- Jul 22, 2020
- Albuquerque, New Mexico
I will cut to the chase. I wish I had someone else to talk to besides the thoughts in my own head. It gets stale pretty quick and suffocating after a while and the 2 years that prolonged my aggravation hasnt provided much. I dont mean to come on to anybody with vengeful anger about it or to complain or bitch but, as many of us here undoubtedly Express, I dont have much options when it comes to maintaining my own personal insanity or expressing my distress. I'm sick of feeling alone. Beyond fucking sick of it in a way I cant express here. I'm sick of myself, my feelings, my own head. I'm sure some of you can relate. Not that I shouldn't take responsibility for whatever flaws I may have but, essentially, it wasn't like others were jumping to help. Cant expect them but still. It still would be nice to have someone on my side for a damn second. I apologize for the anger expressed here. I dont get along with people real well or just real shy and awkward in others. The fact that my anxiety and depression comes out so much brings out rage in me and frustration. To the point where I cant stand myself anymore nor the empty life I live. I'm not here to give everyone a suicidal diatribe or anything. I guess I'm just fed up with being ok with four walls to talk to. It was like this before quarantine and now it's the rule which, of course, DOESNT help. Yet again why would there be help in the first goddamn place? But I'll concede that's just an immature part of me talking. Anyway, thanks for reading my spiel if you did. As long as I don't take up any unnecessary time or anything from any if you.