Into The Wild
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- Oct 7, 2018
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Hey,
So last time I posted a rant I got some F-ing person basically picking me apart and blaming me for how I feel, despite the fact I am trying so damn hard to feel otherwise. Maybe I will get that again. F it. Whatever. This is a place for me to talk, even if no-one listens or responds or anything. So read if you want, reply if you like. It would be nice to chat.
Why do you go on? Or why haven't you said your goodbye's yet and gone?
For me it is my sisters. I do not see them often. Most of the time I am alone. But if they were not here and at least trying to support me (despite very pressuring family environment) I'd 100% be gone by now. How about you? What keeps you here?
I just feel this life, or what I was told this life was when I was small, is a lie. Not that it's all false or people are all false. By no means. But that the promise of "growing up" and the hope of "choosing what you want to be" or "aiming for the stars" is all absolute BS. It's mostly just dumb-luck and presumption of free will, which is entirely absent, which gets us to where we end up in life. That is not to say your efforts are in vain. Sometimes, when all is well you can aim and achieve. But it is SO rare (I find) that it is almost completely lost. It is just true that there is SO much tragedy in the world. Not to me necessarily, but to so many. People try so damn hard, often for nothing...just down to luck...
I've worked quite hard to try and be what I want to be. I've had bad stuff happen on the way and admittedly some good stuff and I rolled with it. Then one day, when an especially bad thing happened I realised that NO MATTER what I do, I was at the whims of luck (fate) and most importantly the thoughts of others. They are entitled to their thoughts and actions and I am entitled to mine; but this particular event derailed what I had worked my life (or it felt that way) to achieve. It broke me and there was no going back. Not then, not now, not ever. Life seemed a rigged game. I've actually tried so damn hard to overcome...say NO to luck and to what others did. But to no avail.
Tonight, I am certain that ending things is the right thing for me to do. Whether I will have the courage to do so? Another matter entirely. Perhaps I will convince myself I can go on for some new goal that I fall short of. Maybe I will finally learn the secret which allows people to be content with what they have, despite it being a raw deal (by my estimation) but above all I will never forget the feeling I felt that day when it all went wrong. Never.
Sure, this is rambling. Sure it is self-pitying. But you know what? I don't even care. I'm not writing this to impress anyone or as an interview! I am HOPING some others feel okay that it is not just them that feels this way and can recognise some similarities. If not then WHATEVER...It helped me to type this. Maybe it would help others to type and be open rather than hate on my vague story.
Instead I'd like to hear your story! What is it?
Peace (eternal, if needs be)
ITW
So last time I posted a rant I got some F-ing person basically picking me apart and blaming me for how I feel, despite the fact I am trying so damn hard to feel otherwise. Maybe I will get that again. F it. Whatever. This is a place for me to talk, even if no-one listens or responds or anything. So read if you want, reply if you like. It would be nice to chat.
Why do you go on? Or why haven't you said your goodbye's yet and gone?
For me it is my sisters. I do not see them often. Most of the time I am alone. But if they were not here and at least trying to support me (despite very pressuring family environment) I'd 100% be gone by now. How about you? What keeps you here?
I just feel this life, or what I was told this life was when I was small, is a lie. Not that it's all false or people are all false. By no means. But that the promise of "growing up" and the hope of "choosing what you want to be" or "aiming for the stars" is all absolute BS. It's mostly just dumb-luck and presumption of free will, which is entirely absent, which gets us to where we end up in life. That is not to say your efforts are in vain. Sometimes, when all is well you can aim and achieve. But it is SO rare (I find) that it is almost completely lost. It is just true that there is SO much tragedy in the world. Not to me necessarily, but to so many. People try so damn hard, often for nothing...just down to luck...
I've worked quite hard to try and be what I want to be. I've had bad stuff happen on the way and admittedly some good stuff and I rolled with it. Then one day, when an especially bad thing happened I realised that NO MATTER what I do, I was at the whims of luck (fate) and most importantly the thoughts of others. They are entitled to their thoughts and actions and I am entitled to mine; but this particular event derailed what I had worked my life (or it felt that way) to achieve. It broke me and there was no going back. Not then, not now, not ever. Life seemed a rigged game. I've actually tried so damn hard to overcome...say NO to luck and to what others did. But to no avail.
Tonight, I am certain that ending things is the right thing for me to do. Whether I will have the courage to do so? Another matter entirely. Perhaps I will convince myself I can go on for some new goal that I fall short of. Maybe I will finally learn the secret which allows people to be content with what they have, despite it being a raw deal (by my estimation) but above all I will never forget the feeling I felt that day when it all went wrong. Never.
Sure, this is rambling. Sure it is self-pitying. But you know what? I don't even care. I'm not writing this to impress anyone or as an interview! I am HOPING some others feel okay that it is not just them that feels this way and can recognise some similarities. If not then WHATEVER...It helped me to type this. Maybe it would help others to type and be open rather than hate on my vague story.
Instead I'd like to hear your story! What is it?
Peace (eternal, if needs be)
ITW
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