
imtiredasf
Member
- May 23, 2025
- 18
I never know what to say when it comes to rambles about myself or my problems or anything like that, but I've had a particularly bad day and I'm out of one of my medications which is kind of important, so I slept 12 hours today, and I might sleep even more. I'm sick of dealing with everything I've dealt with without so much as a hand out, or a pat on the back, or an "I'm sorry for screwing up your life in this way or that." It's frustrating, and only adds to the weight that I feel every day.
I have a partner that I feel empty and alone with, because she cheated on me soon after we got together and I just let it go. It destroys me a little bit every time they talk to me because I know they're trying to make up for it but it just makes me feel even more worthless, useless, unwanted, unloved, and angry.
My parents are ill, and that makes me worry, because when they're gone, I inherit all of their problems and junk. They're hoarders, and just have so much stuff that I wouldn't know what to do with.
I don't really have any friends that I can confide in, or talk to. The people I was hanging out with turned coat on me and decided that hanging out with someone who stole something important to me from my childhood and sold it was way cooler than hanging out with me. It's frustrating.
I've done my best to avoid vulgar language throughout because I'm new here and don't want to seem like I'm rude, but it's just the way I talk and always have. Being obscene and abrasive is my way of keeping people the heck away from me and I've practiced and honed it well.
This is just a stream of consciousness at this point, so I should wrap it up. I have thoughts of ctb every other to every day, and I'm tired.
I have a partner that I feel empty and alone with, because she cheated on me soon after we got together and I just let it go. It destroys me a little bit every time they talk to me because I know they're trying to make up for it but it just makes me feel even more worthless, useless, unwanted, unloved, and angry.
My parents are ill, and that makes me worry, because when they're gone, I inherit all of their problems and junk. They're hoarders, and just have so much stuff that I wouldn't know what to do with.
I don't really have any friends that I can confide in, or talk to. The people I was hanging out with turned coat on me and decided that hanging out with someone who stole something important to me from my childhood and sold it was way cooler than hanging out with me. It's frustrating.
I've done my best to avoid vulgar language throughout because I'm new here and don't want to seem like I'm rude, but it's just the way I talk and always have. Being obscene and abrasive is my way of keeping people the heck away from me and I've practiced and honed it well.
This is just a stream of consciousness at this point, so I should wrap it up. I have thoughts of ctb every other to every day, and I'm tired.