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SchrodingersDick
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“The only thing that makes old age bearable is memories of youth.”
That’s a (paraphrased) quote by someone.. forgot who.
I’m turning 25 tomorrow.. a quarter century old.. I spent the last 10 years of my life in my room.. alone, sad, and bald.. alone ever since puberty really.. haven’t had any relationships or any experiences.. (1 experience if you count working).. I spent my childhood feeling like I was drowning and always wanted a little bit more, to be treated like a person.. i looked forward to the future, thinking it would be kind to me.. I thought things would change with time.. boy was I wrong. I’m drowning to this day, but for the first time, the future doesn’t matter anymore. I don’t have visions of better days to keep me hopeful anymore.. I missed out on the most crucial years of life.. i just wanted to be young and happy even for a day. I wanted to experience what real youth was like. I never got to experience it.. it’s too late now.. In this lifetime, I will never know what it’s like to be young and carefree. And I won’t get another lifetime to try again... if anyone ever tells me any stories of their youth, or what my youth was like or says anything that I should be able to relate to, I won’t be able to relate. I won’t know what the fuck they’re talking about. I never lived through any of it. I never experienced it. My past is 25 years of blankness. Like I was born a 25 year old man with no knowledge of prior life..
I missed every single developmental milestone.. I have atleast 10 years of lost time to make up for.. and I’m too old to start making up for it. Those milestones will remains missed.. I can’t just start up from scratch right now at 25, doing things I should have done when I was 15.. I get one life, and I miss out on it.. my life has become a nightmare I can’t wake up from. I sometimes laugh to myself over just how bad things got for me.. I get manic and trip out that things could even possibly get this bad.. my worst nightmares are realized..I missed out on my life.. I’ll blink and I’ll be an old man next..
The pain is too great for me to ever be a normal person. I’m broken.. I haven’t made any memories to help carry me in old age. If I get my hair transplant right now, that can give me a few years of relationships and experiences, though I don’t even know if I can have relationships anymore.. I dont think I’m capable of it. 10 years of being alone and looking out into the world and wishing I was a part of it has broken me beyond repair.. I’m just too far gone..
No matter what I do, even if the future starting right now is pristine, ages 0-25 we’re a nightmare. So far, the only thing I’ve known is suffering, loneliness, isolation, sadness, and desperation.. that’s it.. the specimen that is me hasn’t felt anything else. Just didn’t happen for me. There’s always gonna be a gaping hole inside me.. there’s always gonna be like a movie reel missing from my life.. ages 0-25.. I really don’t think I can live with that. I don’t see myself as a well adjusted 30 year old, much less 40,50+ year old.. I won’t have children no matter how much I want them; I’ll always be thinking about the youth I missed out on. I’m not really complete.. like playing level 2 when you haven’t played level 1 yet.. idk how else to put it.. i can’t be 80, alone, and think back on how I didn’t make any memories in my youth.. If something doesn’t kill me before then, it’s gonna be suicide for me. I’ve suffered a lot, and I’ve known pain intimately.. but I think it all pales in comparison to what awaits me in the future. I’m truly afraid. No matter how bad things are for me right now, I know they’re going to be exponentially worse, and I know I won’t survive it.. It’s a scary thought.
In other words.. Im alive right now despite death already being preferable to my life, but I know that my suffering hasn’t even begun yet.
That’s a (paraphrased) quote by someone.. forgot who.
I’m turning 25 tomorrow.. a quarter century old.. I spent the last 10 years of my life in my room.. alone, sad, and bald.. alone ever since puberty really.. haven’t had any relationships or any experiences.. (1 experience if you count working).. I spent my childhood feeling like I was drowning and always wanted a little bit more, to be treated like a person.. i looked forward to the future, thinking it would be kind to me.. I thought things would change with time.. boy was I wrong. I’m drowning to this day, but for the first time, the future doesn’t matter anymore. I don’t have visions of better days to keep me hopeful anymore.. I missed out on the most crucial years of life.. i just wanted to be young and happy even for a day. I wanted to experience what real youth was like. I never got to experience it.. it’s too late now.. In this lifetime, I will never know what it’s like to be young and carefree. And I won’t get another lifetime to try again... if anyone ever tells me any stories of their youth, or what my youth was like or says anything that I should be able to relate to, I won’t be able to relate. I won’t know what the fuck they’re talking about. I never lived through any of it. I never experienced it. My past is 25 years of blankness. Like I was born a 25 year old man with no knowledge of prior life..
I missed every single developmental milestone.. I have atleast 10 years of lost time to make up for.. and I’m too old to start making up for it. Those milestones will remains missed.. I can’t just start up from scratch right now at 25, doing things I should have done when I was 15.. I get one life, and I miss out on it.. my life has become a nightmare I can’t wake up from. I sometimes laugh to myself over just how bad things got for me.. I get manic and trip out that things could even possibly get this bad.. my worst nightmares are realized..I missed out on my life.. I’ll blink and I’ll be an old man next..
The pain is too great for me to ever be a normal person. I’m broken.. I haven’t made any memories to help carry me in old age. If I get my hair transplant right now, that can give me a few years of relationships and experiences, though I don’t even know if I can have relationships anymore.. I dont think I’m capable of it. 10 years of being alone and looking out into the world and wishing I was a part of it has broken me beyond repair.. I’m just too far gone..
No matter what I do, even if the future starting right now is pristine, ages 0-25 we’re a nightmare. So far, the only thing I’ve known is suffering, loneliness, isolation, sadness, and desperation.. that’s it.. the specimen that is me hasn’t felt anything else. Just didn’t happen for me. There’s always gonna be a gaping hole inside me.. there’s always gonna be like a movie reel missing from my life.. ages 0-25.. I really don’t think I can live with that. I don’t see myself as a well adjusted 30 year old, much less 40,50+ year old.. I won’t have children no matter how much I want them; I’ll always be thinking about the youth I missed out on. I’m not really complete.. like playing level 2 when you haven’t played level 1 yet.. idk how else to put it.. i can’t be 80, alone, and think back on how I didn’t make any memories in my youth.. If something doesn’t kill me before then, it’s gonna be suicide for me. I’ve suffered a lot, and I’ve known pain intimately.. but I think it all pales in comparison to what awaits me in the future. I’m truly afraid. No matter how bad things are for me right now, I know they’re going to be exponentially worse, and I know I won’t survive it.. It’s a scary thought.
In other words.. Im alive right now despite death already being preferable to my life, but I know that my suffering hasn’t even begun yet.
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