I get so tired of feeling like I'm just too damaged and dysfunctional to live in this world. I live in the most disgusting apartment ever, because keeping up my home is just too darned much. I haven't had a relationship in 2 1/2 years, since the only man I ever loved broke my heart, and I still can't imagine being with anyone else. I'm becoming increasingly isolated as my social motivation dwindles to nothing. Every setback I experience. seems to send me spiraling into a deep depression -- I just can't adapt. It seems that any resilience I ever had is long since used up. Everything I care about is slipping away, everything is just crumbling. I have no strength to rebuild, no motivation. Those resources have long been used up.
I'm an only child, and of course, my Mom believes that I'm amazing, that I can do anything I set my mind to. I suppose she has to believe that for the sake of her own sanity. Who could be expected to face up to the reality that one's only daughter is a hopeless train wreck, with life prospects that are growing dimmer by the day? I can hardly blame her.
I have no intention of harming myself. Right now, I'm just tired, so tired of being this person, living this life -- just doing my best to survive each day. It's so exhausting, and it hurts so much.
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"And I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad./ The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had."
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