Why is everything so confusing
I don’t know who I am. I don’t know what my gender is. I don’t know if I’m attracted to people, and beyond that, to whom. I don’t even know if I’m alone in my head.
I don’t know who my friends are (as people). I don’t know who my family is. I don’t know what I like and dislike or what I like to do for fun. I don’t know if there’s something wrong with my head, or if I’m making it all up in a mad scramble for answers.
I don’t know what I want out of this life. I don’t know if I want to be here, even though I swear to myself on a daily basis that I don’t. I don’t know why I keep failing over and over and over again and why I can’t give a crap about anything.
I don’t know why when there’s something I really want to do, that I never do it. I don’t know why I can’t just shut up. I don’t know why I don’t know anything. I don’t know why I’m so reliant on external validation.
I don’t know why I write so many goddamn Reddit posts and never post them. I don’t know why I post as much as I do in the first place. I don’t know why people bother to be kind to me.
Does anyone know? Can anyone give me something to lean on better than “it will get better” or “do some self-reflection”? Please. I can’t stand it. This is hell.
A self-created hell.
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Edit (wrote this about 15mins later): I can’t handle the circles and circles and circles nothing makes sense just make it all end please. Why with the circles?? Why doesn’t anything make sense?? I don’t even believe anything is real half the time. Me myself and I, our little trio. The world is fake and so am I.