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StuckLikeARat
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- May 29, 2025
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Hello everyone,
I am a 21-year-old man.
For years, I've thought about suicide every single day.
I have been in a constant state of dissociation for years.
I struggle to distinguish reality from unreality.
I used drugs to escape reality, which worsened my dissociation and my already disastrous mental state.
I have suffered from depression since childhood; there are many unresolved mental health issues in my family.
Almost everyone has one or more addictions and is on antidepressants.
I, too, have tried numerous treatments, all to no avail.
Since I was little, I have always felt misunderstood, lonely, and sad.
My parents had traumatic childhoods and inadvertently passed their fears and beliefs on to me.
I never learned to develop empathy due to childhood abuse and a constantly conflict-ridden home environment.
I don't know what love is.
I've always ruined my relationships with the few girls who were interested in me because I told myself I didn't deserve to be loved.
I haven't felt anything for years.
Since childhood, I've done everything to sabotage my life: my relationships, my plans, and the image others have of me.
I've always made sure to appear as detestable as possible in order to isolate myself.
I have committed horrible acts and used very violent language.
I think I have antisocial or borderline personality disorder—perhaps both.
I hate this life; I want it to end so badly, yet I am terrified of death.
I've always wondered what comes next; I hope there is nothing.
I hold a rather deterministic and materialist view of the world. I think everything is just a chain reaction of cause and effect.
Maybe I think that to reassure myself and avoid facing up to who I really am?
If hell exists, I've got a golden ticket to get in.
I've always been a bad person.
I've done so many terrible things in my life.
It's as if there's a force deep inside me driving me to ruin everything in my life.
This life is a constant waking nightmare.
Even at night, nightmares destroy me.
I'm going to end it all for good soon.
My parents will be devastated, but I just can't go on living like this.
I am a 21-year-old man.
For years, I've thought about suicide every single day.
I have been in a constant state of dissociation for years.
I struggle to distinguish reality from unreality.
I used drugs to escape reality, which worsened my dissociation and my already disastrous mental state.
I have suffered from depression since childhood; there are many unresolved mental health issues in my family.
Almost everyone has one or more addictions and is on antidepressants.
I, too, have tried numerous treatments, all to no avail.
Since I was little, I have always felt misunderstood, lonely, and sad.
My parents had traumatic childhoods and inadvertently passed their fears and beliefs on to me.
I never learned to develop empathy due to childhood abuse and a constantly conflict-ridden home environment.
I don't know what love is.
I've always ruined my relationships with the few girls who were interested in me because I told myself I didn't deserve to be loved.
I haven't felt anything for years.
Since childhood, I've done everything to sabotage my life: my relationships, my plans, and the image others have of me.
I've always made sure to appear as detestable as possible in order to isolate myself.
I have committed horrible acts and used very violent language.
I think I have antisocial or borderline personality disorder—perhaps both.
I hate this life; I want it to end so badly, yet I am terrified of death.
I've always wondered what comes next; I hope there is nothing.
I hold a rather deterministic and materialist view of the world. I think everything is just a chain reaction of cause and effect.
Maybe I think that to reassure myself and avoid facing up to who I really am?
If hell exists, I've got a golden ticket to get in.
I've always been a bad person.
I've done so many terrible things in my life.
It's as if there's a force deep inside me driving me to ruin everything in my life.
This life is a constant waking nightmare.
Even at night, nightmares destroy me.
I'm going to end it all for good soon.
My parents will be devastated, but I just can't go on living like this.