I want to believe in this quote. I really do.
But each day in my school makes me feel that there really isn’t anything worth fighting for. I probably became less patriotic than I already was in grade school compared to now. My country is shit (but less shit perhaps than Venezuela or something).
What am I even fighting for now? Why am I pretending to care about everything when in reality, all I care about is…nothing. I just want life to end peacefully. I don’t even know what true happiness is like.
I want help. I want to drop out of school, even if I’m supposed to graduate in a few months. I want to feel happy. I want to experience happiness and contentment for extended periods of time, not like me now…