7 Points To Understanding My Pain
7 Points To Understanding My Pain
A Brief List About Life
The Problem:
People still don’t seem to get it. I’ve said it in many ways, yet we don’t seem to be communicating at the same level. What is the problem that people seem so damn ruthless that they don’t try to make it better? Here are a list of things that need to change.
Problems
- Isolation
- Lack of success
- Just existing like a warm sack of poo
- Feel unloveable
- Quality of life
- Zombie Cat Shit
- Cancel Culture
Isolation Sucks
The isolation has continued for more than twenty years. I feel very lonely, and totally isolated. Some isolation is good, even benificial. However, when you have no one to talk with at all, and not even having the option of talking with someone, is unfair. Being alone is better than spending time with idiots; yet, ballance is important. Everyone needs someone sometimes.
When you feel isolation, that makes you feel trapped, then after long enough; you want to escape the trap. What part of this do you not understand? I’m not able to make friends, or fix this problem of isolation. Feeling like my life is not balanced, it is very bad.
You become like the five people you spend time with. I’m not spending time with anyone, just one person. This lack of friendship, and family support, feels like I’m being suffocated. Feel suffocation for too long, and you die inside. Is the human race trying to murder me with isolation? It sure feels like it.
Lack of Success
There has been no success in twenty-one years. This leads to low self-esteem and problems with self image. When you have become a failure, and people treat you like a failure, you start believing your a failure. This is very unhealthy.
Everyone needs some success in life. When people recognize you, and acknowledge your efforts, and your work; that feels pretty good. The lack of success, and the isolation have become almost unbearable. I’ve spent years putting forth effort, and no one seems to give a damn. That is not kind.
Just Existing Like A Warm Sack Of Poo
I’m not living. This life, feels like a living death. I’m not depressed, but the lack of friends, the lack of money, and the way I’m expected to behave; removes any chance of having some real fun. Life has been reduced to smoking cigarettes, drinking coffee, and listening to music. That isn’t much of a life.
Life is meant to be lived, people should have some friends to spend time with, and talk with. People are meant to be active, and sometimes, that means pushing your limits doing something physical that makes you stretch.
I’ve laid on the sofa like a warm sack of shit, for the last year. That isn’t living. That is a living death. Who the fuck lives like that? Not real people. I hate this shit. There are no projects to work on, no friends, no job, no girlfriend. It seems no one gives a shit. Doesn’t feel like there is any family here other than Mumz and Dad. No one would be happy living like this. It’s not living, it is a living death. It isn’t living, it is an existence, like zombie cat shit.
Feeling Unloveable
The lack of friends, and family; makes me feel unloveable. The lack of success, the feeling of being completely canceled by society, makes me want to look for an exit from this world. There is very little actual love in my life. No one has touched me in a year. Everyone needs someone sometimes. Even me. The lack of love, the lack of friends, and the way I’m so unpopular makes me feel hated. If people would show me some love, then I would feel better about myself.
The truth is, a hug goes a long ways. When people like you, they tend to see the best in you, and when they don’t like you; they only see the worst in you. People have not taken the time to stop, think, and listen to me. If they took the time to spend some time with me, they might find I have a lot to offer. I think most people are too selfish to do that. Pity.
Quality Of Life
All of the above facts, have made the quality of my life; not worthy of living. Everyone needs to feel wanted, and needed. A person should feel wanted, and useful. When you don’t feel useful, then you become a drain on society, and you are better off with your name on a tombstone. They have made my life a living hell. The isolation, the lack of success, and the failure, makes me feel hated, and less than wanted and needed. I think, they don’t want me. Do they?
Zombie Cat Shit
Everything I have done, has failed. There has been no success from my efforts, so really why bother doing anything whatsoever? If people don’t value me, and don’t give a shit about my effort, why continue putting forth effort? I don’t want to live like zombie cat shit, I hate this shit. However, with no friends or family supporting me, then I will never see success. So you want a warm sack of shit, that is a house ornament? If you don’t want more than a warm sack of shit, why exist? If I’m not able to talk, or see results from my efforts, and you want nothing more than a warm sack of shit, why bother?
People seem happy with me living like zombie cat shit; however, I hate this shit. It’s not living. It is a damn living death. Is that how I am expected to live? They don’t seem to want more than to talk, “to” me like I’m a warm sack of shit, that isn’t capable of thinking. That is very unfair. People have failed to see my potential and treat me like I mean nothing to them. In some ways, that kind of treatment is up there with attempted murder. It is killing me, and no one seems to care. That is a sign of a very sick world.
Cancel Culture
This cancel culture, is up there with attempted murder. When a person is isolated, and no one will take the time to talk with you, or spend time with you; it has very bad effects upon the person experiencing that treatment.
Really we have to get back to being kind. Life is meant to be lived, and when society takes away your ability to function, then your really better off not being a member of society. I feel hated, and less than loved.