I feel welcomed here
Posted: Mon Jul 15, 2013 10:12 pm
Even though I have never visited this forum before, it feels nostalgic. Feels somewhat of a relief writing here. Thank you for existing, those who made and those who contributed to the forum.
My story... Not really much of a story at all. I feel so alone, SO ALONE that I find whatever chance I get to drown myself in video games. I was supposed to have graduated last year from college. I was supposed to have been a top-of-the-class student, with a dream job and wife and kids. Today, I have nothing in my name. NOTHING. I live off my brother's money, so much of which I have wasted in ways which disgust me to no end.
The sad part is that I haven't even told him how I spent it. If you're wondering, I spent a good $400 on some escorts to finally get laid. Nothing justified that spending. Not even my desperation.
I often wonder where I went wrong that I'm in such a sad state. I have (had) so many dreams, yet they feel distant enough for another lifetime. I have a loving family which expects a lot from me. I don't know how to break it to them that I'm nothing but a lost soul. A hopeless, helpless, lost soul. Everyone of my high-school class graduated and has some kind of direction and job. I have nothing. I don't know how to tell them, I have nothing. It's as if my middle name is now "nothing"
Thank you for taking the time to read. Perhaps when I get time, I'll return with more to share.
My story... Not really much of a story at all. I feel so alone, SO ALONE that I find whatever chance I get to drown myself in video games. I was supposed to have graduated last year from college. I was supposed to have been a top-of-the-class student, with a dream job and wife and kids. Today, I have nothing in my name. NOTHING. I live off my brother's money, so much of which I have wasted in ways which disgust me to no end.
The sad part is that I haven't even told him how I spent it. If you're wondering, I spent a good $400 on some escorts to finally get laid. Nothing justified that spending. Not even my desperation.
I often wonder where I went wrong that I'm in such a sad state. I have (had) so many dreams, yet they feel distant enough for another lifetime. I have a loving family which expects a lot from me. I don't know how to break it to them that I'm nothing but a lost soul. A hopeless, helpless, lost soul. Everyone of my high-school class graduated and has some kind of direction and job. I have nothing. I don't know how to tell them, I have nothing. It's as if my middle name is now "nothing"
Thank you for taking the time to read. Perhaps when I get time, I'll return with more to share.