PandaBear
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Yea, so here I go. Complaining about my life.
I have one friend and he lives in another state. Where have all my other friends gone to? I pushed them all away. Years ago. For about 4 years, through high school, I've lived a really lonely life and I feel like I've become this person who doesn't even know how to make friends or meet new people. I feel undesirable. I feel like I can't connect to anyone. I always manage to screw things up. Always.
I can't even form comprehensible sentences right now.
My life is pathetic. It is the definition of pathetic. I feel like I'm not worth anything. If it weren't for my mom I'd have killed myself by now.
Time to get metaphorical because it seems to be the only way I know to express myself. I have all this weight bearing down on my shoulders and I don't know which way to turn.
I'm awful about asking for help. I can't ask my mom because she's already doing everything she possibly can. Both my parents are dealing with my brother. My brother is even worse off than me, if you can imagine that. He's violent. Can't hold a job. I feel like I'm going to end up like him and I don't want to do that to my parents.
On top of everything, I shake. I shake when I'm excited, sad, nervous, angry. I'm shaking right now and it makes me feel even more pathetic.
And on top of that, I have no idea what the hell I want. I don't know what I want to come from me writing this. I don't know what I want in life. I don't know anything.
I have one friend and he lives in another state. Where have all my other friends gone to? I pushed them all away. Years ago. For about 4 years, through high school, I've lived a really lonely life and I feel like I've become this person who doesn't even know how to make friends or meet new people. I feel undesirable. I feel like I can't connect to anyone. I always manage to screw things up. Always.
I can't even form comprehensible sentences right now.
My life is pathetic. It is the definition of pathetic. I feel like I'm not worth anything. If it weren't for my mom I'd have killed myself by now.
Time to get metaphorical because it seems to be the only way I know to express myself. I have all this weight bearing down on my shoulders and I don't know which way to turn.
I'm awful about asking for help. I can't ask my mom because she's already doing everything she possibly can. Both my parents are dealing with my brother. My brother is even worse off than me, if you can imagine that. He's violent. Can't hold a job. I feel like I'm going to end up like him and I don't want to do that to my parents.
On top of everything, I shake. I shake when I'm excited, sad, nervous, angry. I'm shaking right now and it makes me feel even more pathetic.
And on top of that, I have no idea what the hell I want. I don't know what I want to come from me writing this. I don't know what I want in life. I don't know anything.
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