It really pains me to know my birthday is tomorrow. I don’t want to see another day. It’s not a celebration. All I want to do is get so fucked up that I’m out of touch with my existence and tear my eyes out of my head. I hate myself and nothing in this universe makes me want to stay any longer. I’m disgusted with who I am and what humanity is. I want to erase my existence for my birthday every year. 23. I’ve become everything I’ve resented. A robotic person with no character or personality controlled by society to work and live a pathetic life. Suicide is not the problem; living causes the problems.
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I’ll be 23 this year and I feel like I have accomplished nothing. If we’re the same, it’s just wake up and work and come home and try to cope with knowing that this is what you’ll do for the rest of your life. Living is just. Exhausting. Also, happy early birthday. Try to enjoy what you can. Live in the moment. You’re here. That’s enough.
emptinessinme,
HELLO
HOW ARE YOU
I AM FINE
HAPPY BIRTH DAY
GOT TO GO NOW
HAVE A NICE DAY
Why not make a drastic change? When I was 18 I felt the same way you are feeling and I just packed a bag and left. Slept outside and ate at homeless shelters and traveled the u.s.
I’m not suggesting this necessarily but maybe something drastic. Keep working but stop paying rent and save all that money and get an airplane ticket somewhere.
What’s the worst that can happen?
I hate my birthdays too