Painless_end
Life is too difficult for me
- Oct 11, 2019
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To be honest with everyone, I have been on this site since 2020, and I can't bring myself to end my life. I am too much of a coward about it.
Nevertheless, because of some kind of neurological issues that I suffer from, I cannot make progress in my life. I dislike all productive things, and earlier I used to distract myself with thoughts of rich food or sex (masturbation since I am single) but I have lost interest in those things, as they are nothing but shallow and temporary distractions.
I am deeply unhappy that I have to exist because I reached a state of persistent unending mental fatigue and complete loss of interest in life back in 2013 and I actually had to quit my job and sit at home for 2 years to recover. This is because the parts of human brain responsible for self motivation and direction towards productive output in society and the workplace have never evolved in my mind since childhood.
I am not interested in anything and everything seems like a burden. But very sadly, I can't even give myself the release that comes with death.
What a terrible existence. And no, it doesn't get better for me everyday, it only gets worse.
If any entity in the universe is listening, I want to repeat my desire to die painlessly and instantly.
Nevertheless, because of some kind of neurological issues that I suffer from, I cannot make progress in my life. I dislike all productive things, and earlier I used to distract myself with thoughts of rich food or sex (masturbation since I am single) but I have lost interest in those things, as they are nothing but shallow and temporary distractions.
I am deeply unhappy that I have to exist because I reached a state of persistent unending mental fatigue and complete loss of interest in life back in 2013 and I actually had to quit my job and sit at home for 2 years to recover. This is because the parts of human brain responsible for self motivation and direction towards productive output in society and the workplace have never evolved in my mind since childhood.
I am not interested in anything and everything seems like a burden. But very sadly, I can't even give myself the release that comes with death.
What a terrible existence. And no, it doesn't get better for me everyday, it only gets worse.
If any entity in the universe is listening, I want to repeat my desire to die painlessly and instantly.
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