time! Because I'm sleep deprived, depressed, and fdkjslaf.
This is really fucking petty so seriously just ignore this (although me saying that is basically a cry for help or attention because I'm an annoying fucking twat but whatever). So I hung out with some friends today after work so you'd expect I'd have a good time right? Well sorta. Saw a movie, made jokes, stuff like that. Well some of the stuff we talked about was relationships and that kinda stuff. Well guess what? I'm really fucking shy when it comes to that shit so I've got nothing under my belt. Like seriously fucking nothing. And as the night went on I just realized more and more how much of a fucking failure I was in this area. Started normal with them referencing sex and one was like "Oh I've had a 2 year dry spell". In response I gave my normal response of "Haha, 19 years and running bitch". Slightly saddened but oh well, being a virgin honestly isn't too bad. Later somehow the conversation came to this one party and how I danced with someone for like a minute and I admitted to them, "Yeah, that was the first time I danced with someone." It began to sink in to me how pathetic my fucking life is because I realized then that the most intimate experience I've had with a person was I held someones hand for 5 seconds and then we stopped because it was awkward.
Now before I continue I'm going to point out the people who are like "Why do you care about this stuff? You don't need a relationship in your life and you are shallow for wanting one."
No. Just no. Shut the fuck up you lying piece of fucking shit. You don't understand my fucking experience in almost 20 years of fucking loneliness. Yes I don't need a relationship to be happy technically but you are probably speaking from the experience of someone who's had one before. It's like the depression argument of "Well just stop being depressed." No, you don't fucking understand how I actually feel and just masturbating isn't going to make me feel better. So fuck you and your attempt to make me feel like a worse person because I feel I need relationships to make me happy (oh and guess what fucker, your plan worked and now I feel more depressed because I considered your words)
So I tried analyzing my problem and I came up with tons of things that are wrong with me, mostly because poor self image and I like to look at myself like I'm the worst person to have ever exist and will ever exist. First off I'm not that attractive. My hair looks fucking stupid 90% of the time, I have acne, shave not often enough, my clothing is stupid, my face is stupid, my figure is bad, my personality is of that of an annoying twat, and I feel that everything I am is geared towards liking things that ostracize me (probably used that word wrong but I honestly don't care enough to google check). I like metal, tabletops, video games, internet too much, and I don't outside. "But Ethan!" I hear you cry out, "I do those same (or similar) things and I'm not that bad. Just ignore haters or [whatever kind of uplifting advice here]" No shut up, you are luckier than me because that shit separates me from anyone that actually may give a fuck. And trying harder is not my thing because that requires energy and being social.
Next point by the way, I'm fucking anti-social as fuck. Somehow I managed to join a fraternity but that just sorta keeps me close to those guys while still being an antisocial fuck up. Parties I cling to close friends and I get anxiety attacks about people trying to talk to me or me having ot be social with others. Went to an exchange once with a sorority where we basically just hang out for a bit and despite the best attempts of a brother to get me to talk to someone anytime I tried to think about it my head felt like it caved in on itself and I couldn't manage to even think of what I would say or do and by the end of the night I had managed to not say a single word to anyone of the opposite gender.
Speaking of genders let me try to clear out my sexuality in this long fucking rant against myself. I seriously have like no idea what exactly I'm attracted to really. And before you say something: no, it does actually fucking matter. I claim to be bi on the internet and I can say I'm attracted to guys at times but honestly I don't fucking know because the thought of being with a guy gives me anxiety too. I don't know everything regarding everything gives me anxiety though so I don't know if that's normal or my heads way of telling me "nah man you straight". Again, shut the fuck up if you try to say "just be bi/pan and love everything/be attracted to what attracts you" No fuck you it doesn't work that way. Why? Because it just doesn't now shut the fuck up and sit down.
Good news, I have no suicidal tendencies. Bad news, the only reason that is true is because I am fucking terrified by death. Not sure why I share this but whatever.
What else... Everyone I know seems to think I'm smart or some stupid shit like that when both semesters I've been in college I've failed 2 classes and I can't get my gpa over 2.5. So yeah, Im a fucking idiot.
I honestly have no idea how anyone deals with me ever. Any time I open my stupid mouth dumb shit spews out in an attempt to make myself feel important. The one thing I'm sorta good at-
Fuck it, I've done that part a billion times and I'm even starting to get sick of typing it so I'll just skip it.
TL;DR My life is a mess, I can't get into a relationship but I havent even ever made an attempt at starting one because I'm too antisocial, I hate myself about 90% of the time, fuck people who think my problems can be fixed by simple "stop x thing" or "do y thing", Im a fucking nerd who can't ignore the haters and it makes me depressed because they are right.
I'm depressed, please kill me now, except don't because I don't want to die and I'd rather deal with all of this shit pounding down on me everyday rather than the finality that is death.
God damn, no wonder why I'm always tired. Can't ever sleep and trying to deal with anxiety and depression leaves me exhausted which then makes me sleep away my days and I feel like shit afterwards and then at that point I just feel like a waste of space that should just let others live their lives but then apparently I can't do that because they want to try and involve me in things which is difficult because the whole anti-social thing and fkjalhsfdkjahsd.
FUcking hell do I ever fucking shut up. Sorry if you felt compelled to read this. I was tempted many times to just delete this but I decided to tough through it because I already wrote a lot and decided to stay up to write it so fuck it... Sorry if my depression made you depressed.
Wow I wrote a lot. Sorry by the way. I was just feeling really sad and felt maybe if I wrote I would feel better and after writing a lot I felt compelled to finish and post somewhere. Only reason why I post it here is because this is pretty much the only place I ever actually post so I feel you guys sorta know me or something like that. Iunno whatever. I'd recommend you skip this but like that's honestly going to stop people from reading it anyway... Sorry again.