TechuniqueSenior Contributor
I just don't know.
People often tell me to hang in, it will get better someday. For the last ten years they have been wrong every consecutive day. I still don't know how to make friends or keep myself hygenic, or whether or not I'm being a jerk in the moment I'm being a jerk. I still spend a majority of my time in despair, or anger or guilt. I never know when I am applying Illogical reasons to a problem until it has gone past the point where I can change anything by correcting my logic.
some days it is very hard to hold my focus on the chance that there will be a day in the future that I am glad to be here. Some days, holding my focus on that chance seems really dumb. I play by the odds which are currently 0 out of over 3650 consecutive days. When is my number going to come up?
I'm tired of hurting and being so very alone in every category that one can be alone in. I'm tired of the hurt in me causing me to lash out and hurt others that I love.
I resent that I love others. I resent that others love me. If it weren't for these two factors I could have left this stupid planet years ago.