It do be like that.
I used to feel like that. When I was in middle school I had a friend who was equally depressed and we would take turns pointing in each others face and see how far the other could handle the trigger being squeezed. He killed himself a couple of years later. Slit a wrist in my early 20s, not really sure if I wanted to just hurt myself or really be over it but came pretty damn close to success because holy shit that razor was sharp. Still have grip issues and nerve damage from all the damage. Lost my home and business in the ‘08 collapse. Lost it all again in 2018 when my house burned down. After that I tried drinking myself to death. Almost drown in my own vomit once and there was one night I’m pretty sure I’d stopped breathing but my dog half roused me in a panic. Sobered up only to get struck by a distracted driver while walking through a crosswalk and suffered a TBI and busted hands/wrists. A few months later my best friend of 20yrs was murdered. Life is incredibly disappointing and there’s no grand purpose to it, but that also means we’re not here just to suffer, even if it feels like it at times. I’d like to say the high points of my life have outweighed or at least balanced the low ones but they have not (and I left out all the childhood trauma). But such is life. I hope you know you’re not alone and that while your life is unique to you, the disappointment, depression, and suck is not; I feel you and feel for you.
Thank you for your kindness. Its comforting to know its there.
You woke up in your shower?
J/k hang in there.
Not your personal blog.
Wahhhh
Crying over a comment on social media
Oh no, sweaty. It’s terminal I’m afraid…
Dis u
no u
Sad!
If you really think your life should be over, try to do something valuable first. I just read a good long description of anarchy on another post. Could be a good place to start.
Last week was one of the worst in my life but, never being one to let himself put down, I was finally able to produce the most correct answer to ‘how are you’? : Here I am. Still alive. Against my will.
The years start coming and they don’t stop coming.
Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running
didn’t make sense not to live for fun
You become a husk but you don’t get thrown in prison.
that’s not how it goes
It didn’t make sense not to live for puns.
Your head gets smart but your brain gets dumb
It’ll keep happening even after the day you don’t wake up. Life is insidious that way.
Nah, actually I enjoy life more days than not. But opinions vary.
The horrors persist, and by sheer stubbornness, so do we all.
