In a nutshell, I got fed up of myself, I got stressed out with school, it started good first year I had a 3.7 GPA, then I went to summer school to learn a second language, 4hours a day for 3 months, ended up just barely passing, it burned me out. I went back to school for fall semester failed two classes, got about a 1.4GPA, this last spring semester I just barely got a 2.0GPA. I was just being really lazy and I couldn't handle it, I was "making" too much money I guess (30K in student loans currently), I bought a bunch of stuff with the left over money, I was living the high life. Lost about 8000 in poker over 3 years (I don't/won't play anymore) really loved the game though. Then last week I got picked up by the sheriffs deputies, out in the mountains, with my gun. There is a huge back-story of why they where there, (partially because I called them about my car) but long story short, I told them everything, I got involuntarily admitted to a hospital, I was there for about 96 hours. I told the sheriffs deputies that I wanted to just get away from everyone, that I wanted to die, and that I thought about killing myself but dismissed it as an option. What they don't know is that I had thought killing myself at least 4 other times, and got all the way to the point of putting the gun to my head on all occasions. Every time regretting that I didn't do it and I still do. (I still have my guns, I will never kill myself BTW I am just not strong enough).
When it comes down to it, I just don't trust myself. I feel like I am broken like a horse, just beat into submission by who knows, myself maybe. I am just feel tired all the time, extremely depressed, I feel sorry for my life, I feel sorry for myself. I also feel sorry for everyone else, and I feel sorry for the whole world. I feel like I don't belong here, that there is nothing in this world for me. Then on the other hand I know that I have nothing to contribute to society, that I am just going to be a leech for the rest of my life. I know what I need to do but I just can't get myself to do it. I just don't trust myself, I can trust that everything I say is wrong, when I can know something in my mind and be so sure of myself just to be proven wrong. I find myself reading things and I read a word or sentence and I read what I want to read and have to go back and read it again to understand what it says. For example I can read a sentence and I do this weird thing that about after reading the sentence half way I jump to the end and fill in the rest with my own thoughts. I do math but every once in a while I will read a number wrong or write it down wrong, or when I dial a phone number I mix up a few numbers. Only every once in a while this happens. But I know it's not dyslexia, it is a laziness, I just don't concentrate on what I am doing, I expect myself to be able to do these things without thinking about it. So I have learned to not trust myself, I can't do anything right, and no it's not some self satisfying delusion. That is the solid truth, but who knows, I have been wrong before.
My therapist says that I am a perfectionist, that I beat myself up over every mistake I make then I never really try to do anything, I just can't believe that. I never try to do anything perfect, I never try, I don't want to. I want to die, I want to quit wasting everyone's time and energy, I hate this existence. I have already made too many mistakes to trust myself, I can't expect other people to trust me. I can't pay my bills because I won't get a job because they all require some sort of expectancy that I can do it right, even at a fast food restaurant.
Also I try to avoid people as much as possible, because I hate having to deal with them, and their lives and the drama. I have to push girls away and never talk to them so I won't mess up their lives with mine. I can't have friends for the same reason. Besides I don't deserve to "know" anybody, and everyone hates how I am such a shut-in and I push everyone away but I am just trying to protect them from me.
Then on the other hand I want to just put myself out to everyone and make everyone carry my weight, make everyone take care of me, be a leech on everyone so everyone will regret letting me live in the first place. Especially my parents, I am living with them right now but I despise them so much, they deserve to have to deal with me, I wish they would grow a pair and throw me out on the street. Heh, but they co-signed on my student loans, I guess that serves them right.
So why am I here, why am I writing this to you, who knows. Maybe there might be a glimmer of hope somewhere that you can show me, I doubt it but like I said, I have been wrong before.
