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It’s not about my body anymore. I’m such a disgusting and bizarre person inside. I can’t make up my own self, there’s just something wrong with me, unfixable, unavoidable. I’m put to walk a chosen path, and I’ll do it, make my parents happy while I still can to at least compensate a little bit from the ungrateful disappointment I am.I literally have a lot other don’t have, things other would KILL to get, I got some friends and a loving family and I still feel this way. I’m just a selfish egoistic person. After all that I’ll leave to go die alone, a place where my existence does not matter, where I’ll leave no trace. This sounds crazy and horrible and still, somehow I find comfort in it. Cuz I don’t know, there’s this feeling that makes me feel I have no way to live another way no matter how hard i try. I physically, mentally, call it however you want, can’t bring myself to live past 30. I just can’t imagine, it feels like I’m not destined to live. This sounds stupid, corny and im just exposing myself of the horrible person I am. But that’s exactly what I want, bc that way everyone can see and not mindlessly tell me I’m a good person, because the truth is I’m not. My wish of being alone will come true. I’m crying just from typing all this shit. Sorry
2026-06-10 07:55:22