The meaning of living in trash
Nice to meet you.
I work as an SE in Alassar.
I'm an only child and have parents (both retired) in the countryside.
I don't understand the meaning of being alive anymore.
The cause is that my parents are urging me to get married, and I'm a helpless person.
I've been tired since I was a kid, and I didn't wake up in the morning, didn't eat food, and didn't sleep at night. (It hasn't changed much even now, so it's “just rubbish” to be exact. (I doze off a lot)
It seemed like there was just bad luck, and I didn't have to be a second year ronin until I left graduate school and got a job at my current workplace.
Thanks to my parents, I wasn't even dependent on scholarships.
When I got a job, I thought the degree of waste would be even worse if I lived at home for the rest of my life, so I left my hometown.
My father was told that he wanted me to get a job in his hometown, get married, and have children, but he didn't like all of that, so he stubbornly left his hometown.
(I helplessly hate kids. I just can't stand that screaming voice. (I am aware that I am a minority)
Just let them give out the money, so it's not anyone other than the worst.
I was wondering if I could still put up with marriage due to the impossibility of having children, so I joined a marriage agency this year.
I'm being asked about the details of my activities by email one by one, so I'm answering them, but they say a lot about the man I've never met or talked to.
I didn't feel that bad from my point of view, but it's probably just that I'm terribly sluggish.
Then I couldn't get along with anyone, and it's already October.
I know if I don't get married, I won't be satisfied, but I'm already exhausted.
At the same time, I can no longer feel that things I had enjoyed until now are enjoyable, and watching and listening to them has become a hassle.
I've been a fan of celebrities since I was in middle school, but now it's too bad to watch. Even though I like that celebrity so much that it's not an exaggeration to say that what I like = my identity.
I've been going to the hospital since high school, and I feel like it's gotten even worse around this time.
Even though I'm so aware of my flaws, I'm so ugly that I don't try to fix them.
It's so despicable that I can't help but want to just squat in my room the whole time.
I hate myself for not being able to do anything good for my parents and not being able to work hard.
What is the point of living a life where you can't do filial piety?
I'm sorry for the long ramble.
