So I think I figured my problem out...
I will never be happy, I just default to miserable. That's the way it's been forever. I'm very self loathing, I keep making the same mistakes over and over. I'm two months shy of 23 and I think I have the mentality of a 16 year old. I have no drive to accomplish anything and I don't understand it. I have a couple theories as to why this is. It could be because I was raped almost everyday for about a year when I was 4-5 and I can't get over it or it could be because I've been abusing any drugs I can get my hands on since I was thirteen. It could be a combination of the two. I thought moving around would help, you know, a new start somewhere else. I started in Massachusetts, spent some time in North Carolina, and now I'm in Florida. The thing that sucks though is no matter how many new places I go I'm still the same flawed me, I just get a little better at hiding it the worse I get. I have a constant feeling of depression, well that's a lie it's not CONSTANT. I sometimes have moments where I see my life not a complete loss but the only realistic future I see for myself is continuing my downward spiral until I snap and eventually kill myself. That's not what I want to happen but it just seems realistic. I'm not sure why I'm posting this up here I guess I just feel like I need to vent. I spent too much time bottling up everything. That's another thing, trust issues. I don't trust anyone, maybe because I can't be trusted. I'm sick of betraying the people who love and try to help me but everytime I tell myself never again I turn around and fuck up. I've considered the possibility that I have a mental disorder or a character flaw but in the end those are just excuses. That's all I'm good at is making excuses, but the only person I make them to is myself. I don't expect anyone to read all of this or to reply at all but if you feel so inclined feel free.
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