I was a fucking dumbass today and I nearly collided with another car (it was my mistake.)
Me and the other car pulled over and the dude got out of his car and came up to me. I first thought he's going to beat the shit out of me, but he was pretty chill, even though he said almost had a heart attack when he saw my car not slowing down in the intersection. I couldn't care less about the situation, so I had to act like I was in kind of a shock in front of him to not look like a complete psychopath.
I didn't feel anything when it happened, I was completely numb. My life is so hopeless and miserable that I don't even give a fuck dying in a car accident. I was actually more worried about the dude's wellbeing than about my own. He probably has an actual life, with goals, dreams. I didn't have much time to analyze his attractiveness, but I think he was a HTN and was quite fit, so he most probably had a gf, who was waiting for him at home. He most likely has shit going on in his life.
I have no goals, no ambition, no future. Nothing. His life (a life that probably has actual purpose, unlike mine) could've ended right then and there because of some sub-5 moron's carelessness.
The whole incident overall made me a little less afraid of death. I have nothing to lose, I barely have anything in my life that I can be at least proud of. People in my family would be sad if I died, of course, but there would be one less leech on the system, so the world would actually be a better place without me.
It's actually not the first time something similar happened: I could've died like 2-3 times while I was driving and my utter indifference towards those incidents were exactly the same. People like me shouldn't have a driving license, but they do.
Me and the other car pulled over and the dude got out of his car and came up to me. I first thought he's going to beat the shit out of me, but he was pretty chill, even though he said almost had a heart attack when he saw my car not slowing down in the intersection. I couldn't care less about the situation, so I had to act like I was in kind of a shock in front of him to not look like a complete psychopath.
I didn't feel anything when it happened, I was completely numb. My life is so hopeless and miserable that I don't even give a fuck dying in a car accident. I was actually more worried about the dude's wellbeing than about my own. He probably has an actual life, with goals, dreams. I didn't have much time to analyze his attractiveness, but I think he was a HTN and was quite fit, so he most probably had a gf, who was waiting for him at home. He most likely has shit going on in his life.
I have no goals, no ambition, no future. Nothing. His life (a life that probably has actual purpose, unlike mine) could've ended right then and there because of some sub-5 moron's carelessness.
The whole incident overall made me a little less afraid of death. I have nothing to lose, I barely have anything in my life that I can be at least proud of. People in my family would be sad if I died, of course, but there would be one less leech on the system, so the world would actually be a better place without me.
It's actually not the first time something similar happened: I could've died like 2-3 times while I was driving and my utter indifference towards those incidents were exactly the same. People like me shouldn't have a driving license, but they do.
