Here I am again. Posting another “blog”.. Expressing about all of inner “turmoil”..Telling a whole bunch of strangers what’s going on inside my head. Even though most of them, if not all of them, don’t care about the stuff I post about.
Even though I know this. I’m still going to post what I want/feel..
I fucking hate myself. I wonder all the time Why Im still here.. Â I dont need to be.
Fuck. No one cares..
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I hate myself too.
i can’t hate myself. i can’t love either.
I care…as insignificant as that may be, even being a stranger I hope you discover why your here and that it makes you want to stay.
from joyce carol oates herself:
“dizzying truth about human beings: they don’t care. No, they don’t care, and it means something irreparable to know that. Not just to be told casually, or to be shouted down by a playmate, “drop dead, will you?” No, I mean knowing it, feeling it, tasting it with all your insides.”
that quote always got to me, becauseeee well i’ve been there and to be honest idk what to tell you
but yeah, i hate myself, too.
looks like youve sucked the words out of my head. nobody fucking cares and then you die
Mom and dad usually teach you that somebody always cares. I learned that from my parents back when. You can’t love/care about things, if you don’t love and care about yourself. We all really do care about ourselves at some point or another. And the others around us. I am not alone, neither is anyone on here. The hardest and best thing to do at a young age is take good advice. LIFE.
Self hatred is a weird thing…..how can I love life when I hate the very thing that allows me to live? …..