So you've given up. You're okay with dying young, and you let everybody know it.
You smoke weed like it's a contest. You drink during the day. Maybe you're morbidly obese.
You've cultivated an identity as someone who laughs at health. You say, "I don't care," like a mantra, but that's not true, is it?
What do you care about? Not being uncomfortable. You're squishy and terrified of the mundane discomforts of real life. You care about not being bored.
It's time to stop being a little bitch. Do it for the other people in your life. You only think you hate them because their concern makes you feel uncomfortable about being selfish.
Stop complaining. Suffer with quiet dignity. Life is about everyone, not just you.