guillotine. I'm merely holding out for a little longer because I need to make up for as much lost time as I possibly can with what money I have left, even if I don't really feel like it. I was trying to play the "long game" but the long game played me in the end. Never had a job, never had a girlfriend, didn't even have friends until the past couple of years, and just didn't have a life at all outside of video games and academics for the longest time, but this was finally looking to change shortly before all of this. I've lost all desire for anything without the assistence of drugs, and the ones that I use I've developed a high tolerance to. I have to put on a grand act in front of family and friends because they must not catch on to what I am going to be forced to do, and it is agonizing to think how they'll react once they get the news.
I'm so certain to ctb that I single-handedly ruined my career prospects in my dream field in only a matter of a couple of semesters. I've also ruined my life in other ways to boot, because why not? I'm only going to end it all anyway. After so many years of struggle, I've finally given up on life. Everything. I'm only 27. So much life experience that I lost and will never be able to have, knowing full well now that it didn't have to be this way (unless determinism is correct.)
I had went to having been the most optimistic that I have ever been in all of my adult life to the most pessimistic in an incredibly short amount of time.
Anyone else feel similarly in any way? I would've formatted the OP better but my mind has been caught in such a fog from chronic high-stress and drug use that I can barely form coherent thoughts anymore. I'm finished. I've got until May of 2020 IF all goes according to plan. If not, then it's going to end even sooner. Thank you for reading.
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