This is a long story, but, I’ll tell it. I’m 15 years old. I tried suicide numerous times. I am obsessing over a girl. You see, I started liking her in last year, and it started out as a physical attraction. Then, it turned into something else. The school year ended. Over the summer, she was all I thought about. If I was out with people, I didn’t care about what was happening there, I cared about what this girl was doing. I stayed awake most nights thinking of her. The next school year came around. I asked her out, she rejected me, of course, being that we never talked. I wasn’t taking no for an answer. I got creepy and started to follow her around. Seeing her put me in a good mood, and I was hoping to get her to notice me, and have a conversation with her. I know I was creepy with her, and she wants a restraining order now. Every day I have mental breakdowns because of her. I cut, almost committed suicide, as I mentioned before. Someone told her I was like this over her, and she replied “It’s really not my problem” and I know but I just want to talk to her once fo. Closure. But that’s not happening, sI it actually looks like my death is certain Within the week.
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Who knows, perhaps you might be able to date that girl, but if you kill yourself you’ll never know if you ever would’ve dated her. And killing yourself doesn’t guarantee that you’ll be put out of your misery. Why don’t you scream out to God, any God, to help you?
Amazing how another person can grab a hold of our lives, bend, twist, squeeze the life out of us until we’re a bleeding throbbing mass of neurons. What is that? How does that even happen? How did they slither into our every thoughts until it’s all we see, taste, feel, smell, think about? Fucked if I know the answer.
We talked. Her harsh feelings toward me have faded, and she wants to talk again. In case any of you were wondering