I’ve went through my whole life feeling like I was different from everyone else. I knew I was smarter than the grades I got through every grade of school. When I went to college I failed out in two semesters. I just have nomotivation to do anything and it seems like it gets worse as time goes on. I can’t find a job because I have criminal history, so I’m leaching off of my dad. The fact that no one else my age is in the position I am makes me feel like I’m lagging behind, destined to fail. Most of the time I barely have energy to get out of bed and shower or eat. The one girl I thought would be with me through everything is gone, a five year waste of life. All I have learned in life so far is that some people are just made to suceed and others like me are defective. We slip in and out of peoples lives without them seeming to care. Eventully the mask that you use starts to blur and you don’t. Know who you are anymore. I’ve learned that the world is a harsh place where the main focus is yourself. No one is sincere and few care about the values they apear to have. I think that it would be my duty to prevent more problems that would be caused in other peoples lives by having to come in contact with me. So many so calledfriends and family are always happier when I’m not around. Even when I am they just ignore me or tease me. I don’t want to deal with this thing people call life if all it is is pain and suffering with a few moments of satisfaction to string you along and try to keep you from offiing yourself.
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I’d like to talk to you…there would be an age difference, which I’m not sure if you’d be okay with, but if you would like to talk, drop me a line at Jessica-castle@hotmail.com
If you don’t message me, please just don’t give up…I know it feels like life isn’t worth it, but believe me, it is…I promise.
Sounds sort of like my friend who killed himself last summer. Every day I feel like complete shit for not showing him how much he meant to all of us (his friends). We just took him for granted and never realized that he needed us to be closer to him, not just always joking around. I’m sure your friends love and appreciate you. At the very least, talk to them about it before you kill yourself. I would literally do anything to be able to go back and have a serious conversation with him with the knowledge that he was suicidal. I just wish I was a better friend, because I do love him so fucking much. Please give the people in your life a chance. Maybe they haven’t been perfect but they care.
I know exactly how you feel. When i read your post, i was “oh my gosh that’s me!” I still feel that way, and it does get worse when time goes on.