The Empty Life of a Dying Man
6/11/2025, 8:24:11 PM No.935641194
I'm too sad to think about what I want to say right now.
Made my own x64 kernel, made a computer with TTL logic in highschool, got super into binary exploitation and hardware reverse engineering, all because I was genuinely exited and interested back then. But apparently none of that is enough. No one will hire me, I'm a senior in college now.
HR can smell that I'm struggling, so they stay away. Ironically, I'm struggling because I can't get a job, or any positive feedback of any sort. No signs that I can "make it". I just want to work in a way that shows progress, and live a comfortable life.
College has consumed all my time so I haven't been doing anything since. I can only talk about my achievements when I was in community college/high school. I have no friends, my partner doesn't enjoy sexual contact, all my professors think I'm lazy (I work harder then 99% to get 1% of the performance) and I never get any positive feedback.
I think my childhood emotional neglect has made me inhuman. Society can't support all types, and I'm a weed-out. All my attempts to improve are shut down. I feel like a baby bird who needed too much, and pushed out of its nest; I wasn't supposed to get older.
I'm not even the kind of person that gives into despair. I've been trying, *hard*, but it just doesn't take me anywhere.
I guess I have no reason to post this, it'll probably get taken down.
Dying is just really, really lonely
Made my own x64 kernel, made a computer with TTL logic in highschool, got super into binary exploitation and hardware reverse engineering, all because I was genuinely exited and interested back then. But apparently none of that is enough. No one will hire me, I'm a senior in college now.
HR can smell that I'm struggling, so they stay away. Ironically, I'm struggling because I can't get a job, or any positive feedback of any sort. No signs that I can "make it". I just want to work in a way that shows progress, and live a comfortable life.
College has consumed all my time so I haven't been doing anything since. I can only talk about my achievements when I was in community college/high school. I have no friends, my partner doesn't enjoy sexual contact, all my professors think I'm lazy (I work harder then 99% to get 1% of the performance) and I never get any positive feedback.
I think my childhood emotional neglect has made me inhuman. Society can't support all types, and I'm a weed-out. All my attempts to improve are shut down. I feel like a baby bird who needed too much, and pushed out of its nest; I wasn't supposed to get older.
I'm not even the kind of person that gives into despair. I've been trying, *hard*, but it just doesn't take me anywhere.
I guess I have no reason to post this, it'll probably get taken down.
Dying is just really, really lonely
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