I've been working rather hard to stave off what feels like an encroaching deep depression. Being a master of distraction, I have for several years been avoiding the implications of having nobody in my life. Telling myself that I will work toward further independence, more income or power in some way.
People try. Women try. They reach out to me but I shut them out. With each application of this fix I feel a deeper resentment of people and also of myself for this mindframe. Will they hurt me because they are sadistic and evil? Or will they hurt me because they are foolish and clumsy? I don't know. All I know is that they will hurt me in some way.
I find myself asking "What is the point?" and then the suicidal thoughts come. I hate the thoughts but at the same time feel closer to those thoughts than most people because at least they are genuine. I don't want to shut people out and always be alone and I don't want to be hurt and used. It feels like the only other option is a Plan C sort of thing.
Yuck.
People try. Women try. They reach out to me but I shut them out. With each application of this fix I feel a deeper resentment of people and also of myself for this mindframe. Will they hurt me because they are sadistic and evil? Or will they hurt me because they are foolish and clumsy? I don't know. All I know is that they will hurt me in some way.
I find myself asking "What is the point?" and then the suicidal thoughts come. I hate the thoughts but at the same time feel closer to those thoughts than most people because at least they are genuine. I don't want to shut people out and always be alone and I don't want to be hurt and used. It feels like the only other option is a Plan C sort of thing.
Yuck.