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I have to drop Creamsicle off at a friend’s (not the one I’m twacking out about in the next paragraph) house tomorrow because I’m scared of him getting lost/hurt out here.

I’d do anything for another chance, or just to talk to my friend one last time—or even for them to just believe me when I say that I’m sorry. Being cut off and told to fucking move on by everyone isn’t working, what a shocker. I truly believe that nobody who says this has any idea what they’re talking about. I’m skirting a bit dangerously close to getting myself addicted to fentanyl. That’ll be fucking fun, won’t it?

All they have to do is realize I’m not a fucking freak—which they might already realize—and talk to me, but no, the way I feel ~%*isn’t normal*%~, so I have to die. Too bad I was born with a fucking penis, eh? I wonder how they’ll feel when I die. I actually hope they don’t give a single shit about me, because I don’t want them to be sad, or blame themselves or whatever. I’m not even sure I want someone to reach out to them for me, to give them the letter I want to write for them.

There’s just no place for me in this world.

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[–] wtypstanaccount04@hexbear.net 11 points 1 year ago

Skip the fent- you already have a vice and fent overdoses are no fucking joke as I'm sure you know far better than me.

It sounds like you need another person in your life who's not this person. Someone who you can love. Someone who will love you back.

Also, there is at least one place in the world for you, and that's here. We welcome all comrades here Care-Comrade

[–] Infamousblt@hexbear.net 9 points 1 year ago (1 children)

Hey comrade, sounds like you're really going through it right now. Keep doing the best you can to take care of yourself okay? I know it can be impossible to see the other side of things like this but its there. Keep going comrade believe it or not you are an important part of this world too Care-Comrade

[–] allthetimesivedied@hexbear.net 5 points 1 year ago (1 children)

I have literally never been happy.

[–] Infamousblt@hexbear.net 5 points 1 year ago

That sounds really awful. There's still time though, as long as you're alive and doing your best there's still time

[–] the_itsb@hexbear.net 7 points 1 year ago

Learning I couldn't depend on other people to give me the closure or answers I needed was a difficult and painful time, and it sounds like it's hurting you too. I'm really sorry. meow-hug

[–] BountifulEggnog@hexbear.net 7 points 1 year ago

I honestly don't remember the details here, but I'm sorry you're in pain. I care about you. I don't have any advice, but I'm wishing you the best.

[–] IzyaKatzmann@hexbear.net 2 points 1 year ago

Quote your post reminded me of:

"I have no more friends; I have nothing but accomplices. To make up for this, their number has increased; they are the whole human race. And within the human race, you first of all. Whoever is at hand is always the first. How do I know I have no friends? It’s very easy: I discovered it the day I thought of killing myself to play a trick on them, to punish them, in a way. But punish whom? Some would be surprised, and no one would feel punished. I realized I had no friends." – The Fall, Albert Camus