I’ve been unemployed for years. I’m almost 33 years old and I have to depend on my parents for food and a place to live. I have no real skills and no hope of obtaining a stable job or restarting a career. Every day I wake up is a reminder of how worthless I am and how little I have to offer compared to other people. There are people in my life who love and care for me, but they don’t understand how much it hurts to be an utter failure. No matter what I try and do to make things better, I’m met with discouraging results. I don’t see any reason to go on and I just want this nightmare to end. I would rather never feel anything again than live with this torment. People tell me to keep my chin up and keep trying because good things might happen – they might as well be saying “you could win the lottery!” I wish there was a way to make my life better, but it’s only going to get worse from here, and I don’t want to be in pain like this anymore.
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Hey I’m kinda the same way. Im 28 and I haven’t been able to get work in a while so my parents have to pay all my bills (and give me money to waste at the bar). I thought I was the only one! I saw a “career coach” today and she kept harping on that I had to quit weed, but weed is my best friend and makes everything tolerable, so I got really depressed. Then I found this site! I feel like I just don’t have what it takes to be a successful organism and it makes me mad. I got one go at this roller coaster called life and I spent it mostly getting stoned and jerking off. I don’t care about anything anymore and I hate everyone who’s not as depressed as I am. Ive been researching methods, like the ******** Exit Bag, which sounds nice. Maybe if some cool job comes along, I’ll stick it out, but right now I feel like I might be getting close to taking my leave of this place. Makes me wish there was an afterlife, like a big WoW universe full of trillions of ghost avatars.