Everyone knows I’m going to kill myself. Everyone knows why. What do they all do? Ignore me. I don’t matter one damn to any of my so called friends or my many bosses at two jobs that have been falsely praising me and blowing smoke up my ass for the past year. You should’ve seen the look on her face (one of my supervisors). Total “fuck you, go die”. Don’t cry about trans suicide when I’m dead, then!
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Not going to blow smoke up your ass, just hear me out.
I have survived a suiced attempt. I know that deep dark despair. Searching for a light at then end hoping it’s a train.
I also know that in that situation nothing can be said that will make it better. But, I read your post, so now I know you exist. Now I can’t help but feel sad at the thought of never getting the chance to call each other ass-hats.
Yeah, people at work especially bosses will show fake friendship to make the work environment more peaceful among the other workers. It really sickens me to be around them, I honestly don’t know if I can deal with it much longer myself either. This world made up of people who have to fake everything to fit in, fake friendships, fake life, fake smile. I generally am sickened by this bs. Only a few people care about you in any way, and even those people that care are often wrapped up in their own lives of misery just like us, so they don’t show they care often, but instead feel the same way.
A lot of my so called friends are like that, and I agree with mightclark. It sickens me just to be around them