BlackLowLtn
tired weirdo
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- Joined
- Oct 19, 2024
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- 4d 13h
Each and every moment I spend wallowing in despair makes me feel so utterly subhuman, everything I do makes me seem worse and worse. My existence itself is just so disgusting to me; struggling to even comprehend all my own mind in how suffocating it has been, utter trash down to the core.
None of my old hobbies work anymore, can’t try new hobbies anymore without getting frustrated, gym became routine/lost all spark to me, social life stale, mind fucked.
I’m not sure anymore what I should be doing, not even resting/attempting to do LDAR is enough for me, I just get frustrated by the lack of anything and eventually start doing all sorts again to distract myself from the void that is my mind.
Not even vicious thoughts, rage, contempt, depressive spirals; it’s just silent there. So silent and lonely I just can’t stand one second without “noise” filling my mind. At least work helps; a distraction that I’m forced to do is better than having a choice in the matter, otherwise I would’ve given up on it as well.
It’s dull. I can’t say it’s anything more but dull, I sometimes sit in my room and just stare at the ceiling for hours as it feels better than slugging through meaningless copes; my eyes have grown so heavy despite my sleep schedule being better, my body is growing weak despite the muscle, expressions utterly artificial in the mirror.
I’m tired man. It’s over, I just feel nothing towards most of life outside of the desire of a close connection, but I know I don’t deserve it either. I’m too pussy to kill myself, so I’ll just wait; I’ll either die by my own hands eventually or rot away.
Meh, life just sucks; nobody really cares either. I hope some members feel glad they at least got love from their parents growing up, they know they could always at least find comfort in them.
Maybe I should try alcohol? I’ve ironically never done it before, so it might help drown out sorrows, at least to the point of it not becoming an issue for others.
None of my old hobbies work anymore, can’t try new hobbies anymore without getting frustrated, gym became routine/lost all spark to me, social life stale, mind fucked.
I’m not sure anymore what I should be doing, not even resting/attempting to do LDAR is enough for me, I just get frustrated by the lack of anything and eventually start doing all sorts again to distract myself from the void that is my mind.
Not even vicious thoughts, rage, contempt, depressive spirals; it’s just silent there. So silent and lonely I just can’t stand one second without “noise” filling my mind. At least work helps; a distraction that I’m forced to do is better than having a choice in the matter, otherwise I would’ve given up on it as well.
It’s dull. I can’t say it’s anything more but dull, I sometimes sit in my room and just stare at the ceiling for hours as it feels better than slugging through meaningless copes; my eyes have grown so heavy despite my sleep schedule being better, my body is growing weak despite the muscle, expressions utterly artificial in the mirror.
I’m tired man. It’s over, I just feel nothing towards most of life outside of the desire of a close connection, but I know I don’t deserve it either. I’m too pussy to kill myself, so I’ll just wait; I’ll either die by my own hands eventually or rot away.
Meh, life just sucks; nobody really cares either. I hope some members feel glad they at least got love from their parents growing up, they know they could always at least find comfort in them.
Maybe I should try alcohol? I’ve ironically never done it before, so it might help drown out sorrows, at least to the point of it not becoming an issue for others.





