I was about 12 or 13 Fromaround age 5-11 we had a bunch of kids in the neighborhood , lots of kids about 2-3 years older than me. We (so I thought) were like family. Ffwd a couple years and they all ghosted me. Around that time I realized my parents were involved with their own lives, they loved me sure I guess, but they really didn't know or care what was going on in my life. Then I realized nobody really gives a shit about anyone. That's tough for a kid, 4+ decades later it still kinda fucks with my mind
I think I need a punching bag or something. I'm constantly angry every day. From the moment I wake up to when I go to bed, I'm just ready to punch everyone I see. I can't help it. I'm going through a lot of bullshit with work, personal problems, money problems, landlord problems, neighbors pissing me off with their excessively loud cars they start every morning, dogs barking, neighbors fighting, shitty drivers, constant crime, lack of sex, no girlfriend, rising costs of food and everything else - I'm on the verge of going completely insane from constant stress and irritation. I can't take it anymore and my mental health is seriously deteriorating.
