Sorry for posting twice tonight. But not really, otherwise I wouldn’t have done it.
I’m for sure going to kill myself. 100%. Maybe not today or tomorrow. But I already feel as if I’ve had enough of life. I don’t want to wait to get old and sick and whatnot. I work just to come home and get high and/or drunk. I have nothing, am nothing, don’t want to be anything anymore.
I reckon 35 is my limit. That’s 2 years, for me. Maybe sooner though.
That’s how I’m dying though. I’ve decided. That’s how I want it.
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Well, I think your case might differ from 99% of cases I’ve dealt with, as in I’m willing to respect the decision. I think you’ve wrestled with it enough. You’ve made substantial effort to look for another path, and that’s all anyone can ask.
That’s not so much me being in the pro or affirming camp, just the respect/tolerance attitude. As I often say, only you know your maximum pain tolerance. I wish it didn’t come to that. But then, none of us end up on this site because our lives are going particularly well do we?
I’ve enjoyed our conversations, thank you.
You’re allowed to post twice a day, so you’re ok. I personally don’t mind if people post 4-5 times or more, so long as they don’t spam and take ‘wall space’ from others. What could also work is to post all your thoughts in one or two longer posts, just a suggestion.
I don’t know the details of your life…I don’t get a chance to go through most of the posts…but if you feel that this is right for you, I totally get it.
I myself am just struggling to get by. I’ve wasted decades in wrong pursuits, hoping for the ‘big payoff’ that never came. So at this age (50ish), I have little to show for it.
I am glad in a way that I didn’t have kids…I’ve seen it with my siblings and it’s a lot of work. I don’t see why anyone would have them if you don’t at least have a house and a good income (and lucky for them they do).
Also if you can’t pass beauty on to them, why have them at all? I’ve had a taste of it, I’d say we had good genetics in our family…when I was younger and fitter, I took the attention I had for granted…thought it happened to everyone until I got older and out of shape.
I’m far from ‘perfect’ in my own def’n of it…but I was attractive enough to appeal to girls I found attractive-which was a nice gift in life, when it worked. π
I guess that’s also a good chunk of the reason I’ve grown disheartened with life…to lose a lot of that interest others had in me. Also to lose opportunities with those one in a million girls that I’d never get to see again. If I managed to snag one ‘dream girl’ and possibly married her, I’d be over the moon and more determined to make a better life for ourselves (if we were struggling).
What also really sucks is the lack of opportunity as well-when I was younger pretty girls were everywhere. It could be because I’m in the burbs most of the time…it’s just a sea of average to unattractive people in my city…finding a beautiful girl out here is like finding a unicorn.
I’d probably have to go back to the clubbing district downtown to see any good ones-which is hard because most of my friends are tied up and out of the clubbing phase. Though one of my buddies recently said he was down for it, so maybe in the future.
But the other major issue for me is that I’m getting older and not making as much money as I should…something I’m working to rectify. At the same time, I’m also losing interest in going on…plus I don’t think my elderly parents are going to be around much longer…so that could mess up my plans in general.
In short life isn’t too good for me either…but I will also give it a few more years-will hang in as long as I can…but I’m thinking of opting for Maid, by the time I’m 60 at the latest, if nothing improves for me.
Sorry I segued into the topic of having kids and got carried away…stream of consciousness stuff.
You’ve done nothing wrong, it’s alright to talk about the things that plague your mind here π
Thanks and agreed, it’s good to be able to speak one’s mind. π