25 years old

the sad fact about life is that it's what you make of it, sure money can be nice, but death comes quick and it comes to the rich and poor so just enjoy it as you may and try to help people as you can

If you're capable of working but wont then you're worse than scum. Life isn't going to get better for you nigger. Might as well kys already.

Im 27 and in a similar situation. I dont get drunk though. I have a bachelors in astronomy and flunked out of grad school though

ok in the span of 3 months I

1.) lost my job
2.)kicked a high dose benzo addiction
3.)8 year relationship ended
4.) another old fling got in contact with me, whirlwind of emotion, loved her, then broke up with me suddenly. volatile.
5.)grandmother died
6.)uncle died of brain cancer

im still kicking. alive. in my 30's. life is fucking rough man. just gotta keep on fighting, what else can you do.

Same. I lost all interest in my computer science degree and I would have dropped out by now, if not for the Japanese class I've been taking.
I don't give a shit about any of my database or data communications classes. I get that we need people who know how to do this shit, but I think wageslaving doing this boring shit is the last thing I want to be stuck doing, no matter how much it pays.
The Japanese class actually excites me because I'm learning how to speak another language. It makes me think of new possibilities, like going overseas for a foreign exchange student program. I could care less about computer science...

Heres a tip.....shit doesnt happen over night.

Want good credit....pay every fucking bill on time for 3 years. Want a good job...get a shity job at a good company and bust your ass for years and slowly move up thd ranks. Want a good relationship...be discreet about picking the right one. Then when you do work on it every day.

Nothing comes easy and nothing comes quick. If you expect to just fall into things you are going to be saying the same shit 10 years from now.

daily reminder dixies aren't white

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High-dose benzo addiction in three months? I'm skeptical. Benzos are Satan's candy. Did you turkey?

do you care about having self respect and a means to support yourself? if so, complete your degree and get an internship and then a job. you have no idea how fortunate you are as a trained programmer getting good money for cush ass keyboard typing in this world, you aren't owed any of your anime fantasy life of being known and respected in NIPPON you are not special, you are a man who has to make his way in this world. 40 hours of tapping on a keyboard for money is not bad desu

You are not going to find happiness in food, drink, money or any other material things. First, get good with the Lord your God. Figure out what you believe and what that means. Next, get good with your community. Figure out what your place in the comunity should be and be that guy. Then, get good with yourself. Figure out what gives you personal satisfaction that you can do with your spare money in your spare time. Everything else - a job, a family, camels, houses, whatever - isn't yours to keep. You just borrow that for a little while.

I'm in a similar situation, but without any friends or any one I care about, and I've already accepted that this is not gonna end well. I worked and had a respectable profession, but depression and my own weakness destroyed everything.

And now I'm jobless, depressed, barely get out of home... even my looks have changed for worse. I wasn't brad pitt but I was good looking. But now wrinkles are appearing, my eyes look horrible due to the insomnia the depression and the alcohol...

Suicidal thoughts are starting to come more often.

I've quit IV heroin and benzos (clonazolam) and clonazolam cold turkey was worse (yes stupid, but I had no choice). Easily 3 months of withdrawal. Panic attacks 24/7 for weeks that felt like having constant heart attacks and palpitations. Didn't sleep for 9 straight days and only for 30min spurts after that if I was lucky. Shadow people everywhere. Spasms that jolt my entire body all day for months. RLS worse than opiate withdrawal that lasted weeks. Brain literally felt fried. Thought I had PTSD. Parents had to hide the guns, don't remember, but I was threatening to kill myself to end the suffering. Taking a bath was the hardest chore aside from crawling out of bed for weeks. I never understood why, but it drains you more physically than heroin withdrawal. And mentally... no fucking contest. You literally are holding on to your own sanity for what seems like forever. Heroin... 1 week of physical. Clonalzolam... months. You come out on the other end... different. It changes you on a deep level. Fucking scary shit. I don't know how people would succeed without support. Honestly, I thought of suicide everyday, all day, for weeks. It was the only escape in my mind, because I didn't have any mind left at that point. I do remember one night in between the constant seizures looking up at the ceiling in the dark and it was like an acid trip. Colors everywhere. I could literally feel my neurons over-firing. It was all in my head. And the depression. Crushing depression. After the 'suicide' phase, the world had that 'bleakness' every opiate addict understands, but lasted astonishingly longer. Oh god, the crushing depression. Like my brain literally didn't have the capacity to synthesize feel good chemicals. No window of clarity for weeks, until you start having those 'spurts' of happiness that are incredibly fleeting, maybe 1 min long.

But they slowly start to last longer and longer. I remember one day looking at the sunset and just stared for what seemed like forever. And I just smiled. Things started to make sense again. The worst was behind me. This is more than a couple years ago and I haven't touched a benzo since and I've been clean off heroin for over 10 years. The thing with benzo addiction is that it creeps up on you. It doesn't hit you in the face like heroin and the high is more subtle so you don't worry about the addiction as much. But fuck, you pay the piper in the end. Please don't fuck with your GABA system. It is an inhibitory chemical and without it... well your mind literally can't stop over-firing. You are trapped in your head, and your head feels like it's on fire. Inside. All day, everyday.

keep fighting broski

Thanks man. Doing my best. Same to you. Life is a fucking war sometimes. Just gotta win those day to day battles.

nope

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panic attacks are the worst. ever worse once you realize you've been having them for months as a regular thing till you get home and get wasted at night. one day sobriety

Keep fighting the fight man. Im still fighting lingering depression from everything. Lost 2 loves, addiction... fuck. Ive almost given up a few times, but Im still here. Dont let life get the best of you.