Trakehner
Student
- Apr 22, 2023
- 124
I'm sick of life. I have nothing going for me. No friends, no job, no skills, no money, and no drive to do anything. I sit in my room day after day alone. I don't understand people and am too socially inept for human relationships. I long to experience companionship, but this can never be. All of my potential has gone to waste. Nothing brings me joy anymore. I'm fat, ugly, and short and the whole world hates me.
This life feels like a prison except I haven't done anything wrong. I only exist because two morons thought it was a good idea to force an innocent child into a society that has no tolerance for anyone who isn't normal. I feel like a freak. My problems can't be fixed. The only escape is my inevitable death which will hopefully come sooner rather than later.
This life feels like a prison except I haven't done anything wrong. I only exist because two morons thought it was a good idea to force an innocent child into a society that has no tolerance for anyone who isn't normal. I feel like a freak. My problems can't be fixed. The only escape is my inevitable death which will hopefully come sooner rather than later.
