I am pushing 40 and I have accomplished exactly zero things in my life. I am divorced, have a shitty job, live at my parents house. The only things I own

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I am pushing 40 and I have accomplished exactly zero things in my life. I am divorced, have a s***** job, live at my parents house. The only things I own are a TV, a PlayStation 2 and an acoustic guitar. I have a six year old son that I see a couple of times a week. Althoug I am fairly intelligent, I have acute social anxiety which I consider to be the main reason for my failure. All my life I have struggled with it with no avail. I have reached a point where I have given up on life. My only pleasures are smoking weed and m*********** to internet p***. If my fifteen year old self could see me writing this in the future, he would be so disappointed, he would have committed suicide then itself. I don’t know how long I will tolerate going on living.

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I just kissed a girl for the first time(im a girl) and she was super hot we undressed eachother when I got to her bra a new skill was unlocked I started running round my t*** /b**** bouncing also my b*** she was loving it ahhh i wish i could g back but my 18 year old thoughts kicked in later in the day as I rode her brothers c*** and it injected into me also the best s*** of my life maybe next time we will o it all together the bothers big c*** dn me and his siters b******* and b****….

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