My whole life people were breaking me more and more. Abusive parents (both different kinds), bullying since 9 years old, people who I had close just leaving me out of the blue. My family even though they say I'm smart they treat me like a retarded 5 year old never letting me express opinion on something bigger than school. Suffering from maladaptive daydreaming to the point I got trapped to that imaginary world. It's been 5 years and resently I started getting out of my house for none necessity reasons. That doesn't mean that things got better, I'm suicidal and I'm afraid I won't eat cake for my 30th birthday. I don't fucking know how to function like an adult, phone calls are a nightmare the bus is a torture cheinber. And on top of all that my family is poor. Too poor for mental health help

Some times I'm on the verge of crying like a baby. Screaming and crying my lungs out but that being everybody's problem but mine, people trying to understand what happened but me not replying because I cry because everything is shit and I can't take it any more. Adult? More like 3 kids in a treanch coat and the pilot is a baby.