Edaw'Naflagn
Bluelighter
Well, first my life has been hell...
First got raided for growing cannabis
Second got raided again
Third got raided again AFTER MY BDAY!
Fourth I my home was burned down but an arsonist and yes, I was growing cannabis again... Call me dumb but after all those raids we had 3-4 years of GREAT luck- I was finally happy, had no depression and felt happy like how I was when I was a kid. Now let me reiterate, I'm only 20- these raids happened 1-2 years one after the other. I was not selling or even told people other than so called friends who got me caught; yes it's my fault I know I'm an idiot I just wanted to have a fun hobbie that me and my family member connected with. Then my home burns down and my family member takes the blame like he did everytime... I feel so bad for him man... Since I was 10 I had to defend for myself due to my beer abusing mother... She would verbally abuse me and mentally abuse me making me super depressed and have extreme aniexty as well. As I still do to this day! Now I have PTSD, PTS, PPD, and sucidal thoughts and yes I've tried so many times I can't count... I can't love like this any longer I'm ready to meet god and hope he let's me in those gates. I have no friends at all, I'm a weird person to everyone I met, I was bullied and even laced by my friends like they would lace my weed and then laugh while I would be tripping balls and crying/freakinf out. I also have horrid pain issues from breaking my jaw, neck. And fucked up some disc in my back yet no doctor will give me pain meds. Some days I can't even get outta bed due to the pain... So I have to buy pills off friends and what not. I have my 9mm in my hand with hydra-shocks ready to stick it in my mouth and blow my brains out. I'm only alive for my dad and mother and yes I live with my father since I have no home now. Also to add more fucked up shit to this horrid mix- the same ass hole who set my home on fire did it again about 4 days later and now my house is nothing but rubble... Lost everything.... I'm so depressed I tried to kill myself yesterday by jumping off a 18ft deck and fucked up and just fuxking hurt myself. I wish I had friends, I wish I had meds for this horrid pain, and wish my life wasn't like this. So I'm ready to go unless someone, anyone! Could give me a reason to live... Also I've only had one gf and I'm wanting to leave her but know I'll be alone for the rest of my life if I do so... So what reason should I live this horrid life?
First got raided for growing cannabis
Second got raided again
Third got raided again AFTER MY BDAY!
Fourth I my home was burned down but an arsonist and yes, I was growing cannabis again... Call me dumb but after all those raids we had 3-4 years of GREAT luck- I was finally happy, had no depression and felt happy like how I was when I was a kid. Now let me reiterate, I'm only 20- these raids happened 1-2 years one after the other. I was not selling or even told people other than so called friends who got me caught; yes it's my fault I know I'm an idiot I just wanted to have a fun hobbie that me and my family member connected with. Then my home burns down and my family member takes the blame like he did everytime... I feel so bad for him man... Since I was 10 I had to defend for myself due to my beer abusing mother... She would verbally abuse me and mentally abuse me making me super depressed and have extreme aniexty as well. As I still do to this day! Now I have PTSD, PTS, PPD, and sucidal thoughts and yes I've tried so many times I can't count... I can't love like this any longer I'm ready to meet god and hope he let's me in those gates. I have no friends at all, I'm a weird person to everyone I met, I was bullied and even laced by my friends like they would lace my weed and then laugh while I would be tripping balls and crying/freakinf out. I also have horrid pain issues from breaking my jaw, neck. And fucked up some disc in my back yet no doctor will give me pain meds. Some days I can't even get outta bed due to the pain... So I have to buy pills off friends and what not. I have my 9mm in my hand with hydra-shocks ready to stick it in my mouth and blow my brains out. I'm only alive for my dad and mother and yes I live with my father since I have no home now. Also to add more fucked up shit to this horrid mix- the same ass hole who set my home on fire did it again about 4 days later and now my house is nothing but rubble... Lost everything.... I'm so depressed I tried to kill myself yesterday by jumping off a 18ft deck and fucked up and just fuxking hurt myself. I wish I had friends, I wish I had meds for this horrid pain, and wish my life wasn't like this. So I'm ready to go unless someone, anyone! Could give me a reason to live... Also I've only had one gf and I'm wanting to leave her but know I'll be alone for the rest of my life if I do so... So what reason should I live this horrid life?