There is no going forward, I can't see myself living past Norwood 2 jfl. Life has lost all its magic; I've lost all my youth, which I never got to enjoy... no refunds. What else is there to do? The self-inflicted damage I've done to my life is irreparable. I sometimes get these bouts of self awareness where I think of all the cringe worthy shit I've done and it makes me repulsed with myself. I've finally given in to the Matriarchy, I just wish I was extended an easier method of either joining an alternative society or having access to a form of death with dignity.
Brutal shit Man, I've been emotionally dormant for a long time howver know its hitting my like a ton of bricks, all these years of being NEET and doing jack shit is overcumbing my self preservation instincts, not that I actually would kms but not even LDAR is helping me escape. Video Game copes is running on fumes, couldn't be any more tedious to play than any other moment in my life. I have nothing else to cope with so I'd just LDAR in my bed and doom scroll, even that isn't sufficient.
There is nowhere to run, no one to blame, no way of ignoring it. It's fucking OVER.
Brutal shit Man, I've been emotionally dormant for a long time howver know its hitting my like a ton of bricks, all these years of being NEET and doing jack shit is overcumbing my self preservation instincts, not that I actually would kms but not even LDAR is helping me escape. Video Game copes is running on fumes, couldn't be any more tedious to play than any other moment in my life. I have nothing else to cope with so I'd just LDAR in my bed and doom scroll, even that isn't sufficient.
There is nowhere to run, no one to blame, no way of ignoring it. It's fucking OVER.
