rougarou
why are you crying, lain?
- Aug 6, 2023
- 24
I've been thinking this a lot lately. I think if someone else were in my life, in my shoes, maybe they would be okay- but my life isn't what I want for me... but does that validate or invalidate my desire to die?
My job is fine. It doesn't make me miserable. The pay could be better but it's enough to get by, with a little struggle here and there.
I live in an apartment with my fiancee of 5 years. She is so kind and supportive and she loves me so much.
I have great friends, they'd do a lot for me and I know they care about me.
My family is. Okay. I don't need to see them all that much. And it's fine.
But im just so unhappy. I'm unhappy because I don't have the money to live comfortably and experience all of what life has to offer. I'm unhappy because I have severe dysmorphia and dysohoria. No amount of HRT could make me look the right way for me.
I'm unhappy because I have BPD and my FP (my best friend) does love me dearly, but not as intensely as I love them, they have a gf- and I don't think she could ever love them the amount that I do.
I'm unhappy because I was saddled with trauma and mental illnesses that make being normal impossible. And I'm unhappy because society is genuinely conspiring against me and getting worse and worse, I am terrified of the next US election and what it could mean for my safety. I just feel so alone and unheard despite my support system. I feel like no one truly understands me.
But even though I have a great therapist and take medication, more than most people... it's just not enough. I think I'll just never be happy... does this not prove the right to die should be inherently allowed, because sometimes circumstances just don't matter?
My cat is my very closest and most meaningful friend, he loves me unconditionally and makes me happy, and he needs me. But I know he can't be with me forever. I think once that happens I'll finally be completely motivated.
I can only imagine... does it feel like this for others, too?
My job is fine. It doesn't make me miserable. The pay could be better but it's enough to get by, with a little struggle here and there.
I live in an apartment with my fiancee of 5 years. She is so kind and supportive and she loves me so much.
I have great friends, they'd do a lot for me and I know they care about me.
My family is. Okay. I don't need to see them all that much. And it's fine.
But im just so unhappy. I'm unhappy because I don't have the money to live comfortably and experience all of what life has to offer. I'm unhappy because I have severe dysmorphia and dysohoria. No amount of HRT could make me look the right way for me.
I'm unhappy because I have BPD and my FP (my best friend) does love me dearly, but not as intensely as I love them, they have a gf- and I don't think she could ever love them the amount that I do.
I'm unhappy because I was saddled with trauma and mental illnesses that make being normal impossible. And I'm unhappy because society is genuinely conspiring against me and getting worse and worse, I am terrified of the next US election and what it could mean for my safety. I just feel so alone and unheard despite my support system. I feel like no one truly understands me.
But even though I have a great therapist and take medication, more than most people... it's just not enough. I think I'll just never be happy... does this not prove the right to die should be inherently allowed, because sometimes circumstances just don't matter?
My cat is my very closest and most meaningful friend, he loves me unconditionally and makes me happy, and he needs me. But I know he can't be with me forever. I think once that happens I'll finally be completely motivated.
I can only imagine... does it feel like this for others, too?