I'm 22. I don't really know why I'm here, pouring words out on a web
page nobody will read, but I am anyway. Ever since I was a kid I've been
a hermit. I never did what normal kids did. Didn't like sports. Didn't
like meeting new people. I didn't lik...
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I'm 22. I don't really know why I'm here, pouring words out on a web
page nobody will read, but I am anyway. Ever since I was a kid I've been
a hermit. I never did what normal kids did. Didn't like sports. Didn't
like meeting new people. I didn't like my own family. Daddy didn't abuse
me. My family only ever wanted the best for me I guess but they didn't
have the money or knowledge to help. I've always had a heart attack at
the mere thought of meeting new people. I would rather eat a bar of soap
than have a social conversation with a stranger so nowadays I just avoid
it altogether - one of my old boyhood friends convinced me to come out
to a pub a few months ago and I went reluctantly. I just sat in the
corner with my phone until he got tired of drinking and took me home. I
remember a stranger saying "Look at that guy...he looks like he's ready
to go postal." Yeah. That's me alright. I kind of expect people not to
like me so I don't make an effort in case I bother them or make things
awkward. I don't want to bother anyone about anything so I never
complain, never whine about anything and I don't understand why other
people do. It further alienates me from everyone else (especially those
I work with), and I can see why. I started training for a new job about
six months ago after two years of unemployment and I can tell everyone I
work with hates me. You can see it on their faces. My sadness is written
all over my face wherever I go. It brings down everyone I am near. They
go quiet and whistle because I don't talk unless I have to and try to
have painful, tedious small talk with me about the weather and such
things. It makes my head hurt when people do that. Why not just shut up
if you have nothing useful to say? I put on a smile because I don't want
them to feel embarrassed and talk and make eye contact when needed. I
can still see they pity me. Have you ever seen that? When someone pities
you? The blank look out of the corner of their eye. I see it all the
time. I try not to bother anyone, but somehow someone always feels like
stepping on my feelings and because I'm a guy I'm supposed to suck it
up, but I don't. Nobody thinks twice about the things they say to me
because, on the outside, it looks like I just take it in my stride.
Every little criticism hurts. It hurts internally, and I can't stop
thinking about it. I had a particularly bad day today where I worked
alongside an "experienced" staff member who made me feel utterly
worthless and completely incompetent, embarrassed me in front of my
boss, and just pushed all my buttons. I felt very down afterwards, I
really did. If I lose this job I will return to a downward spiral of
unemployment and dependency and then I will be truly in trouble.That's
just life I guess. I look around and don't know how other people do it.
All the people I went to school with? They have amazing careers,
beautiful partners, children, everyone knows their name, they go to
university, they juggle great jobs and some brilliant education at a
great university, they are smiling and happy in photos. Me? I live with
my parents and I can't even finish a diploma. I went into the military
but dropped out and told my family I was medically discharged to hide
the shame. My sadness is a black hole in my chest that is with me every
waking minute, and my head droops from long years of being held low.
Today more than ever I have wanted to take action. I looked myself in
the mirror and said "Nobody will miss you," and that is true, at least
after the shock is gone, those who knew me will carry on regardless as
if I was never even here. We're all specks of stardust in an infinite
cosmos. The world will keep turning if I am not here tomorrow, so what's
the point? Had a girlfriend once. She left me. Had a long-distance
relationship not so long ago. She took my money, abused me, bullied me,
used me, left me. Every day I find less and less to live for. I remember
ever since I was a child I have experienced ridicule, bullying,
cynicism, apathy, cruelty, and inhumanity. I remember being bullied in
primary school while a teacher looked on from across from the room,
pretending not to see what she saw, and it has stayed with me 10 years
later. And that's that. Just another sob story to make you feel bad. Not
sure what I'm looking for here, if anything.Sorry if I spoiled your day.