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bigtiredoflife
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- Aug 4, 2021
- 30
I'm a 28 year old man, but I don't feel my age. I don't even feel like I have a coherent personality. I watch anime, and like romance, but am interested in guns and gave up a well paying office job so I can work with my hands. I have only one actual friend in this world, everyone else felt like a tourist and came and left. My mood can be erratic. Normally I feel empty but will alternate between absolute giddiness and complete hatred/misery. I'm pushing away my one friend because my mind has twisted it that she's only a tourist in my life too, even though she's the sweetest and most thoughtful and fun person. I'm tired of feeling like an alien in this world, never belonging anywhere, unable to relate or interact with most people besides the scripted personality I've learned to develop. I used to love trying to learn a language, even if adhd made me jump between them. I loved getting absorbed in a video games or niche topic but now nothing brings me dopamine or happiness. If I disappeared I'd quickly be forgotten, and my parents would get over it. I'm a loser; despite trying to better myself I'm still lonely, and still struggling even though all the people I've known are financially stable and have friends, hobbies, and real lives.
I hate being mentally ill and a prisoner of my mind, and despite the fact that I've tried to hang myself twice, and have a couple of guns that would be perfect to ctb with, I'm still too much of a pussy to just do it, so now I'm trying to mix adderall and alcohol to see if the mixture can compel me to go through with blowing my brains out. I'm still nervous because my friend/roommate is home and I don't want her to have to deal with it but I can't stand wasting my life being a failure.
I'm sorry for the nonsensical rant, but I feel like this site where I feel people can relate to the struggle. I can't even describe the feeling of abject isolation I feel despite being around people all the time
I hate being mentally ill and a prisoner of my mind, and despite the fact that I've tried to hang myself twice, and have a couple of guns that would be perfect to ctb with, I'm still too much of a pussy to just do it, so now I'm trying to mix adderall and alcohol to see if the mixture can compel me to go through with blowing my brains out. I'm still nervous because my friend/roommate is home and I don't want her to have to deal with it but I can't stand wasting my life being a failure.
I'm sorry for the nonsensical rant, but I feel like this site where I feel people can relate to the struggle. I can't even describe the feeling of abject isolation I feel despite being around people all the time