
I know that this post is no one reading. let him. I'm very tired, I'm not enough to live. I don't want to live, I can't live.
I don't know how to get out of the pit.. Self.. I really start thinking about what I don't want to live anymore. How long ago I was not visited by these thoughts. Thoughts of the end and possible peace.
I don't see the prospect, I don't see the advantages in my life, for which I should cling, I don't feel like fighting. I do it just because otherwise I can't do it, but I really want to be able to quit everything. I don't want to talk again about my efforts not giving fruit. whatever I did not try, the result will not be. With all my love for people, to communicate and to family, I have nothing of it. Family is a particularly acute topic for me. Like school...
AND FUCK I THOUGHT THEY DIDN'T CARE ABOUT, THEY SEEMED TO BE BULLYING ON PURPOSE! I DON'T HAVE A FUCKING FRIENDS! NAÏVE ENOUGH! This birthday showed it with full. Everyone didn't care. All those who I really opened-don't care.
I'm confused like that. I've lived the principle of being good for everyone in the last years. I didn't even want to match those who broke my life in my time. I liked what I was doing from me. I was the best version of myself (are you sure?). But then everything was going to collapse. I stopped knowing who I was actually. I was much more flat against stress, but I still climbed out of my skin to build something good.
You know, maybe most of this I did to avoid being humiliated, not bullied, as it had been before. To not at all what it was to dig people, not to feel this pain again. I wanted to be friends, too. I thought I was close to the ideal, I would have a real friends.
How wrong I was...
Now I think it's time to stop it. I need to try to understand who I am and become her. And also throw active searches of friends. I think it will come to me over time. Forcibly mil and happy will not be.
I don't know how to get out of the pit.. Self.. I really start thinking about what I don't want to live anymore. How long ago I was not visited by these thoughts. Thoughts of the end and possible peace.
I don't see the prospect, I don't see the advantages in my life, for which I should cling, I don't feel like fighting. I do it just because otherwise I can't do it, but I really want to be able to quit everything. I don't want to talk again about my efforts not giving fruit. whatever I did not try, the result will not be. With all my love for people, to communicate and to family, I have nothing of it. Family is a particularly acute topic for me. Like school...
AND FUCK I THOUGHT THEY DIDN'T CARE ABOUT, THEY SEEMED TO BE BULLYING ON PURPOSE! I DON'T HAVE A FUCKING FRIENDS! NAÏVE ENOUGH! This birthday showed it with full. Everyone didn't care. All those who I really opened-don't care.
I'm confused like that. I've lived the principle of being good for everyone in the last years. I didn't even want to match those who broke my life in my time. I liked what I was doing from me. I was the best version of myself (are you sure?). But then everything was going to collapse. I stopped knowing who I was actually. I was much more flat against stress, but I still climbed out of my skin to build something good.
You know, maybe most of this I did to avoid being humiliated, not bullied, as it had been before. To not at all what it was to dig people, not to feel this pain again. I wanted to be friends, too. I thought I was close to the ideal, I would have a real friends.
How wrong I was...
Now I think it's time to stop it. I need to try to understand who I am and become her. And also throw active searches of friends. I think it will come to me over time. Forcibly mil and happy will not be.
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I understand this all to well. And have gone through all the same myself. But hang in there. Good times will come and true friends will find you. Bad times never last forever and eventually tge good will outshine all the bad you've been through
I really live and hope for it. I always try to be optimistic about everything, but sometimes life decides to hit me in the knees in order to finish me off for sure.
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