Aplunk1
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Well, it's been over a year since hairloss has set in...
I just blew off a hot girl tonight... knowlingly that I could have easily hooked up with her. I don't have the energy.
I am starting school in 2 days, and I have a lot of difficulty paying for my tuition and school books.
There is so much financial pressure on me that it's ridiculous. There's so much educational pressure on me that it's ridiculous.
And worst of all, there's so much social pressure on me to not fail. All my life, I've failed. I was neglected as a kid, so that kind of left me at a bad starting point.
When I look back at the photo albums of me growing up, all I see are pictures of me crying. It's sad, really.
I recently got over a bad drug problem 10 months ago, dated the most wonderful girl I've ever met in my life. I've dated many women,,, but I absolutely know that I loved this girl. We recently broke up.
Anyway, things have taken a turn for the worse. I've tried to cope with all these things, and I'm seriously starting to get depressed about the whole situation.
I've never been one to have anxiety, but until the last year of my life, I can't make a rash decision.
I've attempted suicide 3 times; twice by a fatal dosage of several prescription drugs, and once by a heroin overdose.
I don't know what to think anymore, and I feel really emotional about everything now. I don't know why. I can't feel good anymore about myself or others, in light of all the family problems I have and the fact that I'm no longer involved in my life or in control of anything anymore.
Everyday it gets harder.
Can anyone relate to this? Or am I just some pedantic little f*** who makes his life more miserable by self-infliction? I don't know anymore...
I am giving up really fast...
I've always been one to give positive advice to everyone... to help THEM. But in reflection, I've never really helped myself. Sometimes, I think it's too late for me to change my life around, to do better in school, to get away from everything.
Sometimes I just want to go to my local Wal-Mart and invest in a shotgun. I think about it so much that somtimes I'm scared it might become a reality.
I've lost a lot of things in my life, and I'm afraid I've lost my will to be strong.
I'm sorry. I hope it's not the dutasteride that's making me so f*****g emotional-- extra estrogen and whatnot.
What I do know is that I've tried to have a positive attitude, and I'm starting to lose my grip of control on things.
Any help?
I just blew off a hot girl tonight... knowlingly that I could have easily hooked up with her. I don't have the energy.
I am starting school in 2 days, and I have a lot of difficulty paying for my tuition and school books.
There is so much financial pressure on me that it's ridiculous. There's so much educational pressure on me that it's ridiculous.
And worst of all, there's so much social pressure on me to not fail. All my life, I've failed. I was neglected as a kid, so that kind of left me at a bad starting point.
When I look back at the photo albums of me growing up, all I see are pictures of me crying. It's sad, really.
I recently got over a bad drug problem 10 months ago, dated the most wonderful girl I've ever met in my life. I've dated many women,,, but I absolutely know that I loved this girl. We recently broke up.
Anyway, things have taken a turn for the worse. I've tried to cope with all these things, and I'm seriously starting to get depressed about the whole situation.
I've never been one to have anxiety, but until the last year of my life, I can't make a rash decision.
I've attempted suicide 3 times; twice by a fatal dosage of several prescription drugs, and once by a heroin overdose.
I don't know what to think anymore, and I feel really emotional about everything now. I don't know why. I can't feel good anymore about myself or others, in light of all the family problems I have and the fact that I'm no longer involved in my life or in control of anything anymore.
Everyday it gets harder.
Can anyone relate to this? Or am I just some pedantic little f*** who makes his life more miserable by self-infliction? I don't know anymore...
I am giving up really fast...
I've always been one to give positive advice to everyone... to help THEM. But in reflection, I've never really helped myself. Sometimes, I think it's too late for me to change my life around, to do better in school, to get away from everything.
Sometimes I just want to go to my local Wal-Mart and invest in a shotgun. I think about it so much that somtimes I'm scared it might become a reality.
I've lost a lot of things in my life, and I'm afraid I've lost my will to be strong.
I'm sorry. I hope it's not the dutasteride that's making me so f*****g emotional-- extra estrogen and whatnot.
What I do know is that I've tried to have a positive attitude, and I'm starting to lose my grip of control on things.
Any help?