
lawlietsph
can we be done here
- May 6, 2023
- 270
just venting and idk...
so first of all, my financial situation is bad. i was unemployed for a long time, and now I only work a part time job since january.
for the longest time my biggest dream was to buy a specific shampoo (yes I am a woman), it is a kinda expensive shampoo, around $30. now, after months of working, I was finally like "you know what? i think if I buy it now, it will be fine and I'll still have money left".
so I was about to buy it, but then this awful feeling came...
let's say I buy this shampoo now.
i will be excited for 2 days, until it arrives here. then I will probably unpack it, smell it, enjoy it for 20 seconds. but then, I know I will be just as miserable and just as fucking pathetic, ugly, broke and unhappy as I was before that shampoo.
nothing makes sense and nothing is worth a goddamn thing.
when I pictured my dream life, it was on a tiny farm, nothing fancy. chickens, horses, cats and dogs, garden and silence.
now when I think about it, all I feel is the misery when you loose a pet. the pain and the struggle and the financial burden of owning pets. it actually makes me more suicidal now. i don't want to have pets anymore, it hurts too much. my sister is extremely irresponsible, she adopted a lot of cats, dogs and a pony. only I take care of them now, nobody else.
my whole youth was wasted, while I was trying to take care of these animals. i hate every single second of it now. i am left alone financially and physically to take care all of them and I am exhausted.
i love these animals like they are my children or something and I would burn myself alive for them, but I can't do this anymore. i can't really explain the whole situation because my english is not good enough for it, but currently i am sacrifising my entire life for these animals and i've lost all my 20s for them. i've had enough.
i never lived how I wanted to. this is a fucking prison and there is no way out of this.
basically the whole point of my thread is that no matter what I would do, I would still be unhappy as hell. because nothing makes any sense. even if the whole animal situation would be solved tomorrow, I wouldn't know what to do, where to go. people are making me sick, materialistic things don't worth nothing. i want nothing and there is no escape
the weight i am carrying every single day is too heavy and there is no help. now my brain is turning towards hanging instead of sn.
sn is too much of a problem for me
i just want to be gone quickly
why can't I do it? why am I just a fucking coward? the exhaustion guys, I can't even describe how exhausted my soul is. taking care of animals is a 365 day/year kinda thing. there was NOT a single day in the past 8 years where I didn't do it. animals who i didn't wanted in the first place, they were bought here by my fucking sister. every single goddamn day, twice a day.
365x2 a year.
feeding them, cleaning them, giving them drink, taking them to the vet, buying special food, spending money money money money money on them. being there for them in their last weeks. and then make the decision about euthanasia. watching them die. watching them sick. medication... food... medication...food... vet... call the vet... call the farrier...go buy them food it's almost gone...now they are too cold..now they are too hot... now they look depressed...now they hurt their legs... go to the vet...call the vet... the horse has laminitis again... call the vet... the horse is biting me...okay, go away and count to 10 now...oh fuck the cat food is not enough...go to the vet...shit the horse needs an expensive supplement...OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN
this with a part time-salary... fun... twice a day, 365 days a year, for 8 years now. no break, being sick with Lyme disease? who cares? bleeding for 8 days? who cares? the animals need to eat and drink, it doesn't matter if you are dying
my fucking sister, oh how I hate her for what she has done to me.
now I love these animals too much to ever give them away... i tried and I got a mental breakdown, I couldn't do it.
prison
fucking prison
i am going insane
it was not about the shampoo btw
so first of all, my financial situation is bad. i was unemployed for a long time, and now I only work a part time job since january.
for the longest time my biggest dream was to buy a specific shampoo (yes I am a woman), it is a kinda expensive shampoo, around $30. now, after months of working, I was finally like "you know what? i think if I buy it now, it will be fine and I'll still have money left".
so I was about to buy it, but then this awful feeling came...
let's say I buy this shampoo now.
i will be excited for 2 days, until it arrives here. then I will probably unpack it, smell it, enjoy it for 20 seconds. but then, I know I will be just as miserable and just as fucking pathetic, ugly, broke and unhappy as I was before that shampoo.
nothing makes sense and nothing is worth a goddamn thing.
when I pictured my dream life, it was on a tiny farm, nothing fancy. chickens, horses, cats and dogs, garden and silence.
now when I think about it, all I feel is the misery when you loose a pet. the pain and the struggle and the financial burden of owning pets. it actually makes me more suicidal now. i don't want to have pets anymore, it hurts too much. my sister is extremely irresponsible, she adopted a lot of cats, dogs and a pony. only I take care of them now, nobody else.
my whole youth was wasted, while I was trying to take care of these animals. i hate every single second of it now. i am left alone financially and physically to take care all of them and I am exhausted.
i love these animals like they are my children or something and I would burn myself alive for them, but I can't do this anymore. i can't really explain the whole situation because my english is not good enough for it, but currently i am sacrifising my entire life for these animals and i've lost all my 20s for them. i've had enough.
i never lived how I wanted to. this is a fucking prison and there is no way out of this.
basically the whole point of my thread is that no matter what I would do, I would still be unhappy as hell. because nothing makes any sense. even if the whole animal situation would be solved tomorrow, I wouldn't know what to do, where to go. people are making me sick, materialistic things don't worth nothing. i want nothing and there is no escape
the weight i am carrying every single day is too heavy and there is no help. now my brain is turning towards hanging instead of sn.
sn is too much of a problem for me
i just want to be gone quickly
why can't I do it? why am I just a fucking coward? the exhaustion guys, I can't even describe how exhausted my soul is. taking care of animals is a 365 day/year kinda thing. there was NOT a single day in the past 8 years where I didn't do it. animals who i didn't wanted in the first place, they were bought here by my fucking sister. every single goddamn day, twice a day.
365x2 a year.
feeding them, cleaning them, giving them drink, taking them to the vet, buying special food, spending money money money money money on them. being there for them in their last weeks. and then make the decision about euthanasia. watching them die. watching them sick. medication... food... medication...food... vet... call the vet... call the farrier...go buy them food it's almost gone...now they are too cold..now they are too hot... now they look depressed...now they hurt their legs... go to the vet...call the vet... the horse has laminitis again... call the vet... the horse is biting me...okay, go away and count to 10 now...oh fuck the cat food is not enough...go to the vet...shit the horse needs an expensive supplement...OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN
this with a part time-salary... fun... twice a day, 365 days a year, for 8 years now. no break, being sick with Lyme disease? who cares? bleeding for 8 days? who cares? the animals need to eat and drink, it doesn't matter if you are dying

my fucking sister, oh how I hate her for what she has done to me.
now I love these animals too much to ever give them away... i tried and I got a mental breakdown, I couldn't do it.
prison
fucking prison
i am going insane
it was not about the shampoo btw