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Cake day: February 23rd, 2025

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  • Thank you for sharing. That’s the hard part. I don’t know what I want, because I genuinely don’t know if success is possible for me. I really don’t believe in myself and I feel like it’s already too late for me to achieve anything. I know I don’t want to be in this country but I feel guilty leaving my parents and grandparents behind. Also I don’t really know if I would be happier elsewhere. Yes I would have a better environment, with clean air and nicer nature and better public transportation. But would that stuff even be worth it if I have literally no one, and have to work all the time in some super replaceable role where the boss will make sure I know it? I mean, not like I have anyone here apart from my parents and grandparents, who I barely get along with. But it still provides me with some sense of security or support. I think it I had a friend or two it would probably help. I feel so afraid alone, not being able to share anything with anyone. Can’t share stuff with my family. This current life is nightmarefuel. Of course tons of people have it worse but compared to my quality of life before, this is appalling, horrifying, nightmarish. I feel like someone that landed in some post apocalyptic planet, or like the movie Idiocracy. It’s exactly what I feel like, some kind of alien here and I’m gonna go insane having absolutely nobody who agrees with me or understands. Like there is no one in this entire country who understands. But it’s not even that that is the problem, it’s the fact that any time I share something about how I feel it’s met with anger, resistance, or dismissiveness. I mean someone doesn’t have to understand to offer support, but they do have to have some semblance of empathy.



  • What do you mean, like I should have more reasons that the ones listed in the comment? I don’t have anything tying me here except my parents being here. I don’t get along with them super well but I still care about them. I lived apart for them for several years before though (in different countries).

    That’s the other thing though, I don’t know if I can decide what the best plan is for me for the next few years. I really do feel paralyzed about it. Im afraid to take risks now, it just seems so scary and fatal as I’m getting older. Like if I make the wrong choice I’ve basically ruined my life, because I’m running out of time to make something of myself.