And that’s being a fucking failure. I failed this semester. Couldn’t graduate. My parents won’t talk to me… even though I left them messages saying I felt awful and suicidal. I don’t have any friends, they’re really all I have. If they don’t give a fuck about me, who do I have? I bought a ton of dope last night, with intention to overdose and die. I was so fucking close. I woke up on my floor all disorientated, my limbs all numb because of the way I was laying on them for so long when I passed out… I FAILED AGAIN!!! I can’t even fucking kill myself. I can’t live. I can’t die. I feel so stuck. My parents still haven’t called me back and it’s the next day. I think I’ll try to off myself again tonight. There’s really no point to my existence…
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Wow i am very sorry about those replies… We arent all that way here. Morris this is not the place for your that.
We all fail at times in our life. It is what keeps us human and makes sure we are still alive. They are only viewing how much money was spent. They arent seeing the stress or how its a pyramid sceem.
Im also sorry you feel the way you do. My gf gets the same way about school and the pressure gives her migrains and suicidal. Your folks will warm up to you again in time.
Just remind them they arent perfect either. Dont do it. I dont see you as a failure.
Thank you for your kind words… I know that not everyone is like that fucktard morris on this site. Thank god.
There’s no real point to existence other than the one you give it and in the end we all die, even if we’ve failed or achieved everything we ever set out to do, it makes no difference. Maybe you could try finding what is meaningful to you, and then start from there. You shouldn’t consider yourself a failure tho, we all fail at something eventually (or most of the time), and well… life is mostly failing and trying again most of the time. Your parents anger will go away, and friends… meh, they come and go, real ones are rare. In any case whatever you end up doing, be strong, and good luck.
That’s a really good point.. thank you..
I fail, miserably.. and a lot.
I’m so sorry about your family. My family has always been ashamed of me, their words, and I had no clue what I was supposed to do to change that. And because I didn’t know, it took 30 painful years to realize it’s never going to happen. I’ve been all alone and knew that if my family couldn’t love me, who would…
Your not pathetic.