I don’t say this for attention. But for the release itself.
I give up, I cannot fight any longer. Just let life roll on top of me, and I look forward to my inevitable death.
I choose to sleep throughout the day and rot in my bed at night. I cannot fight my depression and loneliness any longer.
Not to spite anyone, but as a genuine form of protection not only for myself but for other people too.
I am a cactus, get to close and I will hurt you. Even though I won’t mean to.
I am a failure, I am nothing but a net negative to society who contributes nothing but my own depression and yet still manages to hurt people.
More of a personal thing here.
I’ve always struggled to maintain personal relationships with people, I think due to my autism and my childhood. I’ve the last ten years of my adult life leaving a path of destruction behind me.
Every single time I get close to a friend. I end up hurting them and loosing them because I fuck up.
I’ve wanted to give up so many times but I kept pushing myself, because I want to be a good person.
But, I just give up now. From now on, I isolate myself.
Today I picked up some DVD-RAM discs from the charity shop, brand new and sealed. I’ve always wanted to try them. So I think today is the day. :-)
It’s so tough getting out the house but at least I managed it today 💖