There was a time when I had a lot of friends and acquaintances and I loved it. I loved spending time with them and chatting about anything that came up in the conversation. My mind was open and I treated the other person as though I was interacting with myself, or someone just like me. I felt everyone was a good person. If I did meet someone nasty, I'd still talk to them as if it was my best friend, but I wouldn't pay attention to the negativity. It was something that came naturally.
All that's changed now.
I have no friends and I feel different from others. It's hard to relate to people or have a conversation with them. I don't feel any familiarity to them and I don't feel like anybody will understand me. It's been proven.
Everything went downhill after I started "experimenting" with drugs and alcohol. I met some bad people and I had some really bad experiences with them. My world seems to have changed completely and no matter what I do, I can't get back into my previous life. It's like I'm a different person now.
Another thing, I over-think about everything. When this first started to manifest, my old friends would tell me that it was a waste of time. I couldn't help it and I kept at it. Eventually, my reality changed and viola.
My days are spent inside my head, in my own private world, which I find hard to escape at times.
I need serious help (I'm practically dying) and I've tried many things.
I can't be more honest: I truly have no reason to live.
All that's changed now.
I have no friends and I feel different from others. It's hard to relate to people or have a conversation with them. I don't feel any familiarity to them and I don't feel like anybody will understand me. It's been proven.
Everything went downhill after I started "experimenting" with drugs and alcohol. I met some bad people and I had some really bad experiences with them. My world seems to have changed completely and no matter what I do, I can't get back into my previous life. It's like I'm a different person now.
Another thing, I over-think about everything. When this first started to manifest, my old friends would tell me that it was a waste of time. I couldn't help it and I kept at it. Eventually, my reality changed and viola.
My days are spent inside my head, in my own private world, which I find hard to escape at times.
I need serious help (I'm practically dying) and I've tried many things.
I can't be more honest: I truly have no reason to live.