I am sorry. This should not come as a surprise to most of you who have read my previous posts. As you may already know, I tend to be a very self-destructive person full of hatred towards myself. This doesn't come as a surprise to me either.
I have possessed the feeling of self-hate since I remember and not a day has gone by in my life where I have been content with myself. Why? Well there are several different reasons for such negative emotions which have lingered there for a very long period of time since my very childhood.
I don't think it is a good idea to start getting more into details just because this is not a forum for such purposes. I don't wish to flood this forum with my personal issues which most likely wouldn't even make sense to the majority of people. I am aware of the fact that this is a psychological thing and perhaps I should have sought help long ago before all of this even happened. Maybe all of this hadn't been if it was for me acknowledging my true issues deep inside of me.
However, when I think about my life I realize that it is quite impossible to get over the deep issues I have been dealing with. Given everything I have experienced and what has happened to me I have come to a conclusion that I can never be free of these problems. The rubbish is in my DNA. Long story short, I hate my mom for having a child with the abnormal bastard my biological father is. The fact is that I should have never been born if the only way I could have come to this world was by that. No way. Sadly I cannot undo it now, nor can she. I curse the day I was born. It was wrong from the very start. I hate my roots and I can never not hate them. It disgusts me. To hell with that. To hell with me.
Regarding my ear problems, it hasn't gotten any better, rather worse. I haven't exposed myself to any further loud music or noisy environments. Not sure if that matters anyway. Two days in quiet and no changes. Still every last complaint remains. Because of the problems in my family and overall unexpected and bad circumstances I haven't been able to go to a doctor to evaluate me. I don't need to tell what has happened because things have been pretty ugly lately and both I and others are to blame. Every one of us has played our part too well. And in the end, what will the appointment do? I don't think there is much the doctors can do. No matter what kind of a hearing loss it might be or what the hell is going on, there is no magic pill or cure anyway. So what's the point? I might as well sit in my room and lay on my sofa like a complete wretch.
Everything has gone downhill. Not merely my hearing issues but relationships in my family. The amazing and very close relationship with my mom that I once had has been completely destroyed in the process. No kidding. There is nothing left from it. And it took only 2 months. Crazy how much things can change in that short amount of time. We haven't been able to communicate in a civilized manner anymore. I think it's best we stop it all together. Today was it. Got into a bad argument with her. I bombarded her with my accusations and she freaked out, as did I. I have actually understood that I blame others to try and ease the burden of being guilty myself. I am the one hugely responsible whether I wanna admit it or not. Reality hits, sooner or later. I have caused it with all the stupid shit I have done. I am an utter idiot. Cannot argue on that. No matter what someone else tells you to do, you have the final decision. It is up to you and you only. Nothing or no one can protect a person from their own stupidity and ignorance. It is deadly. What happened next after the initial argument is better left unknown. I can only say she doesn't want to talk to me anymore (she said I should move out now and never see her again). She said she is sick and tired of seeing my ugly depressed face and hearing my shit every single day. I have stopped staring at old family pictures with happy faces because it ain't real. It is not real. Who am I fooling? It doesn't exist anymore. Why create even more delusions? I understand that and it is better we end this misery. Right now. Why wait? Nothing is to improve no matter how hard I try. I have made my decision. I have made up my mind. I have nothing left. No health, no friends, no family as of now. I have almost dropped out of school because of this awful disability and no one even takes it seriously. No one even tries to understand. I don't even know if it possible to avoid the drop out. We'll see what life brings, what I bring to myself rather. You know the funny thing is that I have always considered myself wise. However, the recent events are a clear sign that I am everything but wise. I am literally the dumbest person. Blinded my delusions. How can a human being act so foolishly and irresponsibly? I cannot understand that. I wasn't like this before... or was I?
I am so sorry. I am sorry my dear body. Every last part of you. I cannot be forgiven for the pain and suffering I have made you endure. Just let me go. I cannot take this any longer. I am running out of strength. I can't find the missing lifeline. My endeavors have all failed. Let this imprisoned soul be released from this body. It begs for ease. Make this heavy heart light.
I have had countless attempts of trying to end my life. Yet each time, even the darkest times, I haven't been able to take the last step. Am I really so weak that I am not even capable of putting an end to all this suffering, this everlasting madness and sorrow? What is it that's holding me back? I feel I have nothing left in this life. Yet when I am about to take the final step I get all these mixed emotions. What if it gets better...what if. Then begins the onslaught of thoughts. What if I will so terribly miss the feeling of being able to squeeze my pillow tight and cry when I feel everyone has left me? Will I miss the feeling of fresh water touching my lips after a long sleep? Will I? Isn't it beautiful to touch green grass, look at gorgeous flowers and smell their fragrance, breathe in the abundant oxygen in the wild forest, look at the sky and feel the sun caressing my face as my eyes are closed, observe exquisite art, open my eyes in the morning, look around and realize I am still alive, do whatever I want because I still can? Because I am still alive.
I am having these mixed emotions but today I felt like I really wanted to die for a moment. I still feel like that. I want to end this damned life. I wanna live but not like this. This isn't the way to go. I have already died inside. Why not die as a whole? It would be better for everybody that way. It is inevitable that I must leave this Earth in order to end the suffering and let others around me live. They will see that I was right telling that. It is not hard to say goodbye to the world and people around me anymore because goodbyes were already said a long time ago. Now I just have to be able to let it go. Be at peace. Let it go. It will be alright.
I have possessed the feeling of self-hate since I remember and not a day has gone by in my life where I have been content with myself. Why? Well there are several different reasons for such negative emotions which have lingered there for a very long period of time since my very childhood.
I don't think it is a good idea to start getting more into details just because this is not a forum for such purposes. I don't wish to flood this forum with my personal issues which most likely wouldn't even make sense to the majority of people. I am aware of the fact that this is a psychological thing and perhaps I should have sought help long ago before all of this even happened. Maybe all of this hadn't been if it was for me acknowledging my true issues deep inside of me.
However, when I think about my life I realize that it is quite impossible to get over the deep issues I have been dealing with. Given everything I have experienced and what has happened to me I have come to a conclusion that I can never be free of these problems. The rubbish is in my DNA. Long story short, I hate my mom for having a child with the abnormal bastard my biological father is. The fact is that I should have never been born if the only way I could have come to this world was by that. No way. Sadly I cannot undo it now, nor can she. I curse the day I was born. It was wrong from the very start. I hate my roots and I can never not hate them. It disgusts me. To hell with that. To hell with me.
Regarding my ear problems, it hasn't gotten any better, rather worse. I haven't exposed myself to any further loud music or noisy environments. Not sure if that matters anyway. Two days in quiet and no changes. Still every last complaint remains. Because of the problems in my family and overall unexpected and bad circumstances I haven't been able to go to a doctor to evaluate me. I don't need to tell what has happened because things have been pretty ugly lately and both I and others are to blame. Every one of us has played our part too well. And in the end, what will the appointment do? I don't think there is much the doctors can do. No matter what kind of a hearing loss it might be or what the hell is going on, there is no magic pill or cure anyway. So what's the point? I might as well sit in my room and lay on my sofa like a complete wretch.
Everything has gone downhill. Not merely my hearing issues but relationships in my family. The amazing and very close relationship with my mom that I once had has been completely destroyed in the process. No kidding. There is nothing left from it. And it took only 2 months. Crazy how much things can change in that short amount of time. We haven't been able to communicate in a civilized manner anymore. I think it's best we stop it all together. Today was it. Got into a bad argument with her. I bombarded her with my accusations and she freaked out, as did I. I have actually understood that I blame others to try and ease the burden of being guilty myself. I am the one hugely responsible whether I wanna admit it or not. Reality hits, sooner or later. I have caused it with all the stupid shit I have done. I am an utter idiot. Cannot argue on that. No matter what someone else tells you to do, you have the final decision. It is up to you and you only. Nothing or no one can protect a person from their own stupidity and ignorance. It is deadly. What happened next after the initial argument is better left unknown. I can only say she doesn't want to talk to me anymore (she said I should move out now and never see her again). She said she is sick and tired of seeing my ugly depressed face and hearing my shit every single day. I have stopped staring at old family pictures with happy faces because it ain't real. It is not real. Who am I fooling? It doesn't exist anymore. Why create even more delusions? I understand that and it is better we end this misery. Right now. Why wait? Nothing is to improve no matter how hard I try. I have made my decision. I have made up my mind. I have nothing left. No health, no friends, no family as of now. I have almost dropped out of school because of this awful disability and no one even takes it seriously. No one even tries to understand. I don't even know if it possible to avoid the drop out. We'll see what life brings, what I bring to myself rather. You know the funny thing is that I have always considered myself wise. However, the recent events are a clear sign that I am everything but wise. I am literally the dumbest person. Blinded my delusions. How can a human being act so foolishly and irresponsibly? I cannot understand that. I wasn't like this before... or was I?
I am so sorry. I am sorry my dear body. Every last part of you. I cannot be forgiven for the pain and suffering I have made you endure. Just let me go. I cannot take this any longer. I am running out of strength. I can't find the missing lifeline. My endeavors have all failed. Let this imprisoned soul be released from this body. It begs for ease. Make this heavy heart light.
I have had countless attempts of trying to end my life. Yet each time, even the darkest times, I haven't been able to take the last step. Am I really so weak that I am not even capable of putting an end to all this suffering, this everlasting madness and sorrow? What is it that's holding me back? I feel I have nothing left in this life. Yet when I am about to take the final step I get all these mixed emotions. What if it gets better...what if. Then begins the onslaught of thoughts. What if I will so terribly miss the feeling of being able to squeeze my pillow tight and cry when I feel everyone has left me? Will I miss the feeling of fresh water touching my lips after a long sleep? Will I? Isn't it beautiful to touch green grass, look at gorgeous flowers and smell their fragrance, breathe in the abundant oxygen in the wild forest, look at the sky and feel the sun caressing my face as my eyes are closed, observe exquisite art, open my eyes in the morning, look around and realize I am still alive, do whatever I want because I still can? Because I am still alive.
I am having these mixed emotions but today I felt like I really wanted to die for a moment. I still feel like that. I want to end this damned life. I wanna live but not like this. This isn't the way to go. I have already died inside. Why not die as a whole? It would be better for everybody that way. It is inevitable that I must leave this Earth in order to end the suffering and let others around me live. They will see that I was right telling that. It is not hard to say goodbye to the world and people around me anymore because goodbyes were already said a long time ago. Now I just have to be able to let it go. Be at peace. Let it go. It will be alright.