Sometimes I dont see the point in doing anything . No body gives a **** about me except maybe my mom.
I cant find the motivation to really excel at anything when I have no one in my life...its like theres no reward because even if I do succeed who would care anyway? I'll STILL be alone.
my family doesnt even love me , my older two siblings have done their best to ignore me my whole life and my dad pretty much ignores me 24/7. other than my mom, I cant remember the last time anyone in my family said they love me or even acted like it.
I feel like I have pretty much no one ...iv felt like that for so long.....if it werent for THAT I would be normal/just one of that guys..but instead its like I have this dark cloud always looming over me because of the lack of close freinds and family.
I see people all the time with close freinds and families that love them spending time together and it just makes me so depressed because I feel like I know i'll never have that....no one in my family even hugs me except my mom every once in a while but thats a bit rare.
...im just going to be alone...I feel like thats just how things are going to be and I dont think there's anything I can do about it.
True.
That reminds me of when I was driving past a cemetery a few months ago and had these thoughts...
Nobody remembers the hundreds of people buried in the ground there. (Apart from the immediate relatives, if they are still alive).
All that remains of those hundreds of people lives, is a skeleton buried in the ground.
Their whole lives have vanished from existence and memory.
Our lives will simply vanish from the history of the human race after we are dead and buried, and only our immediate relatives may sometimes remember us. But when even they have aged and died, then even the memory of us will no longer exist.
We all vanish into nothing.
After we have been buried for 40 - 60 years, we will have disappeared from history as if we never lived our lives at all!
We worry and panic about so many THINGS and SITUATIONS in our lives, EVERY DAY.
Why? When one day our existence - and how we lived our lives - will just vanish from history, forever.
Maybe in the future, long after I am dead and buried, someone might drive past that same cemetery, like I did a few months ago. They might see MY headstone - among the thousands of others - and they then might wonder about OUR vanished lives.
I wonder how it would go if I just had t-shirts printed-up that read "I Have Social Phobia" on them, and wore them when I went out?
Would my weirdness be better understood?
Would it be seen as an attention-seeking stunt?
Would Thora Birch see me, say we're soulmates and take me away from all of this?
It may be a worthwhile social experiment.
Today was one of the worst days of my life - I just want to cry.
What happened?
I was getting a patient up yesterday to go to an appointment and he fell. He was elderly, so now he's in worse shape than before - I feel like shit because of it. Yesterday, as a whole, was super chaotic at work and just over all shitty.
To make matters worse, the guy I was seeing a few months ago (he worked in my department, but moved away for school), is now coming back to work full time in my department. There's a woman who he goes to school with who also works in my department sometimes - I had to sit and watch them flirt the entire 2 days I have had to work with both of them. I know he has a crush on her and it just really sucks for me. He still talks to me as if nothing ever happened between us... I made the mistake of sleeping with him, so I feel like that ****ed me up/made me get attached. I still am attracted to him, too - I hate it. Just another knife in the heart, I guess.
I had a therapist once who told me, as humans, we don't do things that we don't have some reason or another for doing. A thing that is completely bad in every way, basically, we just wouldn't do. Somewhere in our brains, we have some reason for all the things we do.
This makes me wonder about certain things I do, like repeatedly listen to the same album over and over when I know it will make me feel depressed. Do I want to feel depressed? That doesn't sound right, but then I'm left without an answer. I could say it's because I like the music, but then the question as to why I like something that depresses me comes up.
It feels like this is the beginning of an answer to something, like some sort of insight into my psychology, but I can't quite put my finger on it. I often feel like I'm my own worst enemy and hold myself back. I know how I feel, but I don't know why.
I've once done some "research" on that matter a while ago and it would appear that the answer simply lies in the fact that it makes your brain produce one of the chemicals responsible for pleasure and, indirectly (?), addiction, same chemicals that some studies have shown to be responsable for "therapy addiction" (the brief feeling of pleasure that whining and complaining induces). I don't remember all the science behind it because I have no memory and I'm not that smart but with some perseverance (the studies on brain chemicals and stuff are surprisingly scattered) you can find some very interesting theories.
I wonder how many people abandoned the forum because of the recent security breach.