Vent all you want to I'll gladly read through.
Hope I can vent too?
I'm needing one last go at self-discipline. To make some people happy. Which means doing shit I'd rather not do, because it's against either my habits or pleasure
Then my soul can pass this dull wicked realm.
I FUCKING HATE the skill I'm most prized for -- software engineering. What a boring sausage fest. I could've survived the massive violence as a young child -- but the 18 years of fascist control, where I couldn't do what I want!? Starting hidden in a dark tiny room for the first years of my life!?
Oh, I got through with massive self-discipline, learning skills & philosophies while depressed & homeless. And I'm daaaamn good, ridiculously good. And all I wanna do is cut & dice & slice my veins a million billion times, and unleash sharp slices of terror onto certain others
I could've been happy. But suppose you have a powerful brain. (We all do, the human brain may be the most complex thing in the universe.) And further suppose that brain was mutilated to turn powerfully against you! A brain divided against itself, in forever war
I've known true happiness, briefly. A couple times, maybe, lasting for about a week. And falling from that... I want to eject bullet after bullet into my head. For all the beautiful dreams that COULD'VE COME TRUE, but my brain fought against my brain & both sides lost. And I knew it, but couldn't stop it