I just can’t find any reason to live anymore. I try to be grateful for what I have because I know thousands or even millions of people have it way worse than me, but I can’t realize what I have right in front of me. I’m on the verge of failing all of my classes and I’m slowly giving up on school as well as my life. I always think about how my life will be in the future if I don’t get my shit together now, like get my grades up and whatnot. However, I also think about how I could just end it all and never have to live through it. I have no motivation for.. anything pretty much. I do have “dreams” and stuff that I aspire to be but let’s be honest, does that really happen to anyone? Okay, that does happen to some people like once in a blue moon, but I’m pretty sure that everything I want to be, will not happen. No matter how much I try or how badly I want it. But yeah, I felt like I had to get that out since I can’t really talk to anyone about these kinds of things. I hope my first post didn’t suck too bad..
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No voiceless, your post wasn’t bad at all.
I know what your going through. The worse part of a bad patch in your life can be the worry of how much it can affect your future.
I’d say reach out to someone, tell them that you need something that will give you energy to get you on a better path.
I hope one day you can put all of this behind you
I feel like if I do reach out to someone, they won’t understand me or I’ll think that I’ll just be a burden on them..
If they treat you like a burden, they’re rotten friends, and you deserve better.
Remember that.
You deserve better.
Keep reaching out until you find another hand that wants to reach back.
This reminds me of my high school years.
Right around age 16 or so.
I wasn’t failing every class, but it was obvious to my teachers that I had stopped caring.
I went from straight-A’s to about a C average.
I had no real support system for the suicide attempts back then. Just people who shamed me for it and expected me to snap out of it.
I didn’t snap out of it, exactly, but I did become an expert at hiding it, which probably isn’t good either.
Here I am, decades later.
There are good days, and there are bad days.
If I’d died at the age of 16, I would have missed out on some pretty awesome things that have happened since then, as well as some horrible things.
I’m estimating it averages out somehow.
Yeah I’m in high school right now, I’m glad to know that everything turned out alright for you
I relate to this more than you ever know. I enjoyed reading it, genuinely. I get you, a lot. I’m only 16, ending it soon feels too early, but..its too tiring.
Why don’t you go Pedal to the medal with your schooling and in trying to get your dreams accomplished and if it doesn’t work out you can always give up later on. But for now. TRY.
I find I feel better about myself having tried. I have never put my full effort into something and then regretted it later on.