mviper
schizoidcel
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- Joined
- May 6, 2018
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the older I get, the more and more I feel like I'm turning into a monster. I'm not talking about appearance. I'm talking about one's inner self, your soul. I don't recognize myself anymore. the person I used to be has disappeared. my empathy is all but gone, I can't connect with anyone, not even online people I once played games with. the things I say when I'm by myself and not at work scare the hell out of me. that's right, you'll be talking to yourself one of the years, if you aren't already. my thoughts are frightening. I think it's some reaction to chronic social isolation, talking to yourself. my coworkers are starting to get afraid of me because I can't display any emotion anymore. I'm dead inside. an automaton waiting to explode. I feel like any day the boss is going to call me in and say I'm fired, because that's all that's possibly left that can happen.
I don't know how much longer I can keep it together. another year? another decade? hahahah I see now why people end up roping, what it takes for them to see it through to the end. I'm at the precipice, walking a tight-rope over the abyss. one false move I rope one side, the other leads to the path of er or worse. forget ldar, I'm watching myself decay into something demonic. everything is falling away except the tortured existence, the painful memories. maybe that's what ghosts are. I fear I'm going to literally dig myself a grave out in the woods and climb in it one night. not because I want to, but because there's an urge to, just to get the inevitable over with.
to end the looming insanity
I havne't posted much else recently, because i just don't feel motivated enough to even attempt interaction on the internet. but has anyone else experienced this total state of derealization combined with dread, that you cna't pinpoint at first but then you realize you are the source of it, you are the evil
I don't know how much longer I can keep it together. another year? another decade? hahahah I see now why people end up roping, what it takes for them to see it through to the end. I'm at the precipice, walking a tight-rope over the abyss. one false move I rope one side, the other leads to the path of er or worse. forget ldar, I'm watching myself decay into something demonic. everything is falling away except the tortured existence, the painful memories. maybe that's what ghosts are. I fear I'm going to literally dig myself a grave out in the woods and climb in it one night. not because I want to, but because there's an urge to, just to get the inevitable over with.
to end the looming insanity
I havne't posted much else recently, because i just don't feel motivated enough to even attempt interaction on the internet. but has anyone else experienced this total state of derealization combined with dread, that you cna't pinpoint at first but then you realize you are the source of it, you are the evil