Please don't read this if you're not in a good place, I just need to get it off my chest...
I guess, what I want is people saying, "Oh no, it's not", but really, just, I don't know anymore. If there's hope I want to stay a little longer and make a change but, it seems like there's no hope at times and years just go by, and ...nothing really changes. Where am I to even go once there's nowhere to go? I live with my mom, and she won't live forever. I couldn't live off welfare even if I could, and my social service provider threatened to cancel it anyway since I'm not being serious enough, not budging, and she feels like she's speaking to no one. And my mom, which I live with, she actually wants me to die. I'm not kidding. She made it clear I'm a burden, and plain out told me to die of suicide in certain (different methods) already, since I'm not functioning at all...So many people here, I see don't want to die because their loved ones would miss them..I don't have anyone, so what's the point? Well, the hope that things will get better...that I'll figure something out but..really, I don't even know where to turn anymore. I can't work a "normal job" since I have social anxiety and that sort of environment would still be too much to handle. I'm depressed as fuck on top of it now, since I can't have that normal life. Since I have no one and nothing, I wished so many times I'd be dead that it's not even funny. Yet, I'm not quite there yet, too scared of all that could go wrong more than anything...and actually, I said it wrong. It's not even that I want to die, I just want my pain and suffering to end. I want to be more "normal", I want to have someone in my life, someone special and I want to be useful. But it's just not happening...I don' know. Again. I live with my mom and she thinks I should kill myself, my social worker pointed out it's pointless working with me..what now? It's not only me who sees it, but others as well. And they want to release themselves of the burden, which is me...how selfish is me, continuing to live like this? As mom said, I'm not even living, I'm just surviving, what's the point? There is no point mom...I didn't say that, but there is none...I'm just waiting for nothing, hoping things will change, hoping I'LL change, yet nothing...I feel like a total piece of shit who shouldn't have been born in the first place, and all the cards were stacked against me from the start. I feel so lost right now, and hopeless, and stupid, and don't know what to do. I want to go , ideally, far away from this place, and start a new life..but that's not possible...so, what now?
For a side note, I'm starting to see that everything I even thought I was good at is not true, and it was some sort of a delusion, a dunner-Kruger effect, and it kills me to know just how pointless is not only my life but me as well. I'm not really sure, if it's the depression talking when it said I'm not creative, I'm stupid, "borderline retarded", can't write, can't draw, can't do anything, am not even funny anymore, though I maybe "sort of" was once...maybe.
And no, I don't actually want you to lie and say I'm good at something if you know I'm not. But it would help out to point out something, anything positive that would actually mean something to me, since it was tied to my identity ^. IF IT'S TRUE, and you can prove it. Which reminds me, I don't even know who I am anymore. Holly shit. XD
Well, this turned out into a total ramble, went further than expected. Sorry for being heavy, I won't be upset if I don't get responses, I'm sort of a little...lighter just by typing this down just...I know it won't last long. XD ; - see how much I suck?!
I guess, what I want is people saying, "Oh no, it's not", but really, just, I don't know anymore. If there's hope I want to stay a little longer and make a change but, it seems like there's no hope at times and years just go by, and ...nothing really changes. Where am I to even go once there's nowhere to go? I live with my mom, and she won't live forever. I couldn't live off welfare even if I could, and my social service provider threatened to cancel it anyway since I'm not being serious enough, not budging, and she feels like she's speaking to no one. And my mom, which I live with, she actually wants me to die. I'm not kidding. She made it clear I'm a burden, and plain out told me to die of suicide in certain (different methods) already, since I'm not functioning at all...So many people here, I see don't want to die because their loved ones would miss them..I don't have anyone, so what's the point? Well, the hope that things will get better...that I'll figure something out but..really, I don't even know where to turn anymore. I can't work a "normal job" since I have social anxiety and that sort of environment would still be too much to handle. I'm depressed as fuck on top of it now, since I can't have that normal life. Since I have no one and nothing, I wished so many times I'd be dead that it's not even funny. Yet, I'm not quite there yet, too scared of all that could go wrong more than anything...and actually, I said it wrong. It's not even that I want to die, I just want my pain and suffering to end. I want to be more "normal", I want to have someone in my life, someone special and I want to be useful. But it's just not happening...I don' know. Again. I live with my mom and she thinks I should kill myself, my social worker pointed out it's pointless working with me..what now? It's not only me who sees it, but others as well. And they want to release themselves of the burden, which is me...how selfish is me, continuing to live like this? As mom said, I'm not even living, I'm just surviving, what's the point? There is no point mom...I didn't say that, but there is none...I'm just waiting for nothing, hoping things will change, hoping I'LL change, yet nothing...I feel like a total piece of shit who shouldn't have been born in the first place, and all the cards were stacked against me from the start. I feel so lost right now, and hopeless, and stupid, and don't know what to do. I want to go , ideally, far away from this place, and start a new life..but that's not possible...so, what now?
For a side note, I'm starting to see that everything I even thought I was good at is not true, and it was some sort of a delusion, a dunner-Kruger effect, and it kills me to know just how pointless is not only my life but me as well. I'm not really sure, if it's the depression talking when it said I'm not creative, I'm stupid, "borderline retarded", can't write, can't draw, can't do anything, am not even funny anymore, though I maybe "sort of" was once...maybe.
And no, I don't actually want you to lie and say I'm good at something if you know I'm not. But it would help out to point out something, anything positive that would actually mean something to me, since it was tied to my identity ^. IF IT'S TRUE, and you can prove it. Which reminds me, I don't even know who I am anymore. Holly shit. XD
Well, this turned out into a total ramble, went further than expected. Sorry for being heavy, I won't be upset if I don't get responses, I'm sort of a little...lighter just by typing this down just...I know it won't last long. XD ; - see how much I suck?!

hugs x

