- Nov 19, 2017
I actually, genuinely have nobody who even acknowledges my existence. My parents just pay for the bare essentials and then we don't talk after that.
CopingGymcel said:They wouldn't be paying for you if they didn't care about you.
fukmylyf said:I feel the same. Doubt anyone would care if I was gone.
A perfect solitude is, perhaps, the greatest punishment we can suffer. Every pleasure languishes when enjoyed apart from company, and every pain becomes more cruel and intolerable.
Tempus Edax Rerum said:I have no one, no family, no friends, no relatives, no pets, no acquaintances. I am all alone, in the true sense of the word alone.
I think I might be rare even among incels, I don't think a lot of people would be capable of enduring the type of solitude(the perfect or complete) I live in.
Currently Rotting said:I can relate very well with you. Are you hikikomori? not the " I live in my mothers basement" type either, I mean complete isolation from everyone. I have been in my apartment for 5 years and virtually haven't left. I have food delivered to me via delivery service; they drop it on my front porch
Zielony4 said:Yea, same. I am genuinely jealous of the incels that have caring parents and say stuff like "I would suicide if it weren't for my parents."
FeminismsCancer said:That makes no sense. I genuinely want to die because of my shit life but have indeed held back for so long because of them (and my pet cat) but I'm so tired of life and have my suicide method in my drawer and wish I could finally just get it over and done with but every time I even as much as start planning a date I get flashes of them crying at my funeral etc... I imagine my cat yowling after reading stories of cats who did that and stopped eating and drinking when their owner died and then it makes me want to cry too. Then I decide to postpone some more.
Zielony4 said:Your cat likes you at least. It does make sense since you spent a whole paragraph proving my point.