Giracel
order out of chaos
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I am 22 and I already feel old and deteriorating. Spending formative years alone has aged me mentally, but I am also feeling the physical effects. I grademaxxed in school because it's the only thing I was ever good at so I use it as a cope, but it's taken a toll. I can barely sleep most nights, I have like one good full night of sleep a week maybe, then it's back to insomnia even when I go to sleep early, because I wake back up at 1 am and stay awake (as right now). I get headaches a lot from the poor sleep and/or completely innocuous stuff, eating a fucking MUFFIN for breakfast… like I literally can't get away with anything.
Then there's random stuff that will happen like I open a door the wrong way and my back muscle goes into a spasm. This happened yesterday and when I got to my room, all I wanted was a cute girlfriend to press on my back and make me feel better but there was NO ONE because I am forced to be ALONE. It is still tensed up even after resting, why can't I have a compassionate hapa girlfriend that will rub my back and help me sleep
I can't fucking take this.
And we know it's wrong. We act like it's normal in modern society for males my age and even older to be virgins, the people will just look at me, see I have good grades and a lab assistant job, and couldn't care less that every day of my life is psychological hell (because surely if outwardly successful, everything is fine).
Then there's random stuff that will happen like I open a door the wrong way and my back muscle goes into a spasm. This happened yesterday and when I got to my room, all I wanted was a cute girlfriend to press on my back and make me feel better but there was NO ONE because I am forced to be ALONE. It is still tensed up even after resting, why can't I have a compassionate hapa girlfriend that will rub my back and help me sleep
And we know it's wrong. We act like it's normal in modern society for males my age and even older to be virgins, the people will just look at me, see I have good grades and a lab assistant job, and couldn't care less that every day of my life is psychological hell (because surely if outwardly successful, everything is fine).
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