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Experience I'll be gone from this world without having felt what love is, what affection is, what romance is

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I guess some things aren't really meant to happen. Some have it all, most have a mix, and then there is those who get none.

You look back at your life unable to understand why things went horribly wrong. You begin to understand though that most things are outside of your control, asking why becomes meaningless.

You finally reach a point, you either choose the cope or the rope. There is not necessarily a correct choice here, it's at the end an individualistic choice.

My only relief comes from me knowing that I'll die relatively soon, I cannot keep going.

Living with a plethora of mental disorders, a shattered life, loneliness, and few other things, is exhausting. It's eroding, it eats you alive until you don't know who you are anymore.

The painful truth is that no matter the pain you are experiencing, no one is coming to save you. What's even more painful, is that you yourself are too broken to save yourself. Thus, you end up suffering alone until death naturally claims you or you choose to walk into it yourself.
 
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Acho que algumas coisas não são para acontecer. Algumas têm tudo, a maioria tem uma mistura, e há aquelas que não têm nada.

Você olha para trás, para a sua vida, sem conseguir entender por que as coisas deram terrivelmente errado. Mas começa a entender que a maioria das coisas está fora do seu controle, e perguntar por que se torna sem sentido.

Você finalmente chega a um ponto em que escolhe entre a capa ou a corda. Não há necessariamente uma escolha correta aqui; no fim das contas, é uma escolha individual.

Meu único alívio vem de saber que morrerei relativamente em breve e não poderei continuar.

Viver com uma infinidade de transtornos mentais, uma vida despedaçada, solidão e poucas outras coisas é exaustivo. É desgastante, te corrói até você não saber mais quem você é.

A dolorosa verdade é que, não importa a dor que você esteja sentindo, ninguém virá salvá-lo. O que é ainda mais doloroso é que você mesmo está quebrado demais para se salvar. Assim, você acaba sofrendo sozinho até que a morte naturalmente o leve ou você decida enfrentá-la.
Every human being can feel this, you are not special, stop victimizing yourself, focus on money and God, destiny is something you implanted in your mind, if you continue with this mindset, everything you said will happen, good luck
 
I guess some things aren't really meant to happen. Some have it all, most have a mix, and then there is those who get none.

You look back at your life unable to understand why things went horribly wrong. You begin to understand though that most things are outside of your control, asking why becomes meaningless.

You finally reach a point, you either choose the cope or the rope. There is not necessarily a correct choice here, it's at the end an individualistic choice.

My only relief comes from me knowing that I'll die relatively soon, I cannot keep going.

Living with a plethora of mental disorders, a shattered life, loneliness, and few other things, is exhausting. It's eroding, it eats you alive until you don't know who you are anymore.

The painful truth is that no matter the pain you are experiencing, no one is coming to save you. What's even more painful, is that you yourself are too broken to save yourself. Thus, you end up suffering alone until death naturally claims you or you choose to walk into it yourself.
may God make it easy for u dude
 
I guess some things aren't really meant to happen. Some have it all, most have a mix, and then there is those who get none.

You look back at your life unable to understand why things went horribly wrong. You begin to understand though that most things are outside of your control, asking why becomes meaningless.

You finally reach a point, you either choose the cope or the rope. There is not necessarily a correct choice here, it's at the end an individualistic choice.

My only relief comes from me knowing that I'll die relatively soon, I cannot keep going.

Living with a plethora of mental disorders, a shattered life, loneliness, and few other things, is exhausting. It's eroding, it eats you alive until you don't know who you are anymore.

The painful truth is that no matter the pain you are experiencing, no one is coming to save you. What's even more painful, is that you yourself are too broken to save yourself. Thus, you end up suffering alone until death naturally claims you or you choose to walk into it yourself.
It takes a lot of work to escape misery, even "love" needs some work and active pursuing. Most of our misery comes from our own personal choices, also
 
I thought I was past the point of yearning for companionship, affection, love. But as I'm getting closer to pulling the plug, reality's hitting me hard.
 
Ripe old age of 17 btw
 
I don't get people like you. At what age do you think one should be allowed to experience feelings of intense despair, sadness, or hopelessness?
I'm making a thread about this one sec. It's not the emotions themselves it's the logic behind it. You're giving up on hope for love when noone your age is capable of it
 
I'm making a thread about this one sec. It's not the emotions themselves it's the logic behind it. You're giving up on hope for love when noone your age is capable of it
make thread pls im curious
 

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