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I've never had a battle with another person.
Real life confession...hoo boy. Prepare for blogshit.
I've had maybe 6 or 7 friends (not even close ones, just friends) since middle school. I'm now a sophomore in college. I live with my brother and what's left of my family still takes an interest in my existence, but I can't keep conversation with any of them. I picked my majors in college because they're things I used to like: all the activities I used to love bring me no enjoyment whatsoever now. In order to at least be somewhat interesting, I try to pretend I still like these things. I'm worried about where my life is going, scared I'll become a NEET, or worse, homeless. I keep thinking suicide might be a better option than being a leech on society and a worry for my family and 3 friends, but I can't do it because I know it's going to fuck them up. I'm too much of a fuckup to even put an end to my worthless life.
