JayQueer
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Some of you guys know me from some of the other forums. I try to keep my personal life private but I cannot take this anymore.
I just cannot take this anymore.
Over the last several years, my life has completely crumbled. Now, here I am, in my late twenties, and I have no clue if my life is even worth living. I'm broke, thousands of dollars in debt with student loans, and I don't have any idea what my future holds, or even if it is worth living.
Several years ago, my life was different. I graduated from undergraduate college at the top of my class, and I got into the top graduate schools in the U.S. I knew exactly what my professional goals and personal goals were. Things were going well. My parents were very proud of me as well.
I think I always knew I was gay, but I was good at suppressing it. Being so deeply closeted, I don't think that I ever thought about the discrimination & challenges that openly gay people face. But I did keep a safe distance away from anyone who was effeminate or openly gay, because I didn't want other people to think I was gay too.
I have said before that I am virgin, and I have talked about "saving myself" for the right man. The truth is that I am not really a virgin. My first sexual experience with a man was not due to my choosing -- he raped me, while brandishing a knife.
Part of me died that night.
Not only did I have to face the medical consequences (HIV meds for a month, getting tested), there was the emotional aftermath, and depression that followed. In the aftermath, I was forced to confront that I was gay. Suddenly seeing the amount of discrimination and hatred that gay people endure became impossible for me to ignore, knowing that I was one of them.
My grades in graduate school plummeted and I failed multiple courses as I lost interest in them. Everything that made sense before, seemed to not to make sense. Even though there were a few openly gay & lesbian students in my class, I felt like I couldn't connect with them either. They were much more at ease with their personal sexuality and seemed genuinely interested in grad school. As for me, on the other hand, I no longer had any passion or interest in grad school.
Seeing my classmates pass me by & get their degrees and careers, made me even more depressed. My parents, who started developing health problems, blamed their stress and declining health on my failures in school.
In the midst of all of this, I joined JUB, hoping to find other people out there somewhat like me. And yet even here, I feel worthless. I often spar with several people on this site, mostly over political issues. But the truth is, I wish I was lucky enough to find someone special and have a committed relationship. I wish I was lucky enough to be one of those gay guys who seems to have everything -- a good career and future, as well as a satisfying personal life.
Instead, I'm just a fat ugly pathetic Indian gay man who at 28 has no future.
I have lost my desire to live.
I've been living with my parents (as I'm broke & in debt), but I asked to visit some relatives in Dallas. On the flight here, I literally prayed that the plane would have some kind of malfunction & crash, at least ending my misery. When I got here, I decided instead to check into a truck-stop motel in a small town in Texas. Now I sit here alone contemplating the least painful way to end it all.
Don't let this happen to you.
I just cannot take this anymore.
Over the last several years, my life has completely crumbled. Now, here I am, in my late twenties, and I have no clue if my life is even worth living. I'm broke, thousands of dollars in debt with student loans, and I don't have any idea what my future holds, or even if it is worth living.
Several years ago, my life was different. I graduated from undergraduate college at the top of my class, and I got into the top graduate schools in the U.S. I knew exactly what my professional goals and personal goals were. Things were going well. My parents were very proud of me as well.
I think I always knew I was gay, but I was good at suppressing it. Being so deeply closeted, I don't think that I ever thought about the discrimination & challenges that openly gay people face. But I did keep a safe distance away from anyone who was effeminate or openly gay, because I didn't want other people to think I was gay too.
I have said before that I am virgin, and I have talked about "saving myself" for the right man. The truth is that I am not really a virgin. My first sexual experience with a man was not due to my choosing -- he raped me, while brandishing a knife.
Part of me died that night.
Not only did I have to face the medical consequences (HIV meds for a month, getting tested), there was the emotional aftermath, and depression that followed. In the aftermath, I was forced to confront that I was gay. Suddenly seeing the amount of discrimination and hatred that gay people endure became impossible for me to ignore, knowing that I was one of them.
My grades in graduate school plummeted and I failed multiple courses as I lost interest in them. Everything that made sense before, seemed to not to make sense. Even though there were a few openly gay & lesbian students in my class, I felt like I couldn't connect with them either. They were much more at ease with their personal sexuality and seemed genuinely interested in grad school. As for me, on the other hand, I no longer had any passion or interest in grad school.
Seeing my classmates pass me by & get their degrees and careers, made me even more depressed. My parents, who started developing health problems, blamed their stress and declining health on my failures in school.
In the midst of all of this, I joined JUB, hoping to find other people out there somewhat like me. And yet even here, I feel worthless. I often spar with several people on this site, mostly over political issues. But the truth is, I wish I was lucky enough to find someone special and have a committed relationship. I wish I was lucky enough to be one of those gay guys who seems to have everything -- a good career and future, as well as a satisfying personal life.
Instead, I'm just a fat ugly pathetic Indian gay man who at 28 has no future.
I have lost my desire to live.
I've been living with my parents (as I'm broke & in debt), but I asked to visit some relatives in Dallas. On the flight here, I literally prayed that the plane would have some kind of malfunction & crash, at least ending my misery. When I got here, I decided instead to check into a truck-stop motel in a small town in Texas. Now I sit here alone contemplating the least painful way to end it all.
Don't let this happen to you.



Sometimes, people aren't as bad as I imagine them to be.







