SchrodingersDick
Better incel than jestermaxxing for scraps
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- Joined
- Aug 7, 2018
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25 years of loneliness and being treated like an inconsequential peripheral entity, tolerated at best. All the most basic things that others take for granted, and treat as default parts of life, are elusive unattainable luxuries that I’ve never had. I feel like I’ve been constantly drowning my whole life, only coming up for half a breath of air every few minutes just to keep myself alive so I can continue drowning..
No childhood
No youth
Alone for 25 years
No relationships
No experiences
No real memories
No friends or really anyone that gives a fuck about me except my little brother..
Parents hate me.. I hate them too.
And I’m getting balder by the day
I truly don’t know what to do.. No hope of things ever getting better. I’m too far gone for recovery. I’m permanently broken and jaded.. Merely staying alive seems to be a fate worse than death. For the first time, my future seems bleak, full of only more pain and suffering from loneliness, I don’t think the rest of my life is salvageable. Death is preferable to existence at this point.. But I don’t have the balls to kill myself. I’m so scared... I wish something out of my control would come along and kill me already, cause I can’t do it.. I really really hope I don’t have to resort to taking my own life.. Though I’d do it right if I went through with it.. I’d do some heroin to finally feel what normal dopamine is like, and asphyxiate myself with a nitrogen tank plus gas mask.. it’s supposed to be painless.. but I’m so scared.. that last second before I put the mask on would probabaly feel like an entire lifetime.. and the next 2 breaths would be another lifetime before I finally pass out and die.. fuck.. I wish things went another way for me. I wish it didn’t have to be like this. I’m 25 and sitting around wishing for my own death after a lifetime of NOT living, hoping I get cancer or die in my sleep or something... I used to be a kid, hopeful for the future.. and now this.
No childhood
No youth
Alone for 25 years
No relationships
No experiences
No real memories
No friends or really anyone that gives a fuck about me except my little brother..
Parents hate me.. I hate them too.
And I’m getting balder by the day
I truly don’t know what to do.. No hope of things ever getting better. I’m too far gone for recovery. I’m permanently broken and jaded.. Merely staying alive seems to be a fate worse than death. For the first time, my future seems bleak, full of only more pain and suffering from loneliness, I don’t think the rest of my life is salvageable. Death is preferable to existence at this point.. But I don’t have the balls to kill myself. I’m so scared... I wish something out of my control would come along and kill me already, cause I can’t do it.. I really really hope I don’t have to resort to taking my own life.. Though I’d do it right if I went through with it.. I’d do some heroin to finally feel what normal dopamine is like, and asphyxiate myself with a nitrogen tank plus gas mask.. it’s supposed to be painless.. but I’m so scared.. that last second before I put the mask on would probabaly feel like an entire lifetime.. and the next 2 breaths would be another lifetime before I finally pass out and die.. fuck.. I wish things went another way for me. I wish it didn’t have to be like this. I’m 25 and sitting around wishing for my own death after a lifetime of NOT living, hoping I get cancer or die in my sleep or something... I used to be a kid, hopeful for the future.. and now this.