washingtonbound
Bluelighter
I’m realizing as each day passes that I have no reason to be here and haven’t wanted to be here for at least fifteen years now. There were some good memories in childhood, but from adolescence on it’s been one hellscape after another. First high school and then spending ten years failing to move forward in any kind of meaningful job and career.. I just don’t get the point.
I’ve mentioned how I’ve had episodes of drug induced psychosis before, but now I think that even if that didn’t occur, I’d be in the same place more or less. I think the bullshit concept of working to maintain a life you didn’t ask for to begin with is just pathetic. I recently moved back in with my mom and I notice how everyone who works for her tries to rip her off all the time for the bullshit jobs they do and it makes me feel almost violent. I also hate listening to people’s gossip, it really makes me want to shut everyone out entirely. Point is, I’m having a hard time adjusting to the fact that I have no life and had to move back to the small town I’m from that I can’t stand.
I am still unemployed, losing tolerance for society more and more as time goes on, going to bed earlier and earlier cause there is no point to me in being awake. I recently came back from traveling and saw some of the worst slums I’ve ever seen in Brazil, it makes me not really want to go to lat am anymore. A couple pieces of shit also robbed me in Buenos Aires. I am just sick of everything. Don’t enjoy going out, have no friends whatsoever. I have trust issues with women and don’t want to date anyone either.
I am a pretty sorry excuse for a person, dependent on family at 29 and have no goddamn life at all. Getting sick of having to feed myself each day and everything feels like a chore. Anhedonia seems more pronounced as the days go on. I have also been sober for two weeks, cutting out my last vice (nicotine). It hardly seems worth it. Just needed to rant I guess.
I’ve mentioned how I’ve had episodes of drug induced psychosis before, but now I think that even if that didn’t occur, I’d be in the same place more or less. I think the bullshit concept of working to maintain a life you didn’t ask for to begin with is just pathetic. I recently moved back in with my mom and I notice how everyone who works for her tries to rip her off all the time for the bullshit jobs they do and it makes me feel almost violent. I also hate listening to people’s gossip, it really makes me want to shut everyone out entirely. Point is, I’m having a hard time adjusting to the fact that I have no life and had to move back to the small town I’m from that I can’t stand.
I am still unemployed, losing tolerance for society more and more as time goes on, going to bed earlier and earlier cause there is no point to me in being awake. I recently came back from traveling and saw some of the worst slums I’ve ever seen in Brazil, it makes me not really want to go to lat am anymore. A couple pieces of shit also robbed me in Buenos Aires. I am just sick of everything. Don’t enjoy going out, have no friends whatsoever. I have trust issues with women and don’t want to date anyone either.
I am a pretty sorry excuse for a person, dependent on family at 29 and have no goddamn life at all. Getting sick of having to feed myself each day and everything feels like a chore. Anhedonia seems more pronounced as the days go on. I have also been sober for two weeks, cutting out my last vice (nicotine). It hardly seems worth it. Just needed to rant I guess.