Ruined Plans

I was going to kill myself. I was going to just jump off a cliff in my home town. I had the gut to do it too. But my mom cancelled my fucking flight to my hometown.

I was so happy that I was going to see my family before I died. I didn’t want to see my adoptive mom before I killed myself, but she had to mess everything up. I hoped for a miracle that would stop me from killing myself, but not THIS. I wanted something happy to make me feel good and second guess my plans. But she cancelled my flight.

I really hate her now. All this Boston Bombing stuff has her shaken up. Its not like I don’t care, it’s that I was finally going to get away from all of that. We have the money, but my mom still won’t let me. I give up. I refuse to kill myself in St. Louis. It sounds snobbish, but this place isn’t good enough. I wanted to see my real family before I die. God damn that woman.

I was finally going to be dead! Why can’t I ever finish my plans?!