I’m freaking out about not having enough hours at work, not having a place to live, not having money to pay my bills, not being able to find a second job, and having to do all this shit alone.
This is too much shit for one person to handle. Enough is enough. I seriously feel so freaked and panicked and anxious about everything that I wanna just go jump off a bridge and be done with this shit.
You win, Universe. You wanted to see how much fucking shit one person could really take, and this is it. I’m fucking done, you win, I’m not playing anymore.
Thank you all for listening and for trying to help me, but probably best if you don’t help anymore. The sooner I end up living out of my car, the sooner I’ll take that plunge and not have to deal with this shitty, fucked up, bull shit thing called life. This isn’t life anyhow, this is hell.
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Hey, don’t do that. Don’t let the Universe win. The Universe is an arrogant, annoying prick. And you’re an individual, a human being. You’re way cooler than the Universe. Keep fighting Kitten. If you need someone to talk to, I offer my lowly person as a confidant. But you can defeat the Universe.
I know exactly how you feel. If you want to talk, let me know.
Believe me I understand when enough is enough, but it really would be a damn shame for you to have come this far and overcome so much to quit now.
i get that, the frustration of being given more than i can handle. you’re not alone there. hope sharing how you feel and knowing you are not alone helps. sending wishes that things get easier. maybe vent more? as perfectly imperfect says, you have come so far and shown such strength. hopefully something good will happen soon so that you can feel less overwhelmed