I hate the world we live in, the society we’re built on, and any direction i could take my life in…. I feel like such a disgrace, my life is wonderful! As i type this on my smartphone in my cozy bed in a warm house, my loving parents are probably thinking about me just like i think about them constantly… They shower me in love and gifts and praise, but I DO NOT DERSEVE A FRACTION OF IT! Killing myself would be too harsh for these beautiful, kind individuals, but I feel it would save them from dissapointment and hardships in the future… I wasted the golden years as if I was older trying to live life like it was going no where, and now I’m here… Mental breakdowns, no job, no skills…. Just a pathetic bag of bone and flesh who wishes he could fade from existance seemlessly, wishing he’d never been born so he wouldn’t have to bring down the people he loves most along with (emotionally). It doesn’t help that I’ve had severe acne for 10 years of my life and have been deterred from social activity, so i wallow in my own emotions and failures, but that doesnt “hurt” anymore… I just… Dont want to try anymore… Im sick of dissapointing myself and the ones i love, im sick of seeing myself as a failure and “living one day at a time” I just want to end my miserable, pointless life… The definition of that word has changed so much that they shouls just call it inprisonment of society because I’ll just end up working a mediocre job that i could care less about and lead a mediocre life that i could care less about…
Mom, Dad… I love you so much, and I’m so sorry…
Your son has forsaken you so much that I’m suprised you haven’t disowned me. But i know you are too kind and wonderful of people to ever do that…
Why couldn’t i just be orphaned? Why was i blessed? Why did i have to plague this family?
GOD DAMN IT! One day at a time… But as soon as you die, I will take my life because I will truely have nothing to live for, for you are the only light of my life…
Mom, Dad… I love you so much…
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I am 21 and have never really bothered to get a job. The thought of working 40+ puts me off so much, especially if the job was bad, or the people there were horrible, or judging… Maybe i will meet someone from online and maybe they let me live with them. Yeah i know i could risk getting raped or murdered. I just don’t want to be a burden on my parents.
And no my parents dont hate me or anything, they don’t spoil me either, but they let me stay here, and don’t really have any rules… Sorry, i will comment later i fail with words now so exhausted
It sounds like your parents love you very much as do mine, there are some cruel fucks out there who don’t give there children the light of day.
Jobs are just a way for us to busy our live to work for currency to buy goods and services from other people with jobs who work for currency to buy goods and services. Kind of a vicious cycle
Yep some parents dont give a shit about their kids. Some do horrible things to their kids… Some throw their kids out. Some people should not have kids
And people are stuck in jobs paying bills and that kind of stuff… Food, all the necessities. Fun stuff? No, cant afford that. Overseas trip? No could never do that. The boss prob thinks its funny enslaving people, and so do others
Work is a four-letter word.
Are you some sort of slightly alter me from a slightly different dimension? You took the words right out from under my finger-tips.
I love my parents so much they are the best people I could have possibly been given to (I was adopted as a baby). I do things to make them happy and proud of me, like go back to school for something. But it doesn’t last, and I just drop out. I want them to be as proud of me as I am of them. But there’s something wrong. I hate the society we live in. I don’t want to work for a career in this society. I don’t want to be another carbon-copy of everyone else and go about my day, pretending I’m not a slave of the dollar bill, or whatever currency. Freedom is a Myth.