
edger0uter
New Chains, Same Shackles
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I’ve had my own apartment for a while but never actually lived in it because my stuff wasn’t there and it lacked some furniture. I got it because I planned to start cooking for myself in order to lose weight, get disciplined by having to take care of my own ass, and to have a more space than in my 3x3m room. Now, after months of paying rent while not living there, buying furniture from all kinds of places, and transferring the most important things over, I actually started to live there.
Initially, I thought this would be an awesome idea. I wouldn‘t have to deal with my dad telling me to get a job, to finish my drivers license, and to buy things he‘s too lazy to go out for himself, I would be able to be as loud as I want while gaming at night, I could walk around naked or take a shit with the door open if I wanted to, and all that whilst improving myself and possibly eventually escaping inceldom.
It‘s horrible. I am suffering every single day. In fact, as I‘m typing this, I‘m crying. I thought I was alone before, now I am truly alone. Despite knowing that I will get nothing out of it, i am using 8 dating apps at once, trying to find someone to keep me company.
Not only that, I am dead broke. I am in the negative. I can‘t even cope with buying things/food anymore.
Because my life has been getting worse, I also started letting go a little. I do things I know are bad for me, I don’t work on the company I started with my best friend, despite putting money into it, and I keep thinking about suicide. I‘m not very far away from writing notes to the most important people and then slitting my neck to bleed out quickly.
I honestly don‘t even know what the point of this post is. I just wanted to get this out of my system, I guess.
Initially, I thought this would be an awesome idea. I wouldn‘t have to deal with my dad telling me to get a job, to finish my drivers license, and to buy things he‘s too lazy to go out for himself, I would be able to be as loud as I want while gaming at night, I could walk around naked or take a shit with the door open if I wanted to, and all that whilst improving myself and possibly eventually escaping inceldom.
It‘s horrible. I am suffering every single day. In fact, as I‘m typing this, I‘m crying. I thought I was alone before, now I am truly alone. Despite knowing that I will get nothing out of it, i am using 8 dating apps at once, trying to find someone to keep me company.
Not only that, I am dead broke. I am in the negative. I can‘t even cope with buying things/food anymore.
Because my life has been getting worse, I also started letting go a little. I do things I know are bad for me, I don’t work on the company I started with my best friend, despite putting money into it, and I keep thinking about suicide. I‘m not very far away from writing notes to the most important people and then slitting my neck to bleed out quickly.
I honestly don‘t even know what the point of this post is. I just wanted to get this out of my system, I guess.