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I'm tired
- May 27, 2018
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I'm noticing that I don't like people as much as I used to. Everyone just irritates me and I'm losing more of my patience as the days go by. I'm not even sure I want to fix that, even though I probably should.
I can't do anything right. I think I give the right answers but nope, there's always something that I didn't consider and it makes me feel like shite. This happens online and IRL. I keep distancing myself from my online friends because I keep getting pissed off. I used to take a break maybe once every year for maybe a day. Now it's several times a year for weeks at a time.
I think about getting married and starting a family and how nice that would be, but something will remind me that I don't have the patience for a spouse or for children.
Being able to talk about why I feel this way scares me, because confrontation sucks ass and I don't want to hurt someone I care about's feelings, and I don't want them coming after me verbally.
Venting here is nice because I doubt anyone I know is here, and even if they did, they'd have to keep it a secret because outing me would out them as suicidal. There's nothing shameful about thinking of suicide, but generally people would rather not cop to that.
It's late in my part of the world but I can't sleep, so I decided to write this instead.
I can't do anything right. I think I give the right answers but nope, there's always something that I didn't consider and it makes me feel like shite. This happens online and IRL. I keep distancing myself from my online friends because I keep getting pissed off. I used to take a break maybe once every year for maybe a day. Now it's several times a year for weeks at a time.
I think about getting married and starting a family and how nice that would be, but something will remind me that I don't have the patience for a spouse or for children.
Being able to talk about why I feel this way scares me, because confrontation sucks ass and I don't want to hurt someone I care about's feelings, and I don't want them coming after me verbally.
Venting here is nice because I doubt anyone I know is here, and even if they did, they'd have to keep it a secret because outing me would out them as suicidal. There's nothing shameful about thinking of suicide, but generally people would rather not cop to that.
It's late in my part of the world but I can't sleep, so I decided to write this instead.