Its only time until an empty shell will crack.

Several years ago, I made a pact with myself that I would hold on for the sake of people who had cared enough to get me out of a bad situation. I told myself to focus on school, and that by the time I graduated, I may have started wanting to live again. The issue is, I’m looking at finishing soon, and I was with these people today. I know no matter what happens I will never completely regain my what’s left of my mind, and I tried to prevent hurting the few people I care about, but I just got the feeling, not for the first time, that they no longer wanted anything to do with me, and I cannot figure out if I can die now With out worrying…or if it is just wishful dreaming…