I keep lurking social media accounts owned by youngshits to torture myself.
It's all my fault. I could have started DIY in my mid teens if I actually bothered to think about that, but I didn't. I could've told someone about the thoughts and maybe gotten the treatment I needed, even though that would be almost impossible to happen. What matters is that I never tried, and now I rot, because the time has already passed me by.
I deserve this fate, and I need to get over it.