I’m a freshman in highschool already having the career thing. My family’s hope weighs too much. The pressure’s giving me a hard time to breath. I think i’m having suicidal thoughts from my elementary school or earlier idk. I am enjoying life, at least on my face. I don’t hate life. It’s actually a beautiful thing. I just hate myself, that’s all. Whining over, over, over and over how weak i am. I can’t even handle the tiniest bit of adult life. I thought i had to change my weak-willedness. But i realised it all happened because i don’t have the drive to do something. […]
