I haven't given up, I'm too emotional and somehow even though I keep trying it still hurts me. I don't think its unrealistic to want to talk to someone you enjoy often but it feels like everything keeps it from happening. You haven't given up if you still have hope silly.
/feelings/
Jesus Christ, this. I still have nightmares about highschool and I'm 28. It's not even that high school was traumatic or anything, I just wasted so much opportunity for EVERYTHING. I'm just such a stupid, lazy, dumb piece of fucking shit that floated through and am now just looking about in shock at what a garbagepile my life is.
There's always
>h o p e
But, is it a realistic expectation? Are you likely to change? I know I'm not, and it's slowly killing me - thank God. Still
>h o p e
is the only reason I haven't eaten a bullet, so it does have some value, objectively. If the objective is staying alive - which I'm less and less convinced should be the case. My objective should be to lead a
>h a p p y
life. But I just don't see that happening.
Yeah I suppose. I always manage to ruin it somehow to the point where continuing is hard.
Maybe next time.
I'm the person you replied to, and I am your feel, user.
How do you ruin it? If you would like to try for the umpteenth time I would be your friend.
I get too emotionally invested. I talk a lot, and I think I'm generally unfavorable.
Probably not ideal for either of us, really.
Keep going strong user, what are you going to rehab for?
I won't push you too much since I believe you have to want these things, but I've never had a problem with someone talking a lot, and we already decided we both get invested. If you really think its for the best then we don't have to but I would like someone to talk to when I'm able and I think you would put care into trying as well.
I have decided to give up.
I don't see anything good happening anymore.
I hate to throw a pity party for myself, but everything I have done in the last year to help benefit myself in the long run has blown up in my face.
I won't even kill myself, because I honestly believe that being alive and suffering day to day as myself, by myself, is the biggest punishment that I deserve.
I just smoke weed on my days off and before work, watching everything on Netflix alone. I even think I'm starting to get to know the pizza delivery guys oh god