Hi.. my day just so-so. if i tell u my story, will u at least read it? my story is very long. i’m trying to move on. it just that it’s hard. i’ve lost all my friend and now i’m lonely.
months ago i was completely messed up. I given up or didn’t care anymore. I was acting like wounded animals, and really just wanted to hole up somewhere and lick my wounds. I became a hater, I hated these people, and I hated this place. I sounded like such a pathetic person like I was just whining. I pushed people away. I became unreachable. I fought with my parents a lot. We’ve fought a lot in the past but not this bad. I didn’t talk to them for months. I locked myself in my bedroom. I just watched movies all day. I didn’t know what time it was. I often had headaches. I didn’t do drugs, but I took aspirin daily because I suffered headaches. My sleep cycle was completely messed up. I refused to eat. But when I did, I overate. I got drunk a lot. It wasn’t like drunk at some place. I only bought some beers to home. I drank a can or two and slept it off. I got to a point I want to die. Nothing about my life was worth any value to keep living. I just wanted to escape from my life.
I always feel like I’m being judged (mostly because I am). And, when depressed, this feels horrible, because I end up thinking things like, “They think I’m whining too much” and “They must think I’m a slacker for not doing anything the whole day”, and it only gets worse if it’s someone I care about, because then I start thinking I’m not worthy of them. Even if someone says they don’t really think these things, or compliment me, I end up thinking they’re either wrong or lying. Also, Sometimes I realize it hurts others, but sometimes I don’t realize the hurt because I’m so focused on my own hurt. And that’s another cause for anxiety. It’s pretty much a downward spiral. When you’re depressed, you see everything in a bad light.
but As time goes by, I try to move on. I know shouldn’t live that way.
I met a friend, an elderly man who I worked with. This friend left me with the piece of advice to ‘go find some friends!’ Well I tried. I tried to find people on Saturday night to go out with, but no one answered my texts. The other day I tried to ask an old friend out, but failed too. So I made my mind up, walked out of the house and settled down at the cinema by myself. I guess he had a point to pity me. I am a loner and it is all of my own making. And I’ve been enjoying the joys of solo cinema for many times since. To be honest, you’re never really alone with a movie. But still, I’m not watching movies all the time.
I work, actually it’s not helping, it’s stressing. I don’t like this way. It gives me headache. I’m so sick of the routine of going to work, day in, day out. But I love money. So I work hard.
I try to move on. It is really hard to do. There are things that I need to still trying to. Trying to gain what I’ve lost. Trying to fix what I broke. Trying to reconnect with who I’m outside a relationship. I’m still trying and it’s hard.
today i opened google and typed somewhere to write about my feeling, and this was it. i’m sorry it’s too long, and i’m not a native english speaker so maybe my grammar is bad. and thank you.
how did you feel after you wrote part of your feeling? because I know that is not all. But let me give you a piece of my mind. Life sucks not only for you, for many people more. although for some people having a horrible life is having cancer or no having a job, where to live or something to support their family with. Think about what you are and what you have now, and move forward because when finally comes the day that you will get out of it, it might be to late. I’m sure you are young, and hard worker; use that to help you excel in life. Don’t give up. you have what hundredth of kids doesn’t and is HEALTH!. hope it help. Hope you feel better soon! =)
months ago i was completely messed up. I given up or didn’t care anymore. I was acting like wounded animals, and really just wanted to hole up somewhere and lick my wounds. I became a hater, I hated these people, and I hated this place. I sounded like such a pathetic person like I was just whining. I pushed people away. I became unreachable. I fought with my parents a lot. We’ve fought a lot in the past but not this bad. I didn’t talk to them for months. I locked myself in my bedroom. I just watched movies all day. I didn’t know what time it was. I often had headaches. I didn’t do drugs, but I took aspirin daily because I suffered headaches. My sleep cycle was completely messed up. I refused to eat. But when I did, I overate. I got drunk a lot. It wasn’t like drunk at some place. I only bought some beers to home. I drank a can or two and slept it off. I got to a point I want to die. Nothing about my life was worth any value to keep living. I just wanted to escape from my life.
I always feel like I’m being judged (mostly because I am). And, when depressed, this feels horrible, because I end up thinking things like, “They think I’m whining too much” and “They must think I’m a slacker for not doing anything the whole day”, and it only gets worse if it’s someone I care about, because then I start thinking I’m not worthy of them. Even if someone says they don’t really think these things, or compliment me, I end up thinking they’re either wrong or lying. Also, Sometimes I realize it hurts others, but sometimes I don’t realize the hurt because I’m so focused on my own hurt. And that’s another cause for anxiety. It’s pretty much a downward spiral. When you’re depressed, you see everything in a bad light.
but As time goes by, I try to move on. I know shouldn’t live that way.
I met a friend, an elderly man who I worked with. This friend left me with the piece of advice to ‘go find some friends!’ Well I tried. I tried to find people on Saturday night to go out with, but no one answered my texts. The other day I tried to ask an old friend out, but failed too. So I made my mind up, walked out of the house and settled down at the cinema by myself. I guess he had a point to pity me. I am a loner and it is all of my own making. And I’ve been enjoying the joys of solo cinema for many times since. To be honest, you’re never really alone with a movie. But still, I’m not watching movies all the time.
I work, actually it’s not helping, it’s stressing. I don’t like this way. It gives me headache. I’m so sick of the routine of going to work, day in, day out. But I love money. So I work hard.
I try to move on. It is really hard to do. There are things that I need to still trying to. Trying to gain what I’ve lost. Trying to fix what I broke. Trying to reconnect with who I’m outside a relationship. I’m still trying and it’s hard.
today i opened google and typed somewhere to write about my feeling, and this was it. i’m sorry it’s too long, and i’m not a native english speaker so maybe my grammar is bad. and thank you.
I may not be your friend but I can talk. How was your day?
Hi.. my day just so-so. if i tell u my story, will u at least read it? my story is very long. i’m trying to move on. it just that it’s hard. i’ve lost all my friend and now i’m lonely.
i will read it. maybe that will help you feel better if you just take it out of your chest. no you are not lonely.
months ago i was completely messed up. I given up or didn’t care anymore. I was acting like wounded animals, and really just wanted to hole up somewhere and lick my wounds. I became a hater, I hated these people, and I hated this place. I sounded like such a pathetic person like I was just whining. I pushed people away. I became unreachable. I fought with my parents a lot. We’ve fought a lot in the past but not this bad. I didn’t talk to them for months. I locked myself in my bedroom. I just watched movies all day. I didn’t know what time it was. I often had headaches. I didn’t do drugs, but I took aspirin daily because I suffered headaches. My sleep cycle was completely messed up. I refused to eat. But when I did, I overate. I got drunk a lot. It wasn’t like drunk at some place. I only bought some beers to home. I drank a can or two and slept it off. I got to a point I want to die. Nothing about my life was worth any value to keep living. I just wanted to escape from my life.
I always feel like I’m being judged (mostly because I am). And, when depressed, this feels horrible, because I end up thinking things like, “They think I’m whining too much” and “They must think I’m a slacker for not doing anything the whole day”, and it only gets worse if it’s someone I care about, because then I start thinking I’m not worthy of them. Even if someone says they don’t really think these things, or compliment me, I end up thinking they’re either wrong or lying. Also, Sometimes I realize it hurts others, but sometimes I don’t realize the hurt because I’m so focused on my own hurt. And that’s another cause for anxiety. It’s pretty much a downward spiral. When you’re depressed, you see everything in a bad light.
but As time goes by, I try to move on. I know shouldn’t live that way.
I met a friend, an elderly man who I worked with. This friend left me with the piece of advice to ‘go find some friends!’ Well I tried. I tried to find people on Saturday night to go out with, but no one answered my texts. The other day I tried to ask an old friend out, but failed too. So I made my mind up, walked out of the house and settled down at the cinema by myself. I guess he had a point to pity me. I am a loner and it is all of my own making. And I’ve been enjoying the joys of solo cinema for many times since. To be honest, you’re never really alone with a movie. But still, I’m not watching movies all the time.
I work, actually it’s not helping, it’s stressing. I don’t like this way. It gives me headache. I’m so sick of the routine of going to work, day in, day out. But I love money. So I work hard.
I try to move on. It is really hard to do. There are things that I need to still trying to. Trying to gain what I’ve lost. Trying to fix what I broke. Trying to reconnect with who I’m outside a relationship. I’m still trying and it’s hard.
today i opened google and typed somewhere to write about my feeling, and this was it. i’m sorry it’s too long, and i’m not a native english speaker so maybe my grammar is bad. and thank you.
how did you feel after you wrote part of your feeling? because I know that is not all. But let me give you a piece of my mind. Life sucks not only for you, for many people more. although for some people having a horrible life is having cancer or no having a job, where to live or something to support their family with. Think about what you are and what you have now, and move forward because when finally comes the day that you will get out of it, it might be to late. I’m sure you are young, and hard worker; use that to help you excel in life. Don’t give up. you have what hundredth of kids doesn’t and is HEALTH!. hope it help. Hope you feel better soon! =)
months ago i was completely messed up. I given up or didn’t care anymore. I was acting like wounded animals, and really just wanted to hole up somewhere and lick my wounds. I became a hater, I hated these people, and I hated this place. I sounded like such a pathetic person like I was just whining. I pushed people away. I became unreachable. I fought with my parents a lot. We’ve fought a lot in the past but not this bad. I didn’t talk to them for months. I locked myself in my bedroom. I just watched movies all day. I didn’t know what time it was. I often had headaches. I didn’t do drugs, but I took aspirin daily because I suffered headaches. My sleep cycle was completely messed up. I refused to eat. But when I did, I overate. I got drunk a lot. It wasn’t like drunk at some place. I only bought some beers to home. I drank a can or two and slept it off. I got to a point I want to die. Nothing about my life was worth any value to keep living. I just wanted to escape from my life.
I always feel like I’m being judged (mostly because I am). And, when depressed, this feels horrible, because I end up thinking things like, “They think I’m whining too much” and “They must think I’m a slacker for not doing anything the whole day”, and it only gets worse if it’s someone I care about, because then I start thinking I’m not worthy of them. Even if someone says they don’t really think these things, or compliment me, I end up thinking they’re either wrong or lying. Also, Sometimes I realize it hurts others, but sometimes I don’t realize the hurt because I’m so focused on my own hurt. And that’s another cause for anxiety. It’s pretty much a downward spiral. When you’re depressed, you see everything in a bad light.
but As time goes by, I try to move on. I know shouldn’t live that way.
I met a friend, an elderly man who I worked with. This friend left me with the piece of advice to ‘go find some friends!’ Well I tried. I tried to find people on Saturday night to go out with, but no one answered my texts. The other day I tried to ask an old friend out, but failed too. So I made my mind up, walked out of the house and settled down at the cinema by myself. I guess he had a point to pity me. I am a loner and it is all of my own making. And I’ve been enjoying the joys of solo cinema for many times since. To be honest, you’re never really alone with a movie. But still, I’m not watching movies all the time.
I work, actually it’s not helping, it’s stressing. I don’t like this way. It gives me headache. I’m so sick of the routine of going to work, day in, day out. But I love money. So I work hard.
I try to move on. It is really hard to do. There are things that I need to still trying to. Trying to gain what I’ve lost. Trying to fix what I broke. Trying to reconnect with who I’m outside a relationship. I’m still trying and it’s hard.
today i opened google and typed somewhere to write about my feeling, and this was it. i’m sorry it’s too long, and i’m not a native english speaker so maybe my grammar is bad. and thank you.