The fact that I'm being told that I mental issues hurts. I've had mental issues since I was a dumbass kid, thanks to my so-called parents, people who I thought were friends, and so on. So here is a list of all the mental issues I apparently have: I love someone, I want to be with one of my favorite ex's, I am always horny, I'm homeless, I have no friends, I'm always alone, no one understands me, no one accepts who I am, I have no one to turn to that, and maybe the biggest issue I have is the fact that I'm human and I'm alive. All of that can't be passed off as a mental issue, it just can't. And if it is, why? Why is it my fault that turned into a shit show? So going by list, the fact that I find myself loving someone who makes me happy and wanting to be with them should be a very good thing for me because I DON'T have anything good in my life other than my job. To me, if I can't love and be with one of my favorite ex's then I WILL NOT be with anyone else because my heart CANNOT take anymore pain and suffering. Cause each time I love someone, I lose them, and I just won't go through the motions of being with someone and hung up on someone who makes me happier than anyone can. Next is the fact that I'm horny, other than that being a physical problem because I don't have anyone that I'm able to be intimate with, there's nothing I can do about it. It's not my fault that I'm waiting to be with the one person that I want to be with and have something real. So I don't know what to say about it. The fact that I'm homeless is a whole other story that I won't get into. No friends, it's just that, no friends to turn to in my time of need, just a bunch of people who wishes they help. The ones I might have, is my favorite ex and two others who act like a couple and spend more time with with themselves and me whenever they think about me. Case in point, after I see the bus heading downtown, they hit me up wanting me to meet up with them. They'll pay for an uber for them but not me. Currently, I could have been somewhere warm and stoned and wouldn't be writing this if they had found me a ride. All I got was a "sorry bro." Then as for always being alone with no one understand me or to accept me for me with no one to turn to, sure that could be a mental issue cause I've had no one to open up to, no best friend who knows me inside and out has actually fucked me over royal. The only friends I had were always at school and they never came over to hang out with me like real friends. The Times that I did have people over was when my shitty mother wasn't around. But we never inside watching movies or playing video games like I wanted only cause they couldn't stay or my shitty mother would say no. So I don't know what to say about being human or about being alive, it just doesn't seem like I should be. I feel like I'm being punished for it. What did I do, dear God pleased forgive me for what I did or anything and everything cause I'm too lost looking for light. What the fuck is a fucking psychologist gonna do or say about any of this, how are they supposed to help me live or keep living? Not even therapist can help me. So I just look up and ask for the simplest of things and forgiveness for my shitty life and I still get nothing. Who the fuck is supposed to be on my side through this mess. Why can't I ever seem to get anything right? But instead of feeling better, I'm crying my eyes out over being a worthless, pathetic, loser with absolutely nothing to my name. I just want my God sent Angel back, my favorite ex, why did I have to lose her? đđđđ