Working dead end jobs, attended numerous family funerals, smoked copious amounts of weed, was with a whore ex partner and achieving nothing with my life, now at 29 I still have nothing to show for myself ....well at least I kicked the weed habit I guess.
I will be 24 in March with nothing to show for it. Its very depressing. The fact that I'm aging no matter what my life is also depressing. I also feel sad that other ppl are also aging. The main reason why I want to ctb is different from this but I feel huge relief that suicide will also solve the aging worry.
By the sounds of it, I was nearly in the exact same place you are. It may seem like everyone around you is more successful, but there are TONS of people in their twenties who are living with their parents, have no career or direction, and struggle forming relationships with others. You're not alone.
Wallowing in self-pity and ruminating about whether I'll be able to live a normal life. Active inflammatory arthritis meant that I was very seldom able to clench my fists, and doing full squats was out of the question. My revelation came when I realised that I can and will, end life on my own terms. I never chose to be born, and I don't owe anyone anything.
I had already been a bartender for 6 years and an alcoholic for 8 years. I hadn't been able to go to university, and I had just broken up from an 8-year relationship. It's likely I was also lying in a gutter in a puddle of my own vomit too. Don't get sucked in by ridiculous pressures from our consumerist society to achieve and 'contribute'. Think about what would make YOU happy and aim for that :)
At 24, I was: dating the person I thought I would marry, living away from my home city, working full-time, & drinking my sorrows away with people I would eventually learn, aren't real friends.
at age 24 i crashed into deep depression after 9 intense years in which i started with making videos to become a pretty successful music video director and editor. in the last two years of this time i mainly made party and smoked non stop pot and became mean and arrogant.
at the crash i was completely broken. my ego disappeared like i don't even see an image in the mirror. the paranoia and anxiety got so strong that i not even could take the subway for over a year. since then anxiety is dominant and the feeling of meaninglessness comes in waves where i am so empty that absolutely nothing is worth living for.
since then i didn't let anybody close to me, disabled my emotion chip as much as possible and lived in celibacy for 23 years.
result: feeling suicidal three times in the last 12 years with two times being actively suicidal in the last 3 years.
I was still experiencing excruciating chronic pain at this point from my disability getting worse in 2014 and I wasn't happy with my situation despite still being in a relationship.
I was slowly losing grip on it due to our different lifestyles and my inability to keep up with him and his healthy friend-group.
Sad times.
Probably would have ctb'ed during this time but I didn't have the knowledge or strength to do much else then lying around all day.
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