I am throwing away my anonymity for the first, and last time anons. My name is....and I am of an age I will not disclose here because of...rules. I was meant to be someone. I grew up in a privileged household. I grew up with everything most kids dreamed of or did not have. I grew up with loving parents. I grew up with loving siblings. And, because I have given up, I am throwing it all away. It seems insensitive, and that is exactly what it is. I know some of you will hate me, and I do not blame you. I can understand that some of you will say, “good.” Or be more vulgar in some, if not, most cases. I do not blame you. I can understand some of you say I still can have a future. It is the good nature of your humanity that says this, and it is a humble service, not a gesture, I do not deserve. Why, you may ask? I have had the inability to answer the truth of my actions when pinned to the wall. And I have failed once more to where I (and many, many others) cannot forgive me for doing it. I cold-heartedly hurt people who loved me. I betrayed their trust and several others. They believe everything I have done is criminal, and unforgiving. I do not blame them. I...am sorry. I do not want you to forgive me. I do not expect anything like that, at all, from here of all places. I ask that you know and share whatever will happen to me and to share my story. I do not want your pity. I do not want your forgiveness. I am unworthy of all good, but deserving of all evils. I am sorry, there is no point in trying to save a lost soul, but I love you /b/rothers. I went here, where mistakes I foolishly made can be accepted for what they are. And much more joy, or sadness. I’ve been here for 5+ years, and I have enjoyed them. They were some of the most funniest scenes in my life. I will not forget it. For any /b/rothers who print this post are welcome to my funeral; a ticket if you will, if my family decides to host one.
I hurt everyone who cared for me. Because....... I dont know
You have no use if you're dead. If you are alive, you can go on with your life, and repair the mistakes that you made. It's not about of deserve or not deserve life, is about fucking doing something with it
I decided to betray my family's trust, and I fucked up. I signed things I shouldn't have, and while they did not lose anything, they didn't approve of it. I had chances while my other colegues did not have the,.
chance. I used my family to my advantage because I didn't care. I didn't give a fuck about them. I committed forgery, I ruined the reputation of my work, when I should've been fired on the spot.
they make it seem like I have no future, and that what I have done is criminal level. Scum of the Earth bad.
>be undisclosed age
>decide to be a faggot
>the ultimate of faggots
>the most unforgivable
>sign up for program, not job
>supposed to give me a bright future
>second chance from fucking up in school
>That's how I saw it
>decide to fuck it up once more for not caring
>like a faggot
>I get caught with my pants down, crying
>forged signature saying my parents saw grades
>they did not
>given a second chance b/c mom has cancer
>admin doing it for her, not me
>do it once more, the next semester
>parents are disappointed in me
>I asked if they love me still
>they said nothing
>Now on here in secrecy
If your parents don't forgive you at some point, they're shit heads. Look man, you may have done some fucked up shit, but I can guarantee that when you sit back and realize that making mistakes and fucking things up is all a part of the human experience, and that some day you'll literally think "huh, that was fucking stupid of me. Oh well, good think I won't make that mistake again." you'll be happy you didn't fucking off yourself. Own up to your mistake, and be a fucking man.
Okay, so what? Realistically, no one deserves anything. Some people are just more fortunate than others. Your privileged life only happened by chance. Don't act like fate is somehow your own fault.
Okay, and you realize that now. Why aren't you realizing that coming to grips with the fact that you messed up and know what to fix is a good thing? Welcome to life, anon. Get used to it. Don't quit.
What kind of motivation is it knowing that I will live for the rest of my life off of a mistake I made? I ca't fix it. I was giving a shit when it was too late. And I quote my teacher,
"you fucked up anon. You're out of luck now."
No, you fucking retard, you're shit out of luck in this particular instance. One fucking mistake doesn't equal LMAO XDDDDDD LIFE OVER HAHAHAHAHHAA you stupid ass nigger. Get a fucking grip homie.
Is it their life to judge? No.
If you someday decide to give a shit, is it possible you could make life worth living? Of course.
Quit being angsty, melodramatic Faggot, get drunk or something cathartic, and face the day when it dawns.
This pressure is from myself, and me having to deal with these consequences. The reasons I have i prefer to keep to myself but at this point, brothers should know. I am feeling the burn from playing with fire to put it more...understandably.