Man I'm so depressed I don't even know what to do. I was once an excellent student, now I can't study cause I constantly get reminded of the truth. Reality is killing me. Knowing it never began, what am I supposed to do now?
My looks ... why do I look like this. Countless times I have posted to reddit in hope of some sane advice, all I get is shower and brush my teeth ... I was doing that everyday since I was 7. Or use deodorant, perfume, things like that. I already do that stuff... these people can't even imagine our looks are the problem. Then I read about other brocels here who are short because of psychiatric drugs that were forced to them, have lost their intelligent and emotions, some people who are balding ... there are many people here who have it way worse than me, I can't imagine what it's like. what are we suppose to do? we can't just lie down and rot. or rope. is there really nothing that can be done? Why did God give us the desire for female companionship if we are always gonna stay alone because of what we look like. It seems so unfair that everyone else out there is happy when I'm feeling this bad. Worst of all no one acknowledges this, those IT people think all we need is therapy and a shower. why, just why. I want to be able to talk to someone about my feelings... but how can I when everyone treats me like a freak. I think ... I hate myself. I just wish I wasn't a human, I wish I was a machine with no human desire.
My looks ... why do I look like this. Countless times I have posted to reddit in hope of some sane advice, all I get is shower and brush my teeth ... I was doing that everyday since I was 7. Or use deodorant, perfume, things like that. I already do that stuff... these people can't even imagine our looks are the problem. Then I read about other brocels here who are short because of psychiatric drugs that were forced to them, have lost their intelligent and emotions, some people who are balding ... there are many people here who have it way worse than me, I can't imagine what it's like. what are we suppose to do? we can't just lie down and rot. or rope. is there really nothing that can be done? Why did God give us the desire for female companionship if we are always gonna stay alone because of what we look like. It seems so unfair that everyone else out there is happy when I'm feeling this bad. Worst of all no one acknowledges this, those IT people think all we need is therapy and a shower. why, just why. I want to be able to talk to someone about my feelings... but how can I when everyone treats me like a freak. I think ... I hate myself. I just wish I wasn't a human, I wish I was a machine with no human desire.
