lohre2000s
Member
- May 31, 2026
- 9
After mother was gone and burned I had for the first time in my life to be "responsible". It's shameful to admit that as a 24 year old boy, but I always had it so much easier because of mom.
Selling my old house in my good old town I lived for 20 years is not easy - it still wasn't bought because economy is shit and it seems like it won't sell for too much. Lawyers, lawyers, lawyers... I'm so tired having to deal with them.
It's been 6 months since her death and I still hasn't managed to resolve the issues related to her will. My sister hates me quite literally said she "wishes to destroy my life" (she always caused trouble for me and mom, and I deeply believe mom's cancer was spread because of the stress my sister caused). I never wanted to be hated. I never wished for ANY of this.
I have found myself unable to relax. I can't relax AT ALL. I can't play videogames, watch movies or generally do anything enjoyable besides art (since it feels productive). I'm always waiting for the next "bad news" to arrive. Always terrified of whatever could happen.
Today I was trying to have some fun alone at the karaoke, got myself a room, some soda and started singing. It distracts me, it's one of the few things I enjoy doing. I like singing "sad classic musical like songs" (?) like Total Eclipse of a Heart, Somewhere Over the Rainbow, Without You, Memory... anyways. As I was singing Liza Minnelli's Cabaret, I got a call, it seems like the current buyer of my house wants to give up from buying it. The documents are taking way too long and he doesn't want to wait anymore.
I start sweating and feeling nauseous, as this is pretty much all the money I would have. Now, karaoke, like every other thing, is spoiled for me. It just proved my point. I can't relax. If I relax, bad news happen.
I hate my current life. Nothing good ever happens. Maybe it's punishment for being such a coward while being so privileged. I wish I had a gun to kill myself, cause it's the only way I'd manage it.
Selling my old house in my good old town I lived for 20 years is not easy - it still wasn't bought because economy is shit and it seems like it won't sell for too much. Lawyers, lawyers, lawyers... I'm so tired having to deal with them.
It's been 6 months since her death and I still hasn't managed to resolve the issues related to her will. My sister hates me quite literally said she "wishes to destroy my life" (she always caused trouble for me and mom, and I deeply believe mom's cancer was spread because of the stress my sister caused). I never wanted to be hated. I never wished for ANY of this.
I have found myself unable to relax. I can't relax AT ALL. I can't play videogames, watch movies or generally do anything enjoyable besides art (since it feels productive). I'm always waiting for the next "bad news" to arrive. Always terrified of whatever could happen.
Today I was trying to have some fun alone at the karaoke, got myself a room, some soda and started singing. It distracts me, it's one of the few things I enjoy doing. I like singing "sad classic musical like songs" (?) like Total Eclipse of a Heart, Somewhere Over the Rainbow, Without You, Memory... anyways. As I was singing Liza Minnelli's Cabaret, I got a call, it seems like the current buyer of my house wants to give up from buying it. The documents are taking way too long and he doesn't want to wait anymore.
I start sweating and feeling nauseous, as this is pretty much all the money I would have. Now, karaoke, like every other thing, is spoiled for me. It just proved my point. I can't relax. If I relax, bad news happen.
I hate my current life. Nothing good ever happens. Maybe it's punishment for being such a coward while being so privileged. I wish I had a gun to kill myself, cause it's the only way I'd manage it.