Im ready to die. I had a mental breakdown between October and February and threw away all of my friends,, and any chance I had at a future away and I keep trying to make myself sound like a victim or a self righteous martyr, trying to sell myself as just a crazy a****** who just needed to be hugged more. That puts all the responsibility for my toxic behavior on my victims and makes me no better than my father. I fucked up. I said some fucked up s*** and scared people who just want to be left alone because I couldn’t handle how left behind I have really become. As much as I tried to delude myself that I was becoming a better person, the entire time I’d dug my hole deeper than it’s ever been before. You really did get the last laugh. I got to feel like I made months of solid progress at not being a total f****** self entitled little psychotic geeky creepy fuckboy. I even had what I thought was a breakthrough. I was finally ready to move on and try to live my life instead of hiding in delusional fantasies and magical thinking all day. Then the very next day that receipt came in the mail. Every s***** selfish toxic thing I’ve ever done up to this point has lead up to this, and as much as I should just be devastated, I’m just tired. I know I’m an a******. I don’t deserve s***. If anything I’m relieved that the world has finally confirmed for me what I always told myself since I was 14 Andy girlfriend told me I reminder her of snaking Skywalker. I am a villain. Just finish me off. I give up. I don’t care anymore. I don’t want a fight. Just f****** kill me. Take me the f*** out. Do it cowards. Bullet right in the back of my brains. You won’t. Pussies.
