Right, where do I start?
I'm 26. Male.
Working but on a zero hour contract but usually work the whole week (45 hrs).
That's where the good ends and the real crap begins.
I have no qualifications after getting two C's at A-level. Studying is something I find almost impossible.
I am socially awkward. I'm always afraid of what I said sounded stupid. I actively avoid any form of social activities.
I have zero friends. Yep nobody to hang out with.
Sure I say a few words to work colleagues and I think they genuinely like me but who really knows.
I've never had anything remotely like a romantic relationship and pretty much given up hope of ever finding anyone. I mean who would want to be with me anyway?
I'm boring, stupid, and unsuccessful.
I've tried taking to some girls online but after a a few sentences I can tell I'm being nothing but a boring drag.
I'm a nice guy but that gets me nowhere. Absolutely nowhere. I think I've gotten to the point where if I had a button that would kill every human being on the planet I'd push it.
When it comes to physical work and actually producing visible results at work I'm unstoppable. That's the main reason I'm called in to work as much as I am.
Work is the only good thing going on in my life right now. Without that I don't know what I'd do.
Not a day goes by where I don't think of committing suicide. But I know I won't do it. Not at this moment in time anyway.
My mind often ponders about what would be the best way to kill yourself.
Jump off a building, car wreck, dive off a cliff, hanging, slit wrists, overdose, gunshot to the head (overseas). That's as far as I've gotten.
The topic of death occupies a big part of my daydreaming. I find it fascinating. What happens when you die? Do you just switch off? Do you wake up elsewhere (life doesn't seem real to me, more like a dream). I hardly recognise myself in the mirror. It's more like looking at a stranger.
As if the other day I've started cutting at my arm. Self harm. I never thought I'd end up here.
I'm on anti depressants at the moment. I missed one dose and went very far down hill. Back up today but not fully there. Doubt I ever will be.
I don't even know why I've written all this. It's unlikely posting this here will have any effect for the better.
The best words to describe my current feelings:
Low/down, disconnected/detached, zero self worth, useless, worthless, failure, unwanted.
Of well. Nothing ventured nothing gained.
Regards,
X99