I didn't want to come back to this thread since I knew I would only cry from reading my own post. Too many thoughts run through my mind as I realize just how much primal drive I find in doing what I think is right. This purely a vent on my part now.
I did write the OP with the intentions of sleeping without having to worry about the things I had done wrong and could've in in the presentation of my own ideals and sense of values, and contrary to Maya's post I did not make it from premarital sex being immoral. That's a confusion of different players, the irony of being called out for posting nonsense when nonsense is being posted lights my heart up. But no lessons would be learned by anyone who truly needs it, so I'll let it be as there will be no edification in simplyiny saying, "you're wrong."
I hold no guilt over any of my beliefs, only in my ability to express them as eloquently as I can. I feel trapped by the weight of responsibility and by how little control I have over myself, that I would keep a foot within wanting to simply escape and constantly wanting to test myself against new challenges. Over letting injustices go to make way for redemption, and wanting within my heart to see those who've wronged others to face the full consequences of their own actions.
Honestly I just feel like a pussy for thinking most of this shit, and it'd be best if I learned to turn off any sense of morality and righteousness and simply float in this aimless void called modern life. At least then I would not have to face the reality of suicide being a real and actual solution to most of my problems. When I feel I have so little in control my mind goes to places that are much darker than I'd like. It might sound edgy but when you're stuck with ideation you can't escape it. Much like seeing hallucinations or suffering the diseases of old age, or having loved ones or friends both die or simply not be seen again, or communities withering and dying both through losses members and active destruction, reality shows itself as the cruel consuming black void that leaves nothing untouched. A reality that I desperately try to keep away through staying within my own head, which is both predictable and understandable.
If you haven't understood my posts then I can only apologize, but being constantly misunderstood by everyone has also been a nightmare that I can't shake off. I do not know what I am missing.
Thank you for reading my pathetic display of what gnaws at me these days. If I were not on my phone I would post an image of some cute 2D girl.
Also thank you earth, nine, glimpsed, and ancientfor taking my post somewhat seriously. Daily life hurts and nothing I do anymore helps, I have probably lost it in posting within a community which I don't actually care much for.
I have met people who fully understand my writing style but they've been equally or more eccentric than I am. Nice people, some probably killed themselves already.
Last edited by PencilPusher; Feb 7, 2021 at 11:28 AM.
Reason: forgot to include ancient in my post