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networkAutomata
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- Nov 10, 2025
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I want so badly to feel like I have any sort of worth, and the only way I can get to a baseline of "I'm a person too" is if I feel I am achieving highly or working myself to exhaustion (which exhaustion for me just looks like normal effort or worse, so it balances out). Every time I make a mistake, say something or do something stupid or hurtful (even like fumbling with a door, spacing out or being clumsy), or spend the day being unproductive, my worth counter sets back to zero. I just feel so much weaker and worse than other people and I keep circling back to the thought that I was supposed to have died before it got to this point (I'm turning 21 in a little over a month and the upcoming birthday is making the ideation so much stronger. No job prospects or honors or internships just continuing to be a disgusting worthless leech). Someone like me isn't supposed keep going, life is for strong people and I am just not and never will be. The biggest appeal of ctb to me is that I'm weeding myself out of a world that isn't meant for me. It's better to just end it instead of drawing out this pointless charade of being a real person where I fumble around embarrassing myself by imitating humanity until my last breath and bringing everyone around me so much shame and second hand embarrassment. Other people should be angry at me for just existing. I miss when I was being treated like that because it felt right, like I finally understood my place. And now that nobody is yelling at me I have to do it myself. It's been exhausting living on my own for the first time. I'm falling behind in college and every single day is just too much for me to handle even though I definitely have it so much easier than everyone else I know. And yet I still want to die which is just another sign of my weakness. I don't have a real chronic illness or anything just classic late diagnosed autism but its "low support needs" so I should be able to do everything and there is no excuse for me to be so exhausted by everything. Everyone on Earth is tired all the time and they still do what they need to every day. And all I do is go to class and sit there and sleep and waste oxygen while my brain continues to degrade. I don't enjoy anything. My disability is being stupid and lazy. My parents are rich and support me, I don't have a real job or anything and have never worked more than 20 hours a week at a job, I have a long term partner of almost 3 years, I've been on HRT for almost 3 as well, and various psych meds and had therapy for most of my life, and yet with all these immense privileges and gifts I still just ultimately want to die. What a selfish disgusting asshole. I truly do hate myself and I dissociate often and start to see myself in the third person and feel such a deep contempt. That's who I am? It disgusts me. Of all the fortune in the world it was granted to someone who doesn't deserve to live.