I'm 22 years old, getting my college education paid for, living with my parents, have a stable job, and okay friends. Everything I do for myself I know is either what I want to do or what is best for me. Yet the first and last thought that crosses my mind everyday is about how and why I want to kill myself. I have by no means lived an inhumane life, yet I feel like a victim of severe abuse. I'm almost scared to make any move for fear of something being used against me or to make fun of me somehow. None of my family or friends ever seem to listen to what I have to say, and if they do listen they choose to ignore it. I'm not really great at anything, just mediocre at everything I can. When I try to tell people this they tell me that tomorrow is another day, and I respond in the morning to that cliche with, "Oh great, today is ANOTHER day" It is made worse by the fact that the one person I can talk to refuses to talk back for reasons I don't know, and it kills me inside to think that he wants nothing to do with me. You can seen now that my problems are miniscule compared to someone elses, but nonetheless, every day is incredibly painful to live through. | |
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