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frustratedandfedup
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- Sep 3, 2024
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My parents and brother keep telling me I need to speak to someone but I just sort of don't want to? I've been on this planet for 25 years, I feel like I've seen all I need to see and have no desire to see much more. There are so many problems that I don't even think I could list them but financially I'm in a horrible position, my hair has thinned so bad it's getting hard to keep hair anymore as the density is so different all over my head, I've got asymetical features that I hate, my jaw is really weird and looks pathetic in selfies, I have a lazy eye (Stabismus) and to top it all off, I was a shut in for years in my late teens/early 20's, got morbidly obese, lost 80kg since then but obviously this means I'm left with loose skin all over my body and every time I see myself in the mirror I want to cry. I know some of these problems won't seem THAT big to others, but they are to me. Of course the caveat is that in theory, money can solve a lot of my problems where as others aren't quite so lucky with theirs. I could (if I had the financial means) get multiple loose skin removal surgies, I could get cosmetic surgery on my jaw and I could get eye surgery to strengthen my nerves in my right eye so it becomes slightly more realligned. The issue is, I'm broke. I have 5 euro in my bank account and that's it. I'm basically broke as one can be.
I guess the question I'm trying to ask is, can someone who doesn't want help, be helped? I don't want to live anymore, I've made peace with that decision but my parents are trying to make me feel guilty about how much it'll impact their lives but why should I have to continue living in a world that every day I woke up I think "f**k, I wish I died in my sleep" just because others want me to? I tried to give life one more go, when I was 160kg I had basically written off life and was just living until I got so fat my heart couldn't take it anymore and stopped. I'm still miserable, in fact, I'm actually more miserable now than I was when I could barely walk up the stairs without feeling out of breath because at least then I felt like my day would come, I'd finally die because my health was so poor. But now that's not the case anymore, I'm reasonably health so sadly I don't see myself dying of natural causes anytime soon so suicide feels like the only way out for me.
I guess the question I'm trying to ask is, can someone who doesn't want help, be helped? I don't want to live anymore, I've made peace with that decision but my parents are trying to make me feel guilty about how much it'll impact their lives but why should I have to continue living in a world that every day I woke up I think "f**k, I wish I died in my sleep" just because others want me to? I tried to give life one more go, when I was 160kg I had basically written off life and was just living until I got so fat my heart couldn't take it anymore and stopped. I'm still miserable, in fact, I'm actually more miserable now than I was when I could barely walk up the stairs without feeling out of breath because at least then I felt like my day would come, I'd finally die because my health was so poor. But now that's not the case anymore, I'm reasonably health so sadly I don't see myself dying of natural causes anytime soon so suicide feels like the only way out for me.