
Deleted member 7448
Name is Abdu, live in Laos, born on 24.08.1992.
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My desire to have friends was always less than my tendency to have strong anxiety and avoid people on purpose. So I can't blame anyone but myself.
I haven't even wanted friends in many, many years, I've become very comfy on my own.
But now that this recluse is aging, the thought of being alone, forgotten and unknown by the world is honestly very scary, the reality of what's happening to me is setting in. I have no family either, except for my loving parents which are aging fast, my dad is already ~70. Even the few "relatives" that we do have are toxic assholes that we don't speak to, not one of them.
So I'll be all alone in the world. Literally no one will know who I am. Other people have connections with each other, if not for support they at least know each other and feel like they're alive in the context of a society and a world. But I'll be like a ghost among them, just wageslaving and going back to my empty home, like a robot and a ghost that will spend decades of his life alone, grieving for his parents for years because they were the only people that ever loved him and that he ever loved. People are supposed to fill in the hole left by the death of their parents through new relationships that give new meaning to life. Obviously that's not going to happen for me so it's just going to be a festering hole of grief.
I haven't even wanted friends in many, many years, I've become very comfy on my own.
But now that this recluse is aging, the thought of being alone, forgotten and unknown by the world is honestly very scary, the reality of what's happening to me is setting in. I have no family either, except for my loving parents which are aging fast, my dad is already ~70. Even the few "relatives" that we do have are toxic assholes that we don't speak to, not one of them.
So I'll be all alone in the world. Literally no one will know who I am. Other people have connections with each other, if not for support they at least know each other and feel like they're alive in the context of a society and a world. But I'll be like a ghost among them, just wageslaving and going back to my empty home, like a robot and a ghost that will spend decades of his life alone, grieving for his parents for years because they were the only people that ever loved him and that he ever loved. People are supposed to fill in the hole left by the death of their parents through new relationships that give new meaning to life. Obviously that's not going to happen for me so it's just going to be a festering hole of grief.
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