TheLonelyIntrovert
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I am an introverted person. I sometimes lose track of reality with all these thoughts going on in my head, I am extroverted person inside my head so to speak, but I am silent.
Couple months ago,...I started taking drugs, specifically psychedelics. I was expecting it to be more fun than therapeutic...it was fun i will admit that.
But the therapeutic side...it was like exploring myself deep within the confines of my memory, opening the doors that ive repressed, and facing my own demons.
It made me realize how shitty my life has been, how much i have wasted it away, how much i hate my parents and siblings, how much stress they cause me, and how ******* lost i have been.
My family is against me, my mom is the only member that cant seem to choose which side to join; mine or the rest of the family. They all ridicule me, put me down and expect me to fail in life...saying i will learn one day.
They know how unstable I am, they know I lost my best friend to suicide, they know i have mental breakdowns and just lose touch of reality, they know i have depression, I dont know if they know I have been suicidal...
yet they still continue this...They lock me within the house, with the rest of the family and my only escape is either my room or the computer, which i literally spend the rest of my life on.
I have no where to escape during the summer when school is out...I tried my best to go out with friends but i cant seem to trust anyone so i barely speak...
its like i dont belong with anyone...only with myself and the voices in my head. The ones that tell me to kill myself, knowing that this was the only escape and that everyone else can go fresia themselves. It was like my survival mechanism speaking to me, trying to say to kill myself.
I dont know where I'm going anymore, I dont know who to trust, my own family rejects me and expects me to succeed while to fail at the same time, so I can finally "learn" whatever bullshit theyre trying to say...
Basically I am just an investment to my family, a nobody to my friends, and a ticking timebomb to myself.
Couple months ago,...I started taking drugs, specifically psychedelics. I was expecting it to be more fun than therapeutic...it was fun i will admit that.
But the therapeutic side...it was like exploring myself deep within the confines of my memory, opening the doors that ive repressed, and facing my own demons.
It made me realize how shitty my life has been, how much i have wasted it away, how much i hate my parents and siblings, how much stress they cause me, and how ******* lost i have been.
My family is against me, my mom is the only member that cant seem to choose which side to join; mine or the rest of the family. They all ridicule me, put me down and expect me to fail in life...saying i will learn one day.
They know how unstable I am, they know I lost my best friend to suicide, they know i have mental breakdowns and just lose touch of reality, they know i have depression, I dont know if they know I have been suicidal...
yet they still continue this...They lock me within the house, with the rest of the family and my only escape is either my room or the computer, which i literally spend the rest of my life on.
I have no where to escape during the summer when school is out...I tried my best to go out with friends but i cant seem to trust anyone so i barely speak...
its like i dont belong with anyone...only with myself and the voices in my head. The ones that tell me to kill myself, knowing that this was the only escape and that everyone else can go fresia themselves. It was like my survival mechanism speaking to me, trying to say to kill myself.
I dont know where I'm going anymore, I dont know who to trust, my own family rejects me and expects me to succeed while to fail at the same time, so I can finally "learn" whatever bullshit theyre trying to say...
Basically I am just an investment to my family, a nobody to my friends, and a ticking timebomb to myself.