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Hello everyone.
I just wanted to vent here for a bit because I don't really have many friends. I have become increasingly sad and depressed and it gets so bad the only thing I can do is just ignore the pain. It literally feels like a physical stress inside of my chest, the pain of my childhood, inceldom, and having no family. My family really has left me fucking broken inside. At first if I start thinking about my childhood and loneliness, I will be very sad and begin to cry. And then when I think for longer of all the fucked up shit my dad did to me, I get furious. And then when I calm down I am back to being sad about my current state, and realizing nobody does or ever will love me just for being me. A family truly is the only people that will ever love you just for being you.
A woman loves you for how you look, or what you provide her. Friends love you for how you act, and the good company you give them. But family loves you because they made you, and you will always be theirs. But mine does not, they cast me out. My entire childhood was absolute TORTURE and I can cry on spot just from even the quickest thought of reminding myself of the shit I had to go through. My dad beat me bloody and my nose is still crooked from that experience. He would torture me and brutally embarrass me. I was am excellent kid when I was young, in 9th grade I would come home and just study math homework for hours. One time he came and attacked me whilst I was doing my math homework, I got him off me then he called my felon stepbrother who is really good at street fighting and told him I attacked him and he came over and tried to hurt me. I was just doing my math homework.
I was never allowed to play videogames, or have any electronics my entire childhood. I never played BO2, Minecraft, watched TV growing up, any of that. I wasn't allowed to eat candy and I was only allowed whole grain bread. I had never eaten fast food until I was 17 and bought it myself. Christmas was especially brutal for me, because see my sister got treated normally, but I did not. My sister had electronics, a car, TV, and a nice laptop my parents bought her. I had nothing. I got a basketball for Christmas she got a new tablet. I have some personality issues that I do my best to hide but I know what causes them. I don't do well under pressure, since Ive had to teach myself everything I know in life thusfar.
When I was 15 I was so lonely that I became religious in hope that if God did exist, he would help me. I read the Bible probably over 8 times in the King James version. I've read the new testament so many times that there's nothing probably else I haven't researched before.
Eventually that fell out because no matter how much I fasted, read my Bible, listened to what it said, and prayed, my prayers were never answered and I lost hope. I'm an agnostic now, it's not that I think God doesn't exist, I just don't know anymore.
The blackpill eventually consumed me, it made my reality make sense. But the constant reminders that I will most likely always be alone, the feeling of loneliness, having nobody to talk to, nobody cares about me, and the shit I already went through, absolutely ruins my day.
If any of you can relate, please tell me how to cope. I need mental shit more than videogames and food, I'm cant dox myself just yet or explain the details of why, but essentially I won't have access to technology for the next month of so, but I still feel lonely when everything around me gets too quiet. I spend my days constantly working my ass off, constantly doing something, so that the loneliness doesn't overtake me.
Thank you for reading this.
I just wanted to vent here for a bit because I don't really have many friends. I have become increasingly sad and depressed and it gets so bad the only thing I can do is just ignore the pain. It literally feels like a physical stress inside of my chest, the pain of my childhood, inceldom, and having no family. My family really has left me fucking broken inside. At first if I start thinking about my childhood and loneliness, I will be very sad and begin to cry. And then when I think for longer of all the fucked up shit my dad did to me, I get furious. And then when I calm down I am back to being sad about my current state, and realizing nobody does or ever will love me just for being me. A family truly is the only people that will ever love you just for being you.
A woman loves you for how you look, or what you provide her. Friends love you for how you act, and the good company you give them. But family loves you because they made you, and you will always be theirs. But mine does not, they cast me out. My entire childhood was absolute TORTURE and I can cry on spot just from even the quickest thought of reminding myself of the shit I had to go through. My dad beat me bloody and my nose is still crooked from that experience. He would torture me and brutally embarrass me. I was am excellent kid when I was young, in 9th grade I would come home and just study math homework for hours. One time he came and attacked me whilst I was doing my math homework, I got him off me then he called my felon stepbrother who is really good at street fighting and told him I attacked him and he came over and tried to hurt me. I was just doing my math homework.
I was never allowed to play videogames, or have any electronics my entire childhood. I never played BO2, Minecraft, watched TV growing up, any of that. I wasn't allowed to eat candy and I was only allowed whole grain bread. I had never eaten fast food until I was 17 and bought it myself. Christmas was especially brutal for me, because see my sister got treated normally, but I did not. My sister had electronics, a car, TV, and a nice laptop my parents bought her. I had nothing. I got a basketball for Christmas she got a new tablet. I have some personality issues that I do my best to hide but I know what causes them. I don't do well under pressure, since Ive had to teach myself everything I know in life thusfar.
When I was 15 I was so lonely that I became religious in hope that if God did exist, he would help me. I read the Bible probably over 8 times in the King James version. I've read the new testament so many times that there's nothing probably else I haven't researched before.
Eventually that fell out because no matter how much I fasted, read my Bible, listened to what it said, and prayed, my prayers were never answered and I lost hope. I'm an agnostic now, it's not that I think God doesn't exist, I just don't know anymore.
The blackpill eventually consumed me, it made my reality make sense. But the constant reminders that I will most likely always be alone, the feeling of loneliness, having nobody to talk to, nobody cares about me, and the shit I already went through, absolutely ruins my day.
If any of you can relate, please tell me how to cope. I need mental shit more than videogames and food, I'm cant dox myself just yet or explain the details of why, but essentially I won't have access to technology for the next month of so, but I still feel lonely when everything around me gets too quiet. I spend my days constantly working my ass off, constantly doing something, so that the loneliness doesn't overtake me.
Thank you for reading this.