I've wasted the huge privilege and opportunities that were given to me and have accomplished nothing in nearly 30 years of life. I barely graduated high school, failed community college multiple times, work a part time job that requires no skills, I am fat, ugly, and don't have anything I really want to do. I did have an 8 year relationship that I had put everything into, but that ended. Putting everything into that relationship is a large part of why I didn't work on myself to be able to be "successful" (whatever that means). But my partner left me after saying that she felt like I had no future, said she had been interested in someone really hot, and she felt traumatized by the fights that we've had and she considered me at least somewhat abusive. She apparently had been wanting to break up for several months but decided to wait until after I took her on vacations and spent a lot of money on her. And then she started dating the other person the same day she broke up with me (in fact, I believe she was on a date with him while she told me) and despite telling me that she didn't hate me and cared for me still, she proceeded to block me, prevent me from accessing the shared photo album of our pets, and call me a financial, emotional, and physical abuser that she feared would kill her. And then she listed basically everything I got her/we shared for sale on the internet. Also she owes me $2000 from when I bailed her out of credit card debt and seems to be claiming that she doesn't even though I have a signed contract.
But she confirmed basically every insecurity and fear that I had. That she didn't find me attractive, that she didn't actually love me, that she thought I was a bad person, that she thought I was failure. And that she was probably cheating on me (in retrospect she was spending a lot of time on her phone talking to her "friends" whenever we were together and she had been much less open around me). Also she lied about being comfortable with some of the sexual things we were doing and only proceeded to tell me when we had our last in person conversation. Although we hadn't had much sex in the past year, allegedly because she had lost a lot of interest in sex (she said she was trending ace) but I think it's because she was unsatisfied with my body and my skill (which I was very insecure about). This is backed up by her Amazon wishlist which I still see having recently added numerous sex-related items now that she has a new boyfriend who, again, she said is hotter than me. Oh, and she also revealed that every single one of her friends hated me and thought I was extremely abusive.
Of course, much of this was my own fault. I did trample over her feelings, I had done some pretty shitty stuff early in our relationship, and I was struggling to make headway and "succeed". I did say cruel things to her, I was bad at taking criticism, and I was manipulative (both unconsciously and consciously). But at the same time, she had been out of therapy for 4 years, has numerous mental illnesses (BPD, ADHD, Narcassism, Depression, Anxiety, etc), suffers from CPTSD and CSA stuff, and what would colloquially be called "daddy issues". As a result, she was still upset over fights we had 7 years ago, and found herself unable to forget almost any fight we'd ever had. Which, while not many of them were serious, there had been a lot of little fights. But she had not had any treatment for any of her problems, she has a very unsupportive family (seriously, I've seen her parents--mother and step father--get annoyed at her for talking about CTB because it was "wasting their time") and is estranged from her really awful bio-dad, and her only support for a long time was me. That was, until she started talking to her (mostly online) friends about her problems which frequently involved issues she was having with me. As a result they were given an extremely negative impression of me which led to them telling her to leave me.
I don't wish to excuse myself, because I was really awful to her in a lot of ways. But we both struggled with communication, and there were lots of ways she was awful to me. However, I have a very high tolerance for that, and I value her much more than I do myself. On the other hand, her narcassism and other issues makes her have limited empathy, and other people being upset is really hard for her; not because she feels really bad, but because it brings down the mood and is inconvenient (this is something I only recently figured out). Nonetheless, I blame myself. Because I didn't work very hard on improving communication, I was really mean to her. What started out as banter, apparently had really been upsetting her and she never told me because she was too scared to confront me over anything.
So despite the immensive privilage I have from being born wealthy, white, and male in a wealthy suburb, having extremely supportive parents and a vast mental health support system, I have accomplished nothing in my life except what was a successful 8 year relationship. Over time, I had really lost most of my sense of self as the stories of myself and conception of who I was was shattered by failures of all sorts, and she was core to keeping me together. In fact, things were looking really good at the start of the year. I had recently completed an easting disorder recover program which had gone really well, and I was working on going back to school because she is starting a business and I was going to be running that with her. I was really really excited about it, and I felt more confident than I had in years. But then she, rather suddenly in my view (but thats what all shitty boyfriends say) said she wasn't sure if our relationship was going well, we talked, then she broke up with me 3 days after first voicing her concerns and started dating an other person who seems will be helping out with her business.
And of course, I've had the pleasure of seeing them look happier together than I remember her looking with me because she didn't block me everywhere. And because I'm unstable, I've been checking her various social media (stalker behavior) and it kills me to see how much better she seems to be. Because I want her to be successful, but I want her to be successful with me. I am very jealous.
As a result, all the negative things about the world that I was ignoring because I was in love have become much more obvious to me, and my wasted life has become much more apparent. Also, she is apparently scared of me, and, as I still love her and want her to be happy, I can't help but think she might be me relieved if I died. But since I have no education, no skills, no accomplishments, I'm fat, ugly, extremely lazy, and feel very grim about living through the upcoming years and decades, I feel that CTB is the best option for me. I don't want to deal with the pain obviously, and while that is something that can be mitigated with therapy and medication and time, those things won't give me a sense of self or purpose, and with my newfound horrific trust issues and general fear (I've been struggling to leave my room because I'm afraid of "something"), my lack of interest in anything, my lack of skills, my low self esteem, my extreme self hatred, and my desire to not deal with the way the world is going, I don't see any reason to not CTB. Even if my pain is alleviated (which I have no doubt will take years given how much of my identity was tied up in her, plus some other insane stuff I don't want to get into) that still leaves me suffering in a shitty world.
Oops, I wrote way too much. Sorry.