“Don't Die,” but is it worth it to me
I've asked this question before.
I'm already tired of studying for the civil service exam.
I don't think I should be a job-hunting ronin and have such a weak voice, but after all, I think I'm a person “not needed by society.”
It's only been 3 months since I started going to a prep school to pass the civil service exam, and while I think there's still more, it's hard not being able to see where to go.
I think I'll die if I don't get a job again.
Death is always on my mind and it's painful.
There is also a mental disability certificate.
Even in between doing office work as a part-time job, I get depressed thinking, “Can't I do such simple things that are necessary for society?” (I'm not making a big mistake)
That is because I said it myself, but in general, I graduated from the former Imperial University (in the humanities) with good grades, and even so I couldn't get a job, and even though people around me went to “good places,” I am the only one struggling to become anything and not even solve simple questions in the civil service exam is very ugly.
I actually planned to commit suicide if I didn't get a job.
I've been working hard at university and in my club to do that.
My family environment deteriorated quite a bit during job hunting, and it seems that my mental state was on the verge of compulsory hospitalization, so it may be a miracle that I'm still alive.
“Desire death” was written on the mental disability certificate.
I also have a feeling that I want to be told to “die” as soon as possible, die, or be told by someone “I did my best, so I don't have to do anything” and live without doing anything.
But with that, I can't get back the amount of trouble I've caused to people around me or worried about my mother and grandmother until now.
I'm filled with a sense of guilt. I'm definitely not a nice person. He's a really bad person.
My self-harm should have healed, but I hit the back of my hand many times with a bottle last week, and when I noticed it, I had a terrible bruise.
I cut my arm before, so it's still better, but I'm scared when I think I'll go back to that.
I'm so scared that day by day will go by. I have nothing to look forward to right now, and I don't think I should take it.
For the next few weeks, there will be something like a mock exam for a subject I'm not good at. It's scary. Your points will determine whether you live or die, so
Of course, I have extreme ideas, and I don't think I'll die again.
But it's very scary. I think I'm completely incompetent and have simply harmed those around me.
They seem to be asking me to go back to studying without doing this, so I'm going back to studying.
