So many years of broken relationships. I wonder if there was a time in history where people lived in harmony or at peace with each other.
I’m feeling alone. I have nobody who I can talk about my problems. I don’t know anyone who would help me. I don’t have anyone to share my dreams with.
I feel like everything is almost already dead because nothing much, new, exciting is happening
Sometimes I feel like k!lling mys3lf. Like now. But I can’t do it. I’m tired of me, my life. I believe that I might exist in some way even after death and I might not escape these miserable feelings .
I Don’t Understand this f’d up World
I’m tired of all this suffering. Because I can’t have normal relationships with others I feel like killing myself. I’m a soft person. Why do I let myself affected by mean, inconsiderate words and actions? I wish I was tough
I think that this year might be the end. If nothing changes this year or the next I’m pretty determined to die.
Cold and lonely
I feel like shit. Garbage
I feel like everything is dying around me. People, society, nature, friendships, ideas, communities. And I don’t know if I or anyone can do something about it
Most of the people qualities I encountered: shallow, vain, self centered, cold and unavailable
Everything is like a mind game. Why are we even alive. Life sucks and I don’t like this fake game
Everything feels fake and I feel like shit because of it. I have something real in me, call it consciousness, and I recognize the fake things and people that I’m surrounded by. Even my body might be fake. What do I mean by fake? For example something that is created from something else. For example, a chair made from the wood of a tree but it goes deeper because it feels like even the trees are fake. Trees, houses, animals, you name it
What do you do when you want to run from people and things that hurt you but you have nowhere to go. I feel so weak
They employ words and mind games tactics for more than ten years but they do it in a way that it doesn’t matter that my soul is in pain everyday and I’m always the one to blame if I don’t do it their way. I explain to them my point of view but they can’t help or understand it.
They force me to say hi everyday. Other people and family members force me to say hi everyday. If I don’t say hi, it’s like the whole world is gonna end. They love it, they are like robots. Hi is the most important thing. They love to talk almost 24 hours everyday. Every little insignificant bullshit has to be talked over and over again everyday.
Feeling like I’m getting pushed to the edge
A war is going on two planes: mental and physical, I’m tired of this soul hurt. Omg, they won’t stop until I’m actually dead from all points of view
They attack me, they oppose me, they have to always be right, they are superior, they see me as no good. They exist, I didn’t create them, it’s a daily struggle.
Why……