AntiPain
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In these few weeks I've been at home, not working or doing anything special another than the basic stuff.
The nightmares from public transit still haunt me, and I know what would happen if I go back to work - The daily ritual of suffering.
Unlike some here I also have to deal with the demon called my brain. Neurotypical filth can't understand that, but being actually mental(westernfags that think that mental is ONLY self-diagnosing western whores can fuck off) is not fun to say the least.
Every experience I go through is amplified, in fact, I produce stress and anxiety from nothing. I could just see someone and a certain sight would make me anxious.
Of course my failures and seeing attractive women are a deadly mixture - Every time I go home I can only remember the women I've seen, and thus the reminders of my failures. I despise my nature. My inability to control my feelings, let alone my sex drive, drives me nuts. I don't wanna see thots no more.
Being both genetically and circumstantially inferior is a recipe for extreme suffering. The clock ticks, but I don't want to go to work.
The nightmares from public transit still haunt me, and I know what would happen if I go back to work - The daily ritual of suffering.
Unlike some here I also have to deal with the demon called my brain. Neurotypical filth can't understand that, but being actually mental(westernfags that think that mental is ONLY self-diagnosing western whores can fuck off) is not fun to say the least.
Every experience I go through is amplified, in fact, I produce stress and anxiety from nothing. I could just see someone and a certain sight would make me anxious.
Of course my failures and seeing attractive women are a deadly mixture - Every time I go home I can only remember the women I've seen, and thus the reminders of my failures. I despise my nature. My inability to control my feelings, let alone my sex drive, drives me nuts. I don't wanna see thots no more.
Being both genetically and circumstantially inferior is a recipe for extreme suffering. The clock ticks, but I don't want to go to work.