I dont know anymore...

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First Message:   I have to feel ashamed of my own pain, no matter what i do i'm always in the wrong, no matter what i say i'm always the target of the argument. I have to feel ashamed of liking some things simply because other people like other things, i have to live a monotone and numb life where every day is more or less the same because i never have someone to make it different. I have to feel ashamed of who i love, i have to constantly hear people talking about how they'd kill their son if he wasn't straight and i just have to listen while sweating bullets because im bisexual but no one knows, even who call themselves "my best friend" dont know im bi, i'm scared of even remotely talking about sexualities because if i ever come out it's not even an exaggeration to say i'll lose everyone, everything, maybe even my own life seeing how a lot of people are just straight up killed for not being straight here in Italy. Why do i always have to be the problem? Can't some otherwordly being just come to Earth and eliminate all the filth around me so i can finally be free from judgement from... Ignorant people who see life as simple as black and white and refuse to be any more complex than that. Why am I supposed to be the problem in all scenarios? Why am i the one to be pushed to the point of not wanting my life anymore simply because some dumb fucks refuse to be more open about everything. I'm ugly, incompetent, alone.

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