>It's 2am on a Saturday night >Thinking of all the

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>It's 2am on a Saturday night
>Thinking of all the normies enjoying their lives, having fun, eating food, hanging out with friends
>You head to bed, trying to think of something to distract yourself from such depressing thoughts
>That creeping feeling of loneliness that is about to crush you again
>You stare at your twin size bed, tragically realizing that no other human being will ever rest in that bed
>You have to get up in 5 hours, is it even worth sleeping?
>After a long pause, you shut off the light and the anticipated wave of loneliness washes over you
>With your surroundings out of sight, you're forced to look inward
>The problem isn't your spiralling weight gain, lack of an attractive body or face
>It's your personality. You're repulsive. You're a loathesome, judgemental asshole who sees the worst in people and radiates negativity to all those who approach you
>Everyone who had shared their kindness with you was rebuked in some way by you
>You wonder if it's even possible to try to improve yourself, or if it's even worth the tremendous effort and high possiblity of failure
>You cringe, realizing what a horrible person you are from a third person perspective
>Before you even know it, you feel the dampness your old, unwashed pillow
>You must have been crying for some time, who knows when you started?
>Your entire life has led to this moment, a grown man balled up in his bed crying because the responsibilities of life were too much, and the happy parts of life were forbidden to him
>No one will ever truly love you
>No one is dependent on your existence
>You're headed on a road to nowhere, and you know God would have made himself apparent to you by now if he was really there
>Maybe, hopefully, a painless death will take you away from this suffering while you're asleep
>Fading away peacefully