Divergent_Integral
Spastic ricecel, heightmogged by 99.74% of men
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I'm 37 years old now, nearly middle-aged. The second half is almost starting. Life hasn't turned out the way I imagined it would, but I'm not depressed about it anymore. Sad sometimes, yes. But the sadness always passes.
Swallowing the has in many ways been a relief: It's. Not. My. Fucking. Fault.
The world may call me a failure. But is a man really a failure if he was never set up for success in the first place?
Quietly awaiting the end now, whether it comes soon or late. It's actually a rather chill feeling, not having to accomplish anything anymore; gone is this inner compunction that I formerly had, to get a degree, build a career, start a family, etc. That boat has sailed and it isn't coming back. Luckily, I can use my disability to NEETbux till either my natural end arrives, or until the government's money runs out (in which case I'll rope).
This is freedom, I guess, or as close to it as any of us will come. Being able to rope whenever I want is also a consolation; I have the necessary supplies within easy reach. I will leave this vale on my own terms.
May Kek grant you all peace, brocels!
Swallowing the has in many ways been a relief: It's. Not. My. Fucking. Fault.
The world may call me a failure. But is a man really a failure if he was never set up for success in the first place?
Quietly awaiting the end now, whether it comes soon or late. It's actually a rather chill feeling, not having to accomplish anything anymore; gone is this inner compunction that I formerly had, to get a degree, build a career, start a family, etc. That boat has sailed and it isn't coming back. Luckily, I can use my disability to NEETbux till either my natural end arrives, or until the government's money runs out (in which case I'll rope).
This is freedom, I guess, or as close to it as any of us will come. Being able to rope whenever I want is also a consolation; I have the necessary supplies within easy reach. I will leave this vale on my own terms.
May Kek grant you all peace, brocels!