
RaincloudSayori
Stormgirl
- Apr 30, 2023
- 12
Hello everyone, I hope that I'm doing this post correctly, but I just figured that I would try and share my story best I can.
I'm an 18 year old in the U.S. who was hit heavy by the online isolation during the period of time that all learning and interaction with peers was online through services like Discord or other messaging apps. I was not always the best at face-to-face communication, but the year before everything happened was the best year for me in that regard (9th grade). I had made steady friends and was enjoying seeing them at school (they also helped me learn a lot about my true identity).
But once everything went online I forgot all of my communication skills and once everything returned in person during my 11th grade year, I didn't return to making friends and meeting up face-to-face. I had developed fear and anxiety about if I would ever be able to communicate normally again in person. As a result, I began to build a metaphorical wall between me and the outside world, choosing to spend all my waking hours talking to people on the internet. Slowly and slowly, my real friends moved on and found other things to do, and it was too late before I realized how lonely it was.
I began to lose all interest in my future in terms of college, job ideas, hobbies, and self love activities like playing my favorite game to relax. I lost myself in the online world, and even after I put my foot down and closed my Discord account and other online accounts, I still feel like I'm floating in a void all by myself. My lack for motivation a future has made me feel as though I have no hope left. I'm stuck behind this wall I made around myself and I can't break free.
I'm beginning to feel that CTB is the only way for me to end this painful cycle of waking up to overwhelming thoughts of self hatred and a lack of desire for anything at all. Yet I hold myself here because my parents would be heartbroken if I left prematurely. I don't have anyone else that would care, but I can't get them to stop caring about me or to hate me no matter what.
And so I'm stuck here behind the Wall, slowly rotting away and letting the worms dig into my brain (inspired by Pink Floyd). I appreciate everyone for reading this, and I hope that I am able to either overcome the thought I'd breaking my parents hearts here or otherwise find a way outside of this wall.
I'm an 18 year old in the U.S. who was hit heavy by the online isolation during the period of time that all learning and interaction with peers was online through services like Discord or other messaging apps. I was not always the best at face-to-face communication, but the year before everything happened was the best year for me in that regard (9th grade). I had made steady friends and was enjoying seeing them at school (they also helped me learn a lot about my true identity).
But once everything went online I forgot all of my communication skills and once everything returned in person during my 11th grade year, I didn't return to making friends and meeting up face-to-face. I had developed fear and anxiety about if I would ever be able to communicate normally again in person. As a result, I began to build a metaphorical wall between me and the outside world, choosing to spend all my waking hours talking to people on the internet. Slowly and slowly, my real friends moved on and found other things to do, and it was too late before I realized how lonely it was.
I began to lose all interest in my future in terms of college, job ideas, hobbies, and self love activities like playing my favorite game to relax. I lost myself in the online world, and even after I put my foot down and closed my Discord account and other online accounts, I still feel like I'm floating in a void all by myself. My lack for motivation a future has made me feel as though I have no hope left. I'm stuck behind this wall I made around myself and I can't break free.
I'm beginning to feel that CTB is the only way for me to end this painful cycle of waking up to overwhelming thoughts of self hatred and a lack of desire for anything at all. Yet I hold myself here because my parents would be heartbroken if I left prematurely. I don't have anyone else that would care, but I can't get them to stop caring about me or to hate me no matter what.
And so I'm stuck here behind the Wall, slowly rotting away and letting the worms dig into my brain (inspired by Pink Floyd). I appreciate everyone for reading this, and I hope that I am able to either overcome the thought I'd breaking my parents hearts here or otherwise find a way outside of this wall.