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Silent Bob
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[Rant] I just burned my last sturdy bridge. The outcome of a life long attempt to isolate myself is around the corner. I am angry at myself for f*ing up every attempt to connect to people by asking too much of them. I hate myself for my self involvement. All I have left is Prozac, Valium, alcohol, cigarettes and emptiness. An emptiness I have been trying to fill in various ways. Sometimes it is music, sometimes it is philosophy, sometimes it is theology, it has been pot, sometimes sex, many times food. It has also been love. But love dies and goes away, especially when you are as self-involved as me.
I had to sit on my computer because getting up makes me want to hurt myself. I need to surround myself with moving images of pixels and background sounds to block my thoughts away. My thoughts, my greatest enemy, I am my own nemesis. Nirvana once sung "I hate myself and I want to die" well that is in part the story of my life.
The rest of the story is that I am too much of a coward to do something radical so don't call the cops yet. I am trying though. Chain smoking, binge eating, isolating myself, hurting those close to me in an effort to keep them away, being unable to connect to others or severing my connections through my own stupidity and self involvement.... A downward spiral in search for the bottom, have I hit the bottom? Nope, I am still alive and I am still going down.
I used to think that if you hit bottom hard enough and you survive there is only one way to go, UP. Well thats fine and dandy but then you are dragged again towards the bottom. Now I have all the momentum and the bottom is almost close enough to see. No doctors can help, no parental advice will be any good, I have trained myself not to listen to my friends all I have is Prozac, Valium, alcohol, cigarettes and emptiness and no matter how many things I use to fill it with it is still empty.
Anyways boys and girls. Pray for me or feel pity or show compassion or share a rant. I don't know why I am posting this I just need someplace to vent and this is was the first place I could think of.[rant off]
I had to sit on my computer because getting up makes me want to hurt myself. I need to surround myself with moving images of pixels and background sounds to block my thoughts away. My thoughts, my greatest enemy, I am my own nemesis. Nirvana once sung "I hate myself and I want to die" well that is in part the story of my life.
The rest of the story is that I am too much of a coward to do something radical so don't call the cops yet. I am trying though. Chain smoking, binge eating, isolating myself, hurting those close to me in an effort to keep them away, being unable to connect to others or severing my connections through my own stupidity and self involvement.... A downward spiral in search for the bottom, have I hit the bottom? Nope, I am still alive and I am still going down.
I used to think that if you hit bottom hard enough and you survive there is only one way to go, UP. Well thats fine and dandy but then you are dragged again towards the bottom. Now I have all the momentum and the bottom is almost close enough to see. No doctors can help, no parental advice will be any good, I have trained myself not to listen to my friends all I have is Prozac, Valium, alcohol, cigarettes and emptiness and no matter how many things I use to fill it with it is still empty.
Anyways boys and girls. Pray for me or feel pity or show compassion or share a rant. I don't know why I am posting this I just need someplace to vent and this is was the first place I could think of.[rant off]