Venting There's no cure for me

[Hahem]

Suicide is the only true way out for me
There's no fixing me
There's no cure for me
I'm broken beyond repair
There is no way out for me
No way up this hole
I'm broken on a fundamental level, simple as that. I just can't talk with people normally, I get anxious. I'm all alone,I don't go out with friends, I don't go to parties, I have no love life. I'm doomed. I'm just a weirdo with no social skills at all. I can't talk to people, simple as that, I am never accepted, I never fit in. And even if I could change all that, I've suffered too much already. Too much rejection, what I suffered very few suffer. I suffered too much. There's no way out. The only way out for me is suicide. Suicide is the only true way out. Suicide is the only true way out. Suicide is the only true way out.

 

[whytrymyguy]

Suicide is the only true way out for me
There's no fixing me
There's no cure for me
I'm broken beyond repair
There is no way out for me
No way up this hole
I'm broken on a fundamental level, simple as that. I just can't talk with people normally, I get anxious. I'm all alone,I don't go out with friends, I don't go to parties, I have no love life. I'm doomed. I'm just a weirdo with no social skills at all. I can't talk to people, simple as that, I am never accepted, I never fit in. And even if I could change all that, I've suffered too much already. Too much rejection, what I suffered very few suffer. I suffered too much. There's no way out. The only way out for me is suicide. Suicide is the only true way out. Suicide is the only true way out. Suicide is the only true way out.

Trust me. I get it. I'm bipolar, my brain and symptoms will only worsen over time and at my worst point my mental function will leave me at a point where my day to day life is practically impossible. I feel shitty enough about being how i am, without thinking about how I'll be 10x worse in the future. Shit does get better if you give it time, but it never stops sucking.

 

[idelttoilfsadness21]

Welcome to the sad loner's club/
I was stripped of happiness but would've never been to be honest. Was born reserved and deeply introverted. I tried my hardest to relate to people but am used and hurt from loneliness from not being protected and having the worse experiences unimaginable by life. I now have ADHD, and I have been through the worse hells unimaginable and delt with oversharing in life constantly and becoming mentally unstable of delirium and crazy from the circumstances of being in a nightmare field dystopian world for so long I just combust and had every bad thing happen to me every year after believing 18 would be a great age, and the only good thing that came out of it was I left my abusers, but I'm still in mental turmoil trusting people who will still abuse me everyday and have no one to trust nd everyone lie straight to my face while I'm the only sane one from self isolating because demons are around me 24/7 and lost all interests after 17 and it never began to begin with, but it made me happy... Dealing with people make you so isolated and so alone is a great irony to a painful realization that life has always been shit, and you can't even complain, and that's the worse part, and your personality changes right before your eyes and you loose yourself.

We are broken by this oppressive world and system that wants to break us by lying to our faces we can be fixed, and then in reality, such a thing never existed, because even death is an inability people can't fix, especially when people give people prosthetics except actual limbs, because they can't fantom that once things die off, it's gone. (not to offend anyone who is disabled, the metaphor alone to what therapy is)