It’s not as if I’m not trying, or that it’s all in my head.
Everything is whittling me away and I feel as if I will break. Fail a test, not the end of the world, I can re-take it. Just try harder, study more and it should be all right. Spend an hour and a half looking for wood for a project and finding none. Yeah that happens. Try again in the morning. The dog is hurt, it seems the neighbor’s pitbull was lurking around here last night. Not much anyone can do but clean her wounds. Was gonna go out with the family to the fair, but plans changed last minute, on top of that I have no lunch.
It all adds up. Trying to stay positive is very hard to do when all the little things wear me down. How can I? It’s hard to think that things won’t always be so difficult, that there are things worth living for when life is so painful now. Needless to say I’m feeling really bad again.
I want to live, too. I want to be happy, to be successful in school, to make progress and get ahead. But is that happiness worth it when I feel this way? I’m trying to stick it out, but I’m only human. I don’t want things to end just yet, I guess I’ll keep on trying even if I don’t want to. You never know what might happen, right?
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this sounds alot like me… except that last bit…. im fucking sick of trying