how many of you would join it?

(I would essentially upload my WIPs and other such things there for possible feedback)

Them: "Where do see yourself in five years?"

Me: "Hopefully seeing my music being used alongside that guy playing the flaming piano on a beach, and posted spontaneously by someone I've never spoken to on the internet."

Them "...What?"

If you're genuinely worried about being a bad person, you're already better than most people.

If you self-identify as a "Sigma", you're not a Sigma.

They don't have time to brag about it; they're too busy being one.

My brain got the best of me today, but I'm alive; that's all that matters. I'll be okay today. Probably calling out of work tomorrow to give myself three offdays.

I have these moments of high-stress where there is nowhere to scream or cry properly, so my body just weakens, collapses, and disconnects entirely from everything. I don't know what this feeling is, but it has happened in the past.

Sorry to take up the Frontpage with this,

but I genuinely need someone to talk to.

I'm at my limit.

I was having such a good time composing music today only to realize I had to go to work and the usual depression kicks in. I don't wanna do this anymore. I really don't. I'm 30 years old and a fucking failure with no papers to my name; I feel sometimes like I'm gonna be stuck in this job for the rest of my life. Why try anyway? It's only a matter of time when a mistake comes back to haunt me even though I am not that mistake anymore. I don't get it anymore. I just don't get it. I wanna be free from my past, but I just can't... and I'm sitting here having to vent about it online cause therapists are about the only thing more useless than me.

It's honestly disappointing to me. I don't wanna be angry, but I am. I'm bitter at how hopeless it seems for me to be genuinely okay in life. I feel like I've only experienced a single week this whole year where I was high-on-life, the rest has felt forced mostly... My brain is so uncomfortable, I'm tired of my job, I wanna unexist most of the time. I dunno... I just want a soundproof chamber to scream in.

They don't care about that cringe thing you did years ago, and anybody who does is an even bigger loser than you are. You'll be ok.