Just ignore this post....if you don't want to be affected by "dark" thoughts, I apologise for copying the forums name, can't think of a more fitting title.
Probably no one will read this but oh well.....I got some major anger issues,apart from having depression i'm both suicidal and homicidal, I just hate this ******* world (you're allowed to swear, right?).... everybody is a sadistic hypocrite, I hate my emotions and my conscience, I can't do what I was meant to do , guess this is just a "dark" place. I really do wanna help people and any other living things for that matter, by putting them out of their misery.... my family, friends,my psychiatrist, neighbours, pets, children, strangers.... what's the difference they're all fuckheads that deserve to meet a torturous and painful demise, the only things I hear from their mouths is " ******* KILL ME ALREADY!", it would be my pleasure. I've had these thoughts since the age of 6, how's it like to be free of these thoughts anyways.... I'm trying to change, to give it time, but I seem to be going nowhere....helplines, medication, meditation, ******* hypocritical and harsh "psychics", my psychiatrist, interests..... it seems they are only a temporary relief from this ordeal....
Oh and I've never been on recreational drugs, ever gotten drunk, smoked, been in jail or arrested and all the other mechanisms, a majority of my peers do.
I feel so lonely, how do i put it? Because of these feelings I can't relate to anyone, everyone would think I'm a freak, so I have to project a fake image of myself.... all I want is happiness, to have good friends and a good family I can connect with, is that such a ******* bad thing to ask for?
It seems the only thing I can hold on is boxing, my coach says I put this extremely unique and even murderous (jokingly of course) vibe on the ring when i fight, I hear people shout out "Holy honeysuckle, what a ******* monster!", (as compliments probably, but I don't care fresia them.) well ain't that the truth? I just love receiving the pain from getting hit and then getting up for some more despite having blood clog up my throat and nose, bruises and blood spurting everywhere and I love how there is actually a place I can express my anger, where I can wreck my opponents and see their blood fly all over the canvas and then getting out there to be covered by blood and bruises, people finally see who I really am, that quiet, introverted kid is a "MONSTER!"...ah boxing, the only thing that makes me happy nowadays. I know "you're the only one that can change!" well ********, if that were the case, then wouldn't every other person going through the same thing as me, be merry forever.
All these murderous thoughts repeating over and over and over in my head, fresia this, how do I fight it.....I feel like giving in, but I can't lose to "the darkness"..... reminds me of a boxing match, symbolic much?
I hate this..... such a lonely place, surrounded by people but unable to connect, ******* life is teasing me..... I am sorry you had to read all that honeysuckle and I'm not as eloquent as I would be if I had had a clear head..... so many thoughts running in my head right now.....I'm sorry, I can't keep this all to myself, but probably no one cares, that is my expectations.... who can help me anyway? I have to fight this one alone......
I'm sorry.