UmbraDweller
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- Sep 15, 2023
- 139
Mine was 10 years ago, first year of high school. Primary school wasn't pleasant experience for my bullied broke introverted fat ass, so when I was about to go to the high school I was excited and approached it as a opportunity for life restart. I was still clueless enough about the true world to have genuine drive for life and had minimal responsibilities to drag me down also, good times.
Nobody knew me there and that was the best part, I could start all over again, so I erased everything about my past in my head, set my goals and tried to be someone likeable this time, and it worked. Made good friends, studied well, had ambitions, and all the other cliché life stuff that meant something to me back then. I felt like everything was set right for the first time. I consider this the one and only year of my entire life where I was genuinelly happy.
Then a ton of bad things started coming out of nowhere, all at once, almost as if universe was trying to fuck me over. And indeed, I got fucked over. I guess at that point I begun to think more about existential stuff. Slowly started realizing things about life and coming to the conclusion that existence as whole is dogshit.
I tried to recreate that fresh start with university, later on with jobs, but it never did the thing again. I can't ignore past like that anymore, there's no confidence either and I'm no longer even interested in being part of society. Not contributing more shit into this sewer. It's impossible to love life with realization that it's all evil, one has to be delusional like my teenage self to think the opposite, I would gaslight myself back if I could.
Nobody knew me there and that was the best part, I could start all over again, so I erased everything about my past in my head, set my goals and tried to be someone likeable this time, and it worked. Made good friends, studied well, had ambitions, and all the other cliché life stuff that meant something to me back then. I felt like everything was set right for the first time. I consider this the one and only year of my entire life where I was genuinelly happy.
Then a ton of bad things started coming out of nowhere, all at once, almost as if universe was trying to fuck me over. And indeed, I got fucked over. I guess at that point I begun to think more about existential stuff. Slowly started realizing things about life and coming to the conclusion that existence as whole is dogshit.
I tried to recreate that fresh start with university, later on with jobs, but it never did the thing again. I can't ignore past like that anymore, there's no confidence either and I'm no longer even interested in being part of society. Not contributing more shit into this sewer. It's impossible to love life with realization that it's all evil, one has to be delusional like my teenage self to think the opposite, I would gaslight myself back if I could.