VλREN
Depressed idiot
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So basically a week ago I was raging at some dumbass video game when I punched the wall next to the front door
It’s not that big of a hole in the wall, it’s just that drywall is super fragile actually and it’s easy to penetrate when you put force on it.
But she ended up seeing it a week afterwards, it took her a full week to see the hole in the wall
But yeah she was screaming at me for it saying that I was ungrateful and that I would never do that at my dads house because I am afraid of my dad beating my ass.
She also said that I don’t really care that she almost died last year and that I treat her shit. I mean I did care, I cried a shit ton of times when it happened and I was literally praying to god despite being agnostic. I’ll admit that on here
I mean she’s probably right about all of this
I just don’t know what to do with my life anymore, like I’ll wake up constantly thinking about my future and what that’s most likely going to look like and it’s not good.
I don’t even know how to move up in life, the last three years was me just working at a fast food place that was in walking distance every week. Eventually my mom fell ill and I had to move into my dads house because I am a parasite that can’t take care of it’s self. As of now I’ve basically lost whatever money I saved up during those three years of working.
A part of me wants to “lock in” and try and achieve something to make my life better but then I get all paranoid thinking about something going wrong. I mean it’s just working and slaving away until another disaster in life strikes again.
Plus am not even talking about any major achievements, I just want the basic skills and financial understandings to live on my own and stop leaching off my aging parents.
Then another part of me just wants to destroy all my material items and with nothing left to loose, I’ll have less fear leaving this earth.
A part of me feels like suicide or just running around like a feral homeless person is easier than trying to move up in society.
Idk anymore.
It’s not that big of a hole in the wall, it’s just that drywall is super fragile actually and it’s easy to penetrate when you put force on it.
But she ended up seeing it a week afterwards, it took her a full week to see the hole in the wall
But yeah she was screaming at me for it saying that I was ungrateful and that I would never do that at my dads house because I am afraid of my dad beating my ass.
She also said that I don’t really care that she almost died last year and that I treat her shit. I mean I did care, I cried a shit ton of times when it happened and I was literally praying to god despite being agnostic. I’ll admit that on here
I mean she’s probably right about all of this
I just don’t know what to do with my life anymore, like I’ll wake up constantly thinking about my future and what that’s most likely going to look like and it’s not good.
I don’t even know how to move up in life, the last three years was me just working at a fast food place that was in walking distance every week. Eventually my mom fell ill and I had to move into my dads house because I am a parasite that can’t take care of it’s self. As of now I’ve basically lost whatever money I saved up during those three years of working.
A part of me wants to “lock in” and try and achieve something to make my life better but then I get all paranoid thinking about something going wrong. I mean it’s just working and slaving away until another disaster in life strikes again.
Plus am not even talking about any major achievements, I just want the basic skills and financial understandings to live on my own and stop leaching off my aging parents.
Then another part of me just wants to destroy all my material items and with nothing left to loose, I’ll have less fear leaving this earth.
A part of me feels like suicide or just running around like a feral homeless person is easier than trying to move up in society.
Idk anymore.





