eggsausagerice
he/him
- Apr 21, 2025
- 1,793
i'm the youngest family fuck up and disappointment, closeted ftm, only college drop out when my siblings and my parents got higher education, and the only one to be hospitalized twice. they (my family) hate me. i know they do. it only makes sense, because i'm always disappointing them. my sister and my mom have been on my ass recently, but my sister's the one that's been telling me how disappointed she is in me not having school or work. she knows i spend all day at home. she notices that the only things i go out for are going to the mall, shops, or the the movie theater. nothing important. she knows i can't drive either, so i rely on ubers or my dad. i spend most of my days inside because ubers are expensive.
my mom's still disappointed in me too, obviously. it'd be crazy if she wasn't. i almost wish she would hit me or yell at me instead of just call me stupid or say i mess around too much. she doesn't understand what it's like to think about your future and realize you don't really want to keep trying when it feels like doing anything is just something i'm forcing to do so that she isn't telling me i'm a loser and a failure. i don't care about anything now, and i'm not sure if really cared about college before i dropped out either. i just had nowhere else to go if i was too socially awkward and dumb to be hired anywhere. most of the things i did when i was still trying to successful was because i was afraid of what she thought of me. so a core value i've held since she threatened to commit suicide in front of me and my siblings because she didn't want to be a mom is that if i don't want to keep being part of society, i can just kill myself and die. and she would prefer that instead of continuing to live as a depressed failure, because she sees suicide as a way to escape misery too.
death is scary to me, but mostly the fact that i might be saved and have to do it all over again and the pain that comes before killing myself. everyone i know looks down on me these days. they think that i'm relaxing and enjoy laying in bed all day every day because they never have as much idle time as me. even before i dropped out, i had this much free time. my college courses barely took up time in my daily life and after class i would sit in the library quietly or go home without talking to anyone. i spent most of my time thinking to myself. most people thought i was kind of depressing to be around because i was quiet and in my head. i was pretty antisocial in most situations and i got confused when people talked to me because i thought no one noticed that i existed. i still have friends from college i'm in touch with, but i don't talk to them or see them much.
i think my mom will understand why i killed myself when i do it, even if she's against suicide and thinks that i'll go to hell (she thinks everything makes you go to hell). i'm the most likely person in my family to commit suicide because i've talked about doing it multiple times and i've told my mom that she should've aborted me if she regrets having me. she has to carry the weight of me not wanting to be born and realize that i was unhappy for most of my life because she didn't know how to raise me. every day i feel guilty that she didn't abort me and chose to have me even though she already had 3 kids because she had a stepson from her first marriage. she didn't need to give birth to me and i'm not grateful that i'm alive and old enough to make vent posts on this forum before i kill myself. i've been trying to force myself to enjoy my last days i just can't. my mom still thinks i'm a loser and tells me it every day. it doesn't matter if i go out because she still talks to me when i come home. no one will really get that being home isn't relaxing and i can't afford anything when i do go out so i just loiter. i don't want to keep living such a meaningless life.
my mom's still disappointed in me too, obviously. it'd be crazy if she wasn't. i almost wish she would hit me or yell at me instead of just call me stupid or say i mess around too much. she doesn't understand what it's like to think about your future and realize you don't really want to keep trying when it feels like doing anything is just something i'm forcing to do so that she isn't telling me i'm a loser and a failure. i don't care about anything now, and i'm not sure if really cared about college before i dropped out either. i just had nowhere else to go if i was too socially awkward and dumb to be hired anywhere. most of the things i did when i was still trying to successful was because i was afraid of what she thought of me. so a core value i've held since she threatened to commit suicide in front of me and my siblings because she didn't want to be a mom is that if i don't want to keep being part of society, i can just kill myself and die. and she would prefer that instead of continuing to live as a depressed failure, because she sees suicide as a way to escape misery too.
death is scary to me, but mostly the fact that i might be saved and have to do it all over again and the pain that comes before killing myself. everyone i know looks down on me these days. they think that i'm relaxing and enjoy laying in bed all day every day because they never have as much idle time as me. even before i dropped out, i had this much free time. my college courses barely took up time in my daily life and after class i would sit in the library quietly or go home without talking to anyone. i spent most of my time thinking to myself. most people thought i was kind of depressing to be around because i was quiet and in my head. i was pretty antisocial in most situations and i got confused when people talked to me because i thought no one noticed that i existed. i still have friends from college i'm in touch with, but i don't talk to them or see them much.
i think my mom will understand why i killed myself when i do it, even if she's against suicide and thinks that i'll go to hell (she thinks everything makes you go to hell). i'm the most likely person in my family to commit suicide because i've talked about doing it multiple times and i've told my mom that she should've aborted me if she regrets having me. she has to carry the weight of me not wanting to be born and realize that i was unhappy for most of my life because she didn't know how to raise me. every day i feel guilty that she didn't abort me and chose to have me even though she already had 3 kids because she had a stepson from her first marriage. she didn't need to give birth to me and i'm not grateful that i'm alive and old enough to make vent posts on this forum before i kill myself. i've been trying to force myself to enjoy my last days i just can't. my mom still thinks i'm a loser and tells me it every day. it doesn't matter if i go out because she still talks to me when i come home. no one will really get that being home isn't relaxing and i can't afford anything when i do go out so i just loiter. i don't want to keep living such a meaningless life.
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