I don’t mean to sound ridiculous or facetious here, but honestly, absolutely nothing. Absolutely nothing. I have nothing to be hopeful about anymore. My best friend had been screwing me over for months. My family hates me because I’m gay. I hate myself for a thousand different reasons. Like, I don’t really have anything to be hopeful about anymore. I’m just waiting to die.
It’s how I’ve felt for a long time. Had a break with them as a roommate until I realized they were doing the same thing to me that everyone else was. Meh. I’m used to it.
While I feel everything you wrote in my soul and can empathize with almost every part, know that you are loved by an internet stranger. You deserve happiness, fulfillment, and peace. You are a work of art. Sometimes art is sad or depressing or horrifying, but even with those themes it is beautiful and impactful and moving. You are a work of art that always changes. Learn to love that art, learn to nurture it. Treat it like the masterpiece it is and put it where the world can enjoy it.
I’m here for you if you ever need someone to talk to. I’m not always the most upbeat person given — literally everything — but I’m happy to be a friend.
P.S. Thank you for all the content you share. You are a cornerstone of the fediverse.
Never going to love myself but I appreciate it. I don’t want to anyway.
Also good god… Those are a whole lot of upvotes. Thank you lol but I wouldn’t say I’m a cornerstone of the fediverse. Maaaaaaaaybe early early on but no where near it now.
I’m sorry to hear that for you. I hope you can stumble upon, create, or be gifted a life you feel is worth living. I hope you find a good reason to hope.
I just have a bad track record on trusting people. I thought I broke that recently. I was wrong. Combine that with that broken trust snowballing into severe financial problems where I might be homeless? I’m out of hope.
I don’t mean to sound ridiculous or facetious here, but honestly, absolutely nothing. Absolutely nothing. I have nothing to be hopeful about anymore. My best friend had been screwing me over for months. My family hates me because I’m gay. I hate myself for a thousand different reasons. Like, I don’t really have anything to be hopeful about anymore. I’m just waiting to die.
For what it’s worth, from one internet stranger to another, I’m sorry.
No one should feel so betrayed on all fronts. That’s awful :(
It’s how I’ve felt for a long time. Had a break with them as a roommate until I realized they were doing the same thing to me that everyone else was. Meh. I’m used to it.
While I feel everything you wrote in my soul and can empathize with almost every part, know that you are loved by an internet stranger. You deserve happiness, fulfillment, and peace. You are a work of art. Sometimes art is sad or depressing or horrifying, but even with those themes it is beautiful and impactful and moving. You are a work of art that always changes. Learn to love that art, learn to nurture it. Treat it like the masterpiece it is and put it where the world can enjoy it.
I’m here for you if you ever need someone to talk to. I’m not always the most upbeat person given — literally everything — but I’m happy to be a friend.
P.S. Thank you for all the content you share. You are a cornerstone of the fediverse.
Never going to love myself but I appreciate it. I don’t want to anyway.
Also good god… Those are a whole lot of upvotes. Thank you lol but I wouldn’t say I’m a cornerstone of the fediverse. Maaaaaaaaybe early early on but no where near it now.
I’m sorry to hear that for you. I hope you can stumble upon, create, or be gifted a life you feel is worth living. I hope you find a good reason to hope.
I just have a bad track record on trusting people. I thought I broke that recently. I was wrong. Combine that with that broken trust snowballing into severe financial problems where I might be homeless? I’m out of hope.