I'm not really sure what I want to say or ask. I'm just typing what comes to mind. I just been feeling like shit. I don't know where to go and feel stuck. The most horrible thing for me is. I just can't stand sitting around waiting for things to happen. I feel dead, and that I'm just drifting through life. I don't really have any friends anymore if you can call them that. More like acquaintances that ask favors from me from time to time.
Even my best friend I've know forever has pretty much moved on with his life. Every relationship I've ever tried to handle never ends quietly but with a long drawn out fight, with someone trying to screw over the other person till they have hurt the other enough to be satisfied and move on. My family? Nice enough people, just never sober enough to be of any help. Me? I've tried therapy, and every different outlook on life. It feel alone no matter who I'm talking to or who I'm with.
I just got back from a walk, and I just kept going till I couldn't feel anything other than myself. I don't know who I am, what I want. Honestly the best way to describe my life is just one long drug trip, and I'm to chicken shit to stop it. I just keep riding it out. I can't ever remember when life felt real to me. So, yeah. Any advice or just talk about what works for you, or if you feel the same.
EDIT: Also feel like I get nothing but mixed singles from every social interaction I've ever had(including my pets, which is why I'm a dog person). People scare me, and I'm always afraid to rub someone the wrong way or to put myself out there. And when I do I only end up being used and forgotten.
Double EDIT: So I've taken the advice on this thread and I really appreciate it. Today, though I found out the bank took the last of money out of my account and handed me 1.32$. I was only lucky enough to close the account before they started to put me into debt. As for my friends. Well Not single one was there for me today, which made me realize even after all the times I was there for them. All the times I've tried to be positive. Some how things only get worse. But I can't sit around and mop. Got myself a job. Though I'm not hoping for much. Thing is no matter how much I put into whatever I do. Anything I get back into it ends up lost or leaves. But, if I don't keep going then what does that prove? That I'm going to let the world kick the shit out of me and take everything? Fuck that. Thanks for the help everyone. While I don't dare hope or trust anymore. I'm still going to keep going and find something of mine to take.
Even my best friend I've know forever has pretty much moved on with his life. Every relationship I've ever tried to handle never ends quietly but with a long drawn out fight, with someone trying to screw over the other person till they have hurt the other enough to be satisfied and move on. My family? Nice enough people, just never sober enough to be of any help. Me? I've tried therapy, and every different outlook on life. It feel alone no matter who I'm talking to or who I'm with.
I just got back from a walk, and I just kept going till I couldn't feel anything other than myself. I don't know who I am, what I want. Honestly the best way to describe my life is just one long drug trip, and I'm to chicken shit to stop it. I just keep riding it out. I can't ever remember when life felt real to me. So, yeah. Any advice or just talk about what works for you, or if you feel the same.
EDIT: Also feel like I get nothing but mixed singles from every social interaction I've ever had(including my pets, which is why I'm a dog person). People scare me, and I'm always afraid to rub someone the wrong way or to put myself out there. And when I do I only end up being used and forgotten.
Double EDIT: So I've taken the advice on this thread and I really appreciate it. Today, though I found out the bank took the last of money out of my account and handed me 1.32$. I was only lucky enough to close the account before they started to put me into debt. As for my friends. Well Not single one was there for me today, which made me realize even after all the times I was there for them. All the times I've tried to be positive. Some how things only get worse. But I can't sit around and mop. Got myself a job. Though I'm not hoping for much. Thing is no matter how much I put into whatever I do. Anything I get back into it ends up lost or leaves. But, if I don't keep going then what does that prove? That I'm going to let the world kick the shit out of me and take everything? Fuck that. Thanks for the help everyone. While I don't dare hope or trust anymore. I'm still going to keep going and find something of mine to take.