DoomsdayCTB
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- Apr 24, 2026
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heartbroken, depressed, empty, satisfied, and excited to self-sacrifice
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Y'know what? That proves it. No one actually cares and this life isn't sustainable. Fuck it. Fuck every damn part of it. Fuck it and everyone. Fuck it all!Me: *goes to a clinical trial for depression*
Also me: *gets rejected for a history of self-harm*
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SameExhausted. Want to sleep and never wake up.
wow you said this very well. this is exactly how I feel.I don't know what I'm doing here anymore. I don't want to be here anymore but I somehow keep lying to myself that things are getting better and I want to live. I've started to turn my life around yet I still feel empty and dead inside. I can't think of ONE single reason I want to stay. It's so confusing. Life has no meaning or purpose. I'm tired of being, I'm tired of doing, I'm tired of feeling, I'm tired of existing, I'm tired of having to expend energy that I don't have for whatever this life bullshit is supposed to be.
Yet somehow I'm still here. I'm not sure why I keep sticking around. I guess I'm just a lost soul, forever lost in darkness.
Follow-up to this: I'm doing better now and realized I began to spiral due to not taking my antidepressants for the sake of the clinical trial. I'm at fault for this and, reflecting on it, can see that type of response lends credibility to why I was rejected from the trial (as I immediately began to feel like it was a condemnation of me as a person who's struggled with self-harming behavior).Y'know what? That proves it. No one actually cares and this life isn't sustainable. Fuck it. Fuck every damn part of it. Fuck it and everyone. Fuck it all!
When I was a kid, I wanted to join a religion, and they did try to recruit me, but they were all "let's worship clothes and testicles!".
Why would a religion have clothes and testicles?
If everytime I walked into the chuch, there were a million hot naked girls giving me milk and tit massages, and we worshipped, not by praying, but by sucking titties, I'd have been the first to join.