Why?
Why am I so unhappy?
Why can’t I appreciate what I have right now?
My dad still gambles. My brother still has a “don’t care” attitude. My mom is still always stressed. But my family isn’t what upsets me anymore. I’ve given up on getting better with my family. My school is the issue. I have friends and they’re amazing people, but for some odd reason I feel like crap. Is it because I can’t trust them? Is it just me that’s being bratty? The school I go to is a good school. Nice people, good education, pretty decent teachers. But I hate it. I hate it and when I’m reminded of it I cry. I get angry. I get upset. I want to scream. I want to run away and live in my own world. I have other friends
Only two that I actually trust. One lives close by and she makes me so happy. The other is only an online friend but he’s great. When I’m with them I’m always so happy. I’ve talked to both of them about how I felt. They tell me to talk to my mom because school shouldnt be a place where I’m unhappy. They tell me to transfer because I won’t do well if I’m always upset. So I talked to my mom. But due to a slight language barrier, I don’t think she got my message. She thinks it’s because I want to go to school with my close friend. Its not like that. I just don’t like my school. And I don’t think I’m being moody. I’m only sad when I think about school. Other than that, I’m fine.
But why is that even though I’m going to a good school and actually am able to be taught things unlike some poor children, I’m complaining about school?
Should I suck it up like my brother says?
Or should I transfer and be happy like my friends say?
I feel lost and trapped. Just the other day, I was called out by my teacher for supposedly spoiling a film we’re watching for my “friend” in the previous class period. I wanted to leave. I was embarrassed. I wanted her to believe I didn’t do anything. I just can’t go back to my happy little middle school self. I want to be happy again but it’s so difficult. I wish I could just disappear. Vanish and never come back.
I know these may seem like small things. And they kind of are. I’m sorry I can’t “man up” or “suck it up” as people say.
I’m sorry I’m upset about such a small thing when there are others going through much worse.
I’m sorry for being so weak and useless.
I’m sorry for not being independent.
I’m sorry.
8 comments
Dont be sorry all schools are tough. There is a legit argument to whether or not a good school exists in a fundamentally flawed system. I wouldn’t want to go back to school again i doubt anyone on this site who is out of school would.
Yeah I get that all schools are tough.
It’s just that I kind of liked it at my school at first and then for no reason at all, I started to hate it.
I’m not going through depression or anything similar, well possibly anxiety for other reasons, but me being upset is pretty constant nowadays and I guess venting through this site just really helps me.
Also thank you for your comment! It made me realize a few things.
Oh man I’m miserable right now but still 10 times more happy than I was back when I went to school
a self deprecating approach is plum perfect for first dates and reciprocal oration in church, but in general, in life in general, it can be quite cumbersome, no? people, normal people, 1984 people, believe it to be such a tragedy, those that fail to thrive, such a tragedy…..nope. well, yes, but much worse, far worse, is the fear of the failure to……..survive…….(phantoms are a godammed sight harder to kill than a reality, don’t u concur?) do I measure up? when I leave the room, is divine intervention the only thing keeping the rolling eyes of the masses from rolling right out of their callous and cold sockets? is there hidden disdain in the anamolies I pass in the hall? AM I GOOD ENOUGH???? Will my deepest, most sincere slice, will it be enough to cut mustard? You know. already. before asking. you are in sponge mode. you soak up knowledge. you regurgitate said knowledge….is that enuf? are you worthy? this is a crucial step, you, and the horse you came screaming in on, THIS PART MATTERS AND HAS A PROFOUND, (fuck, more than that, ‘crucial’…maybe that sums it up better?) BEARING…….O-N T-H-E R-E-ST- O-F Y-O-U-R N-AT-U-R-A-L B-O-R-N-E L-I-F-E!!!!! fucking AHHHHHHHH is rite..you should be afraid, if you weren’t, something would be wrong with you……….maybe something IS wrong with you, I don’t have a fucking inkling, as it applies to the far reaching implications of the aforementioned mental faculties……i’d attribute this completle lack of knowledge I possess on the subject to the fact that I don’t know YOU (the tao-o-u) but based on this post your gonna be okay if you’d let yourself be (far easier said….rite?) the sound of your…..effort? (for lack of a better word) echo thru the hallowed marbled halls of higher learning, will this cacophy of effort perturb the gods and twitterpate your better angels? sound off bitches! your footfalls, you spend faaaarrrrr too long in contemplation, do this part for you, because, fuck you, you do deserve it…..you fucking do, & i’ll HAPPILY find 6 ft underneath and STILL believe this, this is fact, you fucking deserve to be where you are stop 4th guessing….and you nag yourself to death, or nearly, this assumption contrived from your conspicuous presence on such a blatantly ‘Cry, WEEP, for-help-website—–what a project to commit to(tired of living, it’s fucking easy to find, no?) on all the loudspeakers, you hear how hard it is to put faith in GOD ABOVE, although they tell you that you must…..and they speak the truth, it IS hard…..but far harder still, by many a cluttered mile, is it hard to find the strength to have faith in yourself…..if you read this, and I am already dead, I hope you can find solace in these words, and i’ll tell your SPH teacher to back of from heaven….loololoo
I don’t really understand what you’re trying to say right now?
Though I assume it’s something comforting.
simplified; good. that means you’re not tooo far gone…’1984′ Ray Bradbury….think “Big Brother is Watching”….i.e. most ppl wouldn’t understand that fear of failure can be far worse than failing……which is what it sounds like to me, ms. insomniac…..you find yourself at a crux….you ARE, in fact, blessed. (am I the 1st to point this out? hope not) but you doubt whether or weather not you are worthy…..(hope that pun didn’t sail overhead)…I LITERALLY spelled out my sentiments, so if you don’t grasp the who;e meaning, it’s not you……it’s me…..enunciation is impossible via keeboard…I cannot elocute any clearer
People bring you down because their happiness is shaky, if they are happy at all, “suck it up” is just an hasty answer of someone who feels like he/she is in a good place and it means “don’t contaminate me with your negativity”, he/she is also just clinging to his/her happiness. We live in a sick society, people are running away instead of being in the moment, they prefer the superficial instead of the authentic. Read power of now from eckhart tolle. I would say transfer, but then again it might not solve your problem, the new school might also suck. If you are a girl, you might think that I am a perv or a creep, if you are a guy, you might think I am gay or weird, in that case I’m sorry that I made you feel uncomfortable. I love all of you, simply because you exist. If it would make you feel better, I would hug you, every single one of you. We are humans after all, we need eachother. We all might think that we are pieces of shit but we can be of value for eachother simply by hugging and crying together and comforting eachother. I’m tearing up as I am writing this haha, scratch that I’m crying like a fountain