It's okay.

Go ahead and vent. I'm not going to stop you.

I'm venting out my issues and the fact that I see that everyone has it worse than I do. I think I'm also crying for everyone else... I'm sorry for what this world has done to all of you...

Of course, I'm probably just like others who have felt like me and people probably think I'm no different than those others.

What do they call that? Trust issues?

If I was offered to travel to some alternate dimension to live out the rest of my life and finally happy, I'll take it. But I'm prone to being tricked so I end up finding it hard to believe anyone.

But, I'm stuck in this world. I cannot find a way out of it while still being alive.

But even death wouldn't give me any peace to my suffering. It'll just prolong it...

I should have been better off dead.

I didn't ask to have Asperger Syndrome. I didn't ask for a lonely childhood. I didn't ask to live in a world full of hateful people.

Ever wanted to just seek revenge upon the ones that wronged you? Because I want that every single day since my existence is miserable.

If you're all here and seeing my messages before they fade. Just say anything.

I made friends on Discord in 2019. Because my fucking childhood was fucking lonely!

Discord is undergoing dystopic changes, threats of fines and going public.

I should never have lived to see 2025.

By the way, it's me who's bottling things up.

Ever get to a point where you're bottling up so much anger that you're even bottling up what spills out? Only a matter of time before the bottle explodes.

As it appears.

I'm the one in light blue.

I'm still typing.

How many of you see my message?

Who is around?