-nobodyknows-
Mage
- Jun 16, 2024
- 503
I thought a lot about the future today. Wondering what will happen to me, and how long I have. I've been trying to work towards my future with things like school, but I have found it difficult to keep moving forward. I cannot help but wonder if there's any point to it.
From a statistical standpoint, my odds of not dying by suicide are apparently not very good. I'm also generally not great with other people, as I don't really stand out too much and tend to fade into the background rather easily. And, as I am a very lonely person, this is not great.
I desperately want to connect. I really want to have friends, and relationships, but I think I've come to realize that such things will never be. I simply do not shine bright enough to attract anyone. And I feel so guilty about approaching people myself because of how sad I have become.
There have been a few times in my life where someone told me that they had never heard someone speak about themselves in the way that I do. It would be one thing if it was someone who maybe was not very exposed to people with issues like myself, but they were people who had. They found it kind of disturbing.
I think I kind of get it. According to a lot of people I've known, people like me should hold some sort of hatred towards other people or society or the world itself. But I just don't have that. As distraught as I am, I genuinely believe that the world is a good place. I think there are some really evil and twisted people, but I don't think people as a whole are bad.
This has led me to realize that the darkness that I find myself surrounded by lies within me. Nothing in my life is the problem. There is no great cloud that is casting my life in shadow. I myself am the thing that brings sadness to others. Anyone I open up to, anyone I try to connect with, I bring misery to. When I talk about my feelings, people are shocked. Some of them have even cried. And the more they talk to me, the worse they feel. I myself am the cloud. And I hate that I cast shadows on everyone I try to get close to.
When did this happen? How did this happen? I wasn't always like this. Is there any way for me to cut out this part of myself, and make people smile again? Will anyone ever tell me that "being around you makes me happy"?
I want to hear that so much. But I think that's pretty much impossible now. I've been like this for too long. And why would anyone take such a chance with someone like me? Why would anyone stand by someone so twisted when they could be around someone who did not make them feel horrible?
Is it even okay for me to hope for that? I feel like I would be such a burden and just make them miserable. Surely they'd be better off spending their time around other people. And what happens if I do kill myself? I'm already so close to the edge, and if that happened it would only make things worse for them. How can it be okay for me to be around others when that is such a prominent possibility?
I kind of wish that someone could validate this. That someone would tell me "the world will be better off without you, so don't be too concerned about the fallout from killing yourself". I think it would give me some sense of acceptance. At this time I still find it difficult to cut people out of my life entirely. I just like them too much I guess, and get too lonely when I'm on my own for extended periods.
I don't know what I'm doing anymore. Why do I keep trying to move forward? Isn't it pointless? Isn't it wrong for me to do so? Won't I just hurt more people, the longer I wait to die? Will people be able to realize that this was the best thing for them? Will they be able to say "good riddance"? Isn't dying the right thing to do?
I wish I could ask the people in my life these sorts of questions, but I know it would just make them sad.
From a statistical standpoint, my odds of not dying by suicide are apparently not very good. I'm also generally not great with other people, as I don't really stand out too much and tend to fade into the background rather easily. And, as I am a very lonely person, this is not great.
I desperately want to connect. I really want to have friends, and relationships, but I think I've come to realize that such things will never be. I simply do not shine bright enough to attract anyone. And I feel so guilty about approaching people myself because of how sad I have become.
There have been a few times in my life where someone told me that they had never heard someone speak about themselves in the way that I do. It would be one thing if it was someone who maybe was not very exposed to people with issues like myself, but they were people who had. They found it kind of disturbing.
I think I kind of get it. According to a lot of people I've known, people like me should hold some sort of hatred towards other people or society or the world itself. But I just don't have that. As distraught as I am, I genuinely believe that the world is a good place. I think there are some really evil and twisted people, but I don't think people as a whole are bad.
This has led me to realize that the darkness that I find myself surrounded by lies within me. Nothing in my life is the problem. There is no great cloud that is casting my life in shadow. I myself am the thing that brings sadness to others. Anyone I open up to, anyone I try to connect with, I bring misery to. When I talk about my feelings, people are shocked. Some of them have even cried. And the more they talk to me, the worse they feel. I myself am the cloud. And I hate that I cast shadows on everyone I try to get close to.
When did this happen? How did this happen? I wasn't always like this. Is there any way for me to cut out this part of myself, and make people smile again? Will anyone ever tell me that "being around you makes me happy"?
I want to hear that so much. But I think that's pretty much impossible now. I've been like this for too long. And why would anyone take such a chance with someone like me? Why would anyone stand by someone so twisted when they could be around someone who did not make them feel horrible?
Is it even okay for me to hope for that? I feel like I would be such a burden and just make them miserable. Surely they'd be better off spending their time around other people. And what happens if I do kill myself? I'm already so close to the edge, and if that happened it would only make things worse for them. How can it be okay for me to be around others when that is such a prominent possibility?
I kind of wish that someone could validate this. That someone would tell me "the world will be better off without you, so don't be too concerned about the fallout from killing yourself". I think it would give me some sense of acceptance. At this time I still find it difficult to cut people out of my life entirely. I just like them too much I guess, and get too lonely when I'm on my own for extended periods.
I don't know what I'm doing anymore. Why do I keep trying to move forward? Isn't it pointless? Isn't it wrong for me to do so? Won't I just hurt more people, the longer I wait to die? Will people be able to realize that this was the best thing for them? Will they be able to say "good riddance"? Isn't dying the right thing to do?
I wish I could ask the people in my life these sorts of questions, but I know it would just make them sad.