Life let me down because whenever I feel comfortable in life, something always happens to strip it away from me. This problem has been going on since I was a toddler. I was comfortable with my father and my old house, but once the abuse started, that is when my comfort was stripped away from me. I tried so many options to find other places and people I was comfortable with, but all of the attempts were fruitless.
By being forced to exist here of course. To me existence was never a positive thing in the first place, because as long as one exists they have the ability to suffer endlessly in this world filled with endless risks and harm where chance so cruelly determines everything. I just see existence as being something truly hopeless, I have awareness that existence is just something that causes suffering to be experienced so unnecessarily all for the sake of it where one is just destined to decay, existence disgusts me.
In terms of life/fate- 3 close family members had died by the time I was 10. Beyond that though- it's mainly been people who have caused the most problems. Directly- in the case of narcissists or- indirectly in terms of people/industries following money. So- my coping mechanism (a creative job) likely isn't as feasible as it was before computers came along and took the majority of the work away.
Not being able to find love, or ever achieve a self love life, I've been turned down by everyone, I cut myself so I don't feel love, I'm so empty, I'm not angry, I'm just sad, I wish someone told me I matter, someone that loves me, but it's all in my head and it's not real, I can't wait to die
My mom is abusive and my dad is naturally very distant. I grew up in a very unstable household and was given the perfect genes to develop mental illness. I live in a world where there is so much suffering, too much to even go into. It's almost a better question to ask "In what ways has life NOT let you down?"
With my family I don't really feel let down since I've always known them as comically messed up. I expect those things from them. But what really hurt me was my partner lying to me, and that I can't particularly label him as being a bad person to cope. He lied about his age for ten months in our relationship. It shouldn't have felt so bad but I went through hell to let myself trust in someone.
I was let down in thinking I was capable of happiness for my whole life if I'm with him. Even now I believe it could've been possible if we were both a little more experienced mentally.
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