for the last five to seven year at least i ve always figured that once my parent were gone it would be my time i can t bring myself to do that to them however the resentment toward myself and my entire existence have manifested into something that is extremely hard to control i m not going to get into specific but that is just how i feel i guess my main curiosity is if there s anyone else who s still around solely because the thought of their death impacting their family would crush them that s the only thing going for me this day and age i hate every moment and every interaction even though i constantly try to convince myself it s good for me countless time i ve tried failed and never seemed to fit in i m just done i hate everything unfortunately even though i try to love i love my family although it s just too much i ve been hurt and ignored to the point i ve convinced myself no one give a fuck which is probably true nobody doe maybe someone is in the same boat i ve tried to be the most optimistic person i can but i ve been failed so many time i struggle to even grasp for a reason why
for the last five to seven year at least i ve always figured that once my parent were gone it would be my time i can t bring myself to do that to them however the resentment toward myself and my entire existence have manifested into something that is extremely hard to control i m not going to get into specific but that is just how i feel i guess my main curiosity is if there s anyone else who s still around solely because the thought of their death impacting their family would crush them that s the only thing going for me this day and age i hate every moment and every interaction even though i constantly try to convince myself it s good for me countless time i ve tried failed and never seemed to fit in i m just done i hate everything unfortunately even though i try to love i love my family although it s just too much i ve been hurt and ignored to the point i ve convinced myself no one give a fuck which is probably true nobody doe maybe someone is in the same boat i ve tried to be the most optimistic person i canbut i ve been failed so many time i struggle to even grasp for a reason why
Durante los últimos cinco a siete años por lo menos siempre he pensado que una vez que mi padre se fue sería mi tiempo no puedo traerme a hacer que a ellos sin embargo el resentimiento hacia mí mismo y toda mi existencia se han manifestado en algo que es extremadamente difícil de controlar no voy a entrar en específico pero así es como me siento que mi curiosidad principal es si hay alguien más que todavía está alrededor sólo porque el pensamiento de su muerte impactando a su familia los aplastaría que es la única cosa que va para mí este día y edad odio cada momento y cada interacción a pesar de que constantemente trato de convencerme de que es bueno para mí innumerables veces he intentado fallar y nunca parecía encajar en lo que acabo de hacer odio todo desafortunadamente a pesar de que intento amar a mi familia aunque es demasiado he sido herido e ignorado al punto que me he convencido de que nadie da una mierda que es probablemente verdadero nadie hace tal vez alguien está en el mismo barco he intentado ser la persona más optimista que puedo pero he sido fallado tanto tiempo que me he luchado para comprender por una razón por la que