I’m 20 years old, and I lost the remaining part of my future today. I will be a college dropout.
Bullied till I was 10, being about 16 was probably the best time of my life, but did not realise it and blew it.
Had tons of friends and potential girlfriends, but noticed it too late nor did I care.
The bullying left it”s scar, making it very hard for me to let somebody take a peek inside.
For now, I never had a girlfriend, never knew what true love was, until last year.
After growing some balls for months, I tried to start a conversation with her.
She ignored me, it destroyed me inside, it scarred me.
My only sexual relationship was two years ago, lasted one day and was based on a lie.Â
For some reason I’m born a sasquatch, so I spend atleast two hours shaving my chest, belly, shoulders and back every two days.
My dad sees me as a failure, even calls me like that atleast fifty times a day, along with the remainder of the insults.
Being born with a bad spine, physical demanding work is impossible for me.
I don’t have any intrests, I don’t enjoy many things. I hate my family. Alcohol is my relieve.
My mom gave me the chance to study, I passed high school. I saw college as a spark of light.
Most of the people I met are idiots, the only people I hang with are the ones I knew in high school.
Grade wise I’m failing misserably. On my first year I failed three classes, two I managed to fix.
The spark dimmed slightly, but was not gone.
Today I recieved the results of the first semester of my second year.
I failed five out of six classes, My dad will force me to drop college if I tell him
the spark is dead.
My dad and the bullies were right.
Ill end up as a bum, kicked out by his parents.
I’ll better be off dead, trying to find painless methods to kill myself.
Preferably in the middle of nowhere, never to be found.
I just wish a metor would drop on me, right here, right now.
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I’m not much of a cheerleader but I just wanted to say I failed out of college in my 2nd year, and it was the best thing that ever happened to me. The 2 years after I failed out were probably the only “happy” years of my life. My advice to you, if you drop out, is to enjoy your freedom. Do whatever crazy ideas come to your head. Start a rock band, doesn’t matter if you suck. Draw pictures, write poetry, live in your car, waste money in creative ways. Soon enough you’ll either get roped into a set future or you’ll be dead. So enjoy your brief freedom. I did all of the above, and not a day goes by that I don’t wish I was back there with all my heart.
Screw all those people who put you down and are say nasty things. They’re not worth your time. Please don’t kill yourself, do what cyanidesofmarch says! Go crazy with whatever you can find, please do! You don’t need college to be happy, just keep searching and you will find it
“I lost the remaining part of my future today.â€
WTF is this future you lost?
The one you hoped for full of ice-cream and lollypops?
Some future where you are always hoping to be anywhere but where you are, be anyone else than who you are, well you’re already there.
The ***** goddess future doesn’t care for what you hope.
The only moments you get are the ones you have.
Your choice: play victim to your stories, live to the expectations of others, confirm their views you think they have of you, or do something different.
You’re already dead if you’re stuck in the future of hope so there isn’t anything to lose. And if you have nothing to lose you might as well work with what you have.
Lost your future, really?
You only lost hope, and what is hope? Nothing! Nothing but the desire for what might or can never be.
Hope is a ***** that keeps us waiting, always waiting for that “somethingâ€.
Never doing, no this ***** never does anything but wait, and waits with eyes closed, so even if “it†arrived we wouldn’t notice.
Don’t give in to that *****
Maybe you don’t feel big on skills, but I think you can make a difference in someone’s life, and doing that, helping others, will in time, help you yourself.
Read this, someone posted it the other day. I’m not saying you’re on your own, but there is some wisdom in it:
http://www.cracked.com/blog/6-harsh-truths-that-will-make-you-better-person/