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Bumblebee
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- Apr 10, 2010
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Not sure if I'm posting in the right place yet as I don't have a current diagnosis but this is a "depressive" type rant so... Just wanting to get these thoughts out somewhere, you don't have to read.
What if I'm not fixable? What if I'm destined to be this way for good? What if there's no point in making some people better? What if some people just made bad choices and it's their fault they are messed up and the world would be better off without them?
What if sometimes it's just too late and the damage is done? What if some people where just born with bad genes and bad situations and should just be left to remove themselves from life because the world would be better without them dragging it down?
Why did I have kids? Why am I having another? What if I pass my genetics on to them and I've set them up for a life of suffering? Why was I born? What hope is there?
Why should anyone care how I feel? Why should anyone help me? The world is perfectly ok without me. People live their lives and are happy. Why does it matter if I stick around? Why am I worth getting help? I'm a nothing. I don't even know who I am. I can't do anything. I'm no good at my job. I can't keep my house clean. I just want to sleep. What's the point. What if there is no point? What if I'm deluding myself and there's really nothing to look forward to anyway. What if this is all there is?
What if I'm not fixable? What if I'm destined to be this way for good? What if there's no point in making some people better? What if some people just made bad choices and it's their fault they are messed up and the world would be better off without them?
What if sometimes it's just too late and the damage is done? What if some people where just born with bad genes and bad situations and should just be left to remove themselves from life because the world would be better without them dragging it down?
Why did I have kids? Why am I having another? What if I pass my genetics on to them and I've set them up for a life of suffering? Why was I born? What hope is there?
Why should anyone care how I feel? Why should anyone help me? The world is perfectly ok without me. People live their lives and are happy. Why does it matter if I stick around? Why am I worth getting help? I'm a nothing. I don't even know who I am. I can't do anything. I'm no good at my job. I can't keep my house clean. I just want to sleep. What's the point. What if there is no point? What if I'm deluding myself and there's really nothing to look forward to anyway. What if this is all there is?