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Venting I wish my memories would go away

Lazyandtalentless

Lazyandtalentless

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I want to shut my brain off. I hate my brain. I hate my memories. I hate that I’m still here dealing with all of this. The hatred from normies stick with you. I don’t want to have nightmares again but it’s hard. No amount of therapy will fix this
 
Brutal af, sad to have to deal with bad memories
 
Same. Impossible to escape misery when your brain is constantly flashing all the humiliations and rejections you've revived. Over for intrusive thoughtcels
 
Same. Impossible to escape misery when your brain is constantly flashing all the humiliations and rejections you've revived. Over for intrusive thoughtcels
 
anyone else play music and make up fake scenarios in their head to escape their shitty reality too
 
i wish i could relax and shut my brain off too, it's like a computer with a ridiculously high uptime (no reboots for a long time)
 
Bad memories stick out like the thorns that'd you see on roses.

I would definitely cancel the bad memories if it means taking away the good memories too.
 
I want to shut my brain off. I hate my brain. I hate my memories. I hate that I’m still here dealing with all of this. The hatred from normies stick with you. I don’t want to have nightmares again but it’s hard. No amount of therapy will fix this
Seeing through your eyes always those people who hurt you and will not apologize, worst is seeing through your own eyes and reliving every moment that occurred then and they won't stop. The film is playing but the film cannot be turned off and yet it plays and plays without end and you struggle to figure out how to cope or make it stop. Alas, it won't stop and those voices won't go away, you numb your self and shut yourself off from the world to negate your pain.

Living and reliving makes it worse, being around others makes you more lonely. Being by yourself is self-imposed torture & imprisonment; better perhaps that you suffer alone then to cause it plenty more. And so everyday mundane and the same, awaiting the same fate as every creeping thing that crawleth and ever creeping thing that swimmeth in the deep. We all die and death is permanent medicine to this temporary dream.

The greatest peace and dance with death is when we sleep, no more do we fear the beast that proweth on the heath, sleep brings us back to our original state, ever closer to our fate. Slowly reaching what all men fear, no more thoughts or fears appear and in this waking life of infinite strife so terrible and barbaric; death free's us from the wall that chains us all. You will find peace, at least that is our guarantee.

@Lazyandtalentless
 
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Seeing through your eyes always those people who hurt you and will not apologize, worst is seeing through your own eyes and reliving every moment that occurred then and they won't stop. The film is playing but the film cannot be turned off and yet it plays and plays without end and you struggle to figure out how to cope or make it stop. Alas, it won't stop and those voices won't go away, you numb your self and shut yourself off from the world to negate your pain.

Living and reliving makes it worse, being around others makes you more lonely. Being by yourself is self-imposed torture & imprisonment; better perhaps that you suffer alone then to cause it plenty more. And so everyday mundane and the same, awaiting the same fate as every creeping thing that crawleth and ever creeping thing that swimmeth in the deep. We all die and death is permanent medicine to this temporary dream.
deepeth first post
 
Seeing through your eyes always those people who hurt you and will not apologize, worst is seeing through your own eyes and reliving every moment that occurred then and they won't stop. The film is playing but the film cannot be turned off and yet it plays and plays without end and you struggle to figure out how to cope or make it stop. Alas, it won't stop and those voices won't go away, you numb your self and shut yourself off from the world to negate your pain.

Living and reliving makes it worse, being around others makes you more lonely. Being by yourself is self-imposed torture & imprisonment; better perhaps that you suffer alone then to cause it plenty more. And so everyday mundane and the same, awaiting the same fate as every creeping thing that crawleth and ever creeping thing that swimmeth in the deep. We all die and death is permanent medicine to this temporary dream.

The greatest peace and dance with death is when we sleep, no more do we fear the beast that proweth on the heath, sleep brings us back to our original state, ever closer to our fate. Slowly reaching what all men fear, no more thoughts or fears appear and in this waking life of infinite strife so terrible and barbaric; death free's us from the wall that chains us all. You will find peace, at least that is our guarantee.

@Lazyandtalentless
Insightful first post
 
Me too. Thankfully I was able to forget a huge chunk of my childhood.
 

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