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Roseate
Arcanist
- Mar 24, 2021
- 474
This year have been a lot and all bad really. I've drank more this year than any other year. I'm drinking to like not feel sadness and I know that's dangerous but I need it right now. I am way more depressed to all this dickhead who said with age FUCK YOU! I don't feel like talking to my therapist. I have no friends and I'm so tired of being manipulated. I ended my last friendship because it was just so tiring being the one to put all the efforts in and being told I was too emotional and just being manipulated and feeling alone. Like they couldn't even be there for me when I needed it most because everyone and everything else was more important. I was putting effort in even when I was too tired and they couldn't take over for once and I'm so drained. It sucks. I have been looking for jobs and nothing. It's my birthday next month and I'm so miserable. I cannot go through another year like this. I don't even care to celebrate another disappointing year. I have no support system. And honestly I am so sick of talking about my fucking feelings to my therapist who don't give a fuck, she only cares about a paycheck and I can't blame her for that. I don't want to do this for the rest of my life. I don't have anything that brings me joy besides liquor, not even cutting helps anymore. I wish things were different. I wish someone cared but now even if they did I wouldn't believe it. I couldn't believe it. It's always too much when I ask for it and I know it's not me but how can I not feel like it's me when I'm always getting hurt? When I don't have a single person to go to? I just wanna die. Even if it gets better next year and I really fucking doubt with how shitty this world is getting, there's no guarantee it'll be stay good in 2025. And I just need consistent good because my mood, my life it's all just too chaotic and I can't have something that's like not constant. I keep reflecting on like stuff that makes me how I am, and it just makes things worse because i know part of healing is looking at the past but it pushes back because I am so afraid of my own feelings, of my own thoughts. Afraid of the world. And tired. Truly exhausted. I can't do another year. I just need a plan so I can finally be at peace.