What is one thing that makes absolutely no sense?

i’m 19, living with my mom, and she’s a nonstop pain in my fucking ass. everything turns into a fight. i breathe wrong and she’s yelling. can’t do shit without her hovering or nagging. i’m trying to survive, save money, and not lose my mind, but she makes it damn near impossible. i swear the second i can move out, i’m gone.

idk what i’m even doing with my life anymore. i feel like i’m just here. like i wake up, exist, go to sleep, repeat. nothing feels real half the time. i smile when i have to, say i’m fine when people ask but it’s bullshit and no one actually cares anyway.

i got friends, i got family, but i still feel so alone. like i could disappear and it wouldn’t change a thing. no one really knows me. not really.

i’m tired. not like physically tired, just tired of being “on” all the time. tired of pretending i’m okay. tired of carrying all this shit in my head and acting like i’m good.

sometimes i just want someone to ask how i’m doing and actually mean it. not small talk. not fake concern. just someone who sees me.

i don’t even know what i need. i just know i’m not okay.

You’re a grown ass adult clean up after your fucking dog i mean jesus its not that fucking hard you open the bag pick up the shit and throw it away you fucking lazy ass cunt.

I’m 21 and all I feel lately is regret. I lived at home, worked full time, avoided debt—thought I was doing the smart thing. But in the process, I missed out on everything. Dorm life, late-night food runs, real friendships, freedom. I let fear and insecurity rob me of an experience I’ll never get back. I told myself I was saving money, but really… I was just scared. Now I can’t stop wishing I could hit reset and actually live college the way I should have.

therapy is fucking useless. i've been to multiple therapists and it's all the same bullshit. "how was your drive?" "what music do you like?" are you serious?? i’m not paying to play 20 questions, i’m here because my life is a goddamn mess. and they just sit there, waiting for me to lead like i’m supposed to fix myself while they nod. YOU’RE the fucking therapist. DO something. i got diagnosed and STILL nothing changed. waste of time, waste of money. fuck therapy. fuck all of it.

stop saying you’ll order for me when i can’t go with you if you’re just gonna mess it up every single time. it’s not even hard. you know how picky i am and that i literally won’t eat it if it’s wrong. so why offer?? it feels like you don’t even listen or care enough to get it right. i’d rather just go hungry than deal with the frustration of wasted food and feeling ignored AGAIN.

i feel stuck. 27 now, left school at 16. only had one job, hated it, haven’t worked since. i volunteer but it just reminds me i’m going nowhere. my friends are moving forward, and i’m just here. i feel numb, not even hate just nothing. never been in a relationship, no job, no money for help. i wanna try but i can’t move. i know what i should do, i just… don’t. i feel like it’s too late and i missed my shot. just needed to let it out.

I'm hating life right now so much

Been cutting for years it's really hard gotten out of control lately :( my upper arms is nothing but cuts at this point 😢 idk how to stop it soothes me.

I stayed up too late. Trying to sleep when suddenly I spiraled mentally so I started scratching at my arm until it was red to calm down. Woops.