TCaireneahmed

 In 19th of April 2019 I was working with my dad when I felt a mild cramp in my hand muscles.  I panicked and thought that I had masculer dystrohy. My three cousins do have it. It's probably carried in my family genes.  I remember that I lived a very hard time since then believing that I am a crippled man by the coming few years. It was horrible. I was practicing sports during that time around 5 times a week.  I couldn't imagine myself losing my abilities and strength.  Days passed by and I was at home with my homemate. He was introvert and big on deep thinking.  He said I believe you are INTJ just like me; "I am an INTJ" I said OK whatever it is! I didn't much care. Days passed by and I started to get into a series of hardships. Lack of communication, lack of interest in people, social anxiety, low self esteem. Actually no self esteem at all. I decided to take the persoality test and the result was that I am INTJ. The guy was right. I started to know more ...

Words will remain words — in here above the pages and the bright screens written just to be read or told later to a friend - whatever it makes you feel it won’t change anything.  You can think about things in your head and that is all about it. The more I live the more I despise life, it is disgusting. People are pathetic, needy, and cruel. The feeling you have; feeling like a king who owns his/her own world is because of the people you have around you. Without them you can achieve NOTHING. We are needy, pathetic, pitiable.  Hey? Why do you say this?  It is free world!! I can say whatever I please!  You are an asshole!!  I know that! Thanks for the reminder I almost forgot.  So, the more I live the more I see no reason to speak! No reason to communicate with people! Or even if I did! I discover that it was not necessary. And this is the real dilemma. If you felt that way you will end up depressed and lonely.  People need to enjoy small talk. People sho...