imnotcreative
Member
- Nov 13, 2025
- 56
This is a poorly written vent post but feel free to leave your thoughts if you have any.
Nothing about me is interesting. Nobody I interact with ever lasts, even with my best attempts of reaching out. I wouldn't say its their fault either; I don't have any hobbies that i keep up with, and there is nothing interesting about me so why should I expect people to care about me in the same way I care for them. I mean it doesn't even matter whether its an irl or online friend, i've literally lost all of them and its probably my own fault, why would anyone even want to talk to me if i have nothing to talk about???
University is too difficult for me, it's week 2 and im already relying on AI for my homework. I'm already too far into my studies to try and start over, and I'm going to graduate with like no knowledge of my field and won't be able to find a job anyway. Genuinely on the path towards being a failure. Anhedonia has hit me like a truck over the past few months... I've noticed lesser enjoyment of things for a few years, but recently it's reached a point where I can't even force myself to play a game, or play the piano, or do anything I used to enjoy, which kinda plays into my previous point.
The amount of self-hate I harbor is second to none. I hate the way I look, sound, act in public and private, I hate everything about my mind. The thoughts I have, my anxiety that isn't allowing me to do literally anything (at least allow me to do things the way that others do things), i'm dumber than everyone in my classes. I failed living up to my families expectations, specifically my fathers. I dont even talk to him for good reason, and care less about him than the rest, but it doesn't change the fact that I know I failed him as well. I mean I even hate how I type and the fact that I'm typing this out right now. How does one even go about turning hatred of themselves into self respect, especially if some of it is based on things you cant change?
The thing that makes everything even more pathetic is that my problems are not significant compared to any of yours. Scrolling through this forum makes me feel like I'm not even worthy to have these thoughts. It's like im not worthy to live like a normal person, but when i open this forum i'm reminded of the problems others face and feel like im not worthy of killing myself as well. How can recovery be possible if my brain is constantly telling me I'm not worth recovering?
Nothing about me is interesting. Nobody I interact with ever lasts, even with my best attempts of reaching out. I wouldn't say its their fault either; I don't have any hobbies that i keep up with, and there is nothing interesting about me so why should I expect people to care about me in the same way I care for them. I mean it doesn't even matter whether its an irl or online friend, i've literally lost all of them and its probably my own fault, why would anyone even want to talk to me if i have nothing to talk about???
University is too difficult for me, it's week 2 and im already relying on AI for my homework. I'm already too far into my studies to try and start over, and I'm going to graduate with like no knowledge of my field and won't be able to find a job anyway. Genuinely on the path towards being a failure. Anhedonia has hit me like a truck over the past few months... I've noticed lesser enjoyment of things for a few years, but recently it's reached a point where I can't even force myself to play a game, or play the piano, or do anything I used to enjoy, which kinda plays into my previous point.
The amount of self-hate I harbor is second to none. I hate the way I look, sound, act in public and private, I hate everything about my mind. The thoughts I have, my anxiety that isn't allowing me to do literally anything (at least allow me to do things the way that others do things), i'm dumber than everyone in my classes. I failed living up to my families expectations, specifically my fathers. I dont even talk to him for good reason, and care less about him than the rest, but it doesn't change the fact that I know I failed him as well. I mean I even hate how I type and the fact that I'm typing this out right now. How does one even go about turning hatred of themselves into self respect, especially if some of it is based on things you cant change?
The thing that makes everything even more pathetic is that my problems are not significant compared to any of yours. Scrolling through this forum makes me feel like I'm not even worthy to have these thoughts. It's like im not worthy to live like a normal person, but when i open this forum i'm reminded of the problems others face and feel like im not worthy of killing myself as well. How can recovery be possible if my brain is constantly telling me I'm not worth recovering?