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ive been feeling so depressed lately. i can barely express myself at this point. ive got all the words and know how to put them together but when i try doing so only a jumbled mess comes out. ive also been drinking and smoking excessively. ive been getting no more than 3 hours of sleep a night. ive got nothing to look forward to. no love. nothing and fucking nobody. the only connections ive made with people have been superficial. i do not think i have ever even been loved. i grew up with an abusive mother and an alienated father, my extended family were all neglectful of me. what a fucking joke man. its 3am and i must wake up in a couple of hours to drag myself to uni in my balkan shithole of a country. might genuinely end it soon anons
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and even in this i didnt get to what the actual issue is. the truth is that i dont know myself. i guess its the tedium of my days. everything is so fucking monotonous and its like the same empty day over and over again. and some of you fuck's might tell me oh you know there are people who have it worse than you. and thats right. from a purely material standpoint i should be quite happy. my family is relatively affluent. my mother's a doctor and my father owns a cleaning firm. but what good is that when ive been fucked by virtually every person who was supposed to care for me since birth. enough of this, i should get at least some sleep. night anons
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Ah. I should have assumed since she wouldn't even go to school. Mid functioning autism and possibly schizoid. I just wonder how she is doing sometimes. Either way, have you considered sleeping meds anon? And still, what major? I understand you're going through a lot. I feel sorry for you.
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>>84370607
A quick info dump about her she just felt unlovable because she was 26 and her mental issues plus she lived alone in her apartment and a medical issue that she literally cured but still affected her self esteem.
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I'm the same way and have been for quite a few years, I'm in my thirties now and it's one long slow walk to my eventual death. For me, staying sane is about finding quantifiable things that I can improve at. I walk farther and with less resting. I do more push ups or situps, I lift heavier weight. I ride the same trails faster. I try to improve a little at all the things I can, and being able to quantify that improvement makes me feel like I'm not suffering in stagnation.