Why couldn’t kill myself when I had the chance. I wouldn’t have so many painful memories and feel so out of place and suicidal. I only know my best days are ahead of me because one of those days includes dying. My life never started. I sometimes can trick myself into thinking that people I have met actually cared about me but deep down I know that is untrue. I hate that of painful memories of liars and heart thieves that all in all provided nothing but pain and trauma. I don’t matter. I don’t connect to anyone or anything. I shouldn’t even have been born. In 3 decades ive accomplished nothing but incompetence. I hope i have a heart attack and die.
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Chin up soldier. I share many of the feelings you talk about. It’s hard to feel a connection to people as they don’t understand, your in the right place for acceptance, I only just found this site a couple hours ago and there are so many people with hearts big enough to assist you thru your struggles.
No, you are not (your title).