I can't stand myself at this point. For the past 6 years of my life, nothing has changed.
For those 6 years, everytime I went anywhere new, I would have hope that I could make friends.
Every day of high school, every day of college, there would be a constant sense of hope that something would change and I would make a lifelong friend that truly understands me (this is extremely selfish, I have really just been setting myself up for disappointment), but that day never came.
In fact, I ended up losing the few friends that I still had from my middle school days since I'm a selfish person who wanted my friends to only spend time with me because I couldn't fit in with their friend groups. It's because of that that I personally decided to cut myself off from them, so that they could be happier and not have to worry about me.
I am now completely alone, with no reason to continue living. Momentary happiness isn't enough for me anymore. Distractions only last as long as you're consuming them. I can't even look forward to food or entertainment anymore because the food that brings me pleasure makes me fat and is unhealthy, the music that I enjoy is viewed with judgement by everyone around me, and because "Video games are for children, you should be a real adult and spend all your free time at work/school".
I don't look forward to a future that I'll more than likely spend working and struggling to survive. Why would I want to live a life where I work all day for 50+ years, with minimal free time? That is a cycle of living that I desperately don't want to be a part of.
The only thing stopping me is my parents because I know that despite me being a failure, a disappointment, and a freak of a child, my parents would still mourn my death simply because they made me. I believe that will feel more at peace and be able to CTB once I at least pay them back for all the money they've spent on me throughout their lives.
"I've given up on any kind of hope that's left for me"
Thank you for this opportunity to vent.