foxflyer
July 5th, 2011, 08:53 PM
My life so far has been not so great.
The difference in my life probably began when I was 8 and my parents divorced and my mother and my two sisters moved across the state leaving what little friends I had and a large portion of my family behind. After about a year, we moved again, but this time within the city that we were in, but because of the move we all had to change schools, which forced me to break ties again. Finally about 5 years ago, we moved to where we are now. I have had very few friends in nearly all places that I have been, for a large portion of my life after the divorce, my mother as a single parent was struggling to keep us kids afloat.
When my mother met my now step-dad, I pushed him out of my mind entirely as a person that would only do harm to this already fractured family. So from about 8-12 I didn't really have much of a father figure in my life except for our bi-weekly visits with my father. To this day, I can't really feel myself building a stable relationship with my step-dad, for reasons I really can't understand at the moment.
After we finally settled where we are today, I began to try and build friendships with others that had similar interests as me, but as a new kid on the block, that was a little harder than I could imagine at that point in time. I had a few friends here and there who I have had at least a little contact with, to this day, whether it be on Facebook, Twitter or other means, and more that I couldn't maintain most likely due to my anti-social/shy nature and other factors. Throughout high school, I had more developments of friendship than I had probably ever in my life, except with family.
My anti-sociablity (word?) was probably in part of myself questioning my sexuality, which, at least to some of my online friends, and now to all that read this, is most definitely gay. I never felt strong enough to come out with it with anyone that I met in person and even to my family, for fear of negative reprocussions whatever they may be. Even to this day no one knows my true feelings to those of my same gender. This was especially hard in high school, with my developing friendships, I felt this barrier that was between me and this one person who I felt was awesome and nothing like I have ever felt before in my life, but was afraid to act on it again for fear of it getting out and me getting ridiculed by my whole society that I had contact with. So I glided through high school with sadly no really memorable moments except my first days and my last day, and to this day I regret that the most, as I will never get to experience the days of high school again.
Another factor in my social problems would have to be my addiction to video games and tv. Oh the hours that I have spent and the money that I have wasted on petty things such as those, if I could meet myself years ago, I would have beat myself up for even using these as a crutch in life. But, the silver lining that I would have to put with this would be that I have met others online that I would not normally have met, and learned that there are others out there like me and that I am not totally alone in this world. And those friends that I have met have pointed me to this great community and the fight that gays are still fighting against all the ignorance of the world on our shoulders. Getting back to the point, because of the time wasted and my attention-span going out over Xbox Live, I never took the time to develop a work background for my future, and have been running on gift money alone. Looking back I feel ashamed of myself in not taking the iniative that I should have done, and all the weight that I have put on my family because of this. Another setback due to my addiction would definitely be my lack of exercise. Other than my walk to and from school, around school and before my senior year, 50 minutes of mediocre attempts at phys. ed. I have done almost nothing to counter my intake.
After high school, I applied to a local college and was accepted. Later that fall I began my college career, still living where I am today, with my mother and step-father, mostly due to financial reasons. Due to my laziness and my lack of forwardness with my parents here, I dropped out in my second semester, with almost nothing to show for it.
I don't know why I am telling this to you, but I feel like this needs to get out. In nearly all parts of me typing this out, I have been near to crying my eyes out over the keyboard. I feel like my life has no purpose and no direction, except as an exception on my family's taxes, another mouth to feed, and a body in my bed. I am 19 years old, about 6 feet (183cm) and 260 lbs. (118kg) with no job, no savings, no experience in the workplace except for one job moving stuff. The only thing that is really worth living for is my family and the few friends that I have both online and in the physical world. Other than that, I don't see my life as having much meaning. I am a worthless, fat leech on my parents and I have no drive in life to even advance myself from that level. As for the coming days, I have no idea what I am going to do. I feel like the point of no return is closing in quickly and I have no idea how to face it.
To those of you that care enough to have even read this far, I want to personally thank you for taking what little time you no doubt have in your lives to even want to read about something so depressing and meager as my life has been. I want there to be a light at the end of this tunnel that I am facing, but I just don't know if I even have the strength for that.
Thank You.
And the one from my high school days if you are somehow reading this...my initials are KO and I hope you remember homecoming day in choir, when I lifted you to pose for a picture. I hope we can talk more.
The difference in my life probably began when I was 8 and my parents divorced and my mother and my two sisters moved across the state leaving what little friends I had and a large portion of my family behind. After about a year, we moved again, but this time within the city that we were in, but because of the move we all had to change schools, which forced me to break ties again. Finally about 5 years ago, we moved to where we are now. I have had very few friends in nearly all places that I have been, for a large portion of my life after the divorce, my mother as a single parent was struggling to keep us kids afloat.
When my mother met my now step-dad, I pushed him out of my mind entirely as a person that would only do harm to this already fractured family. So from about 8-12 I didn't really have much of a father figure in my life except for our bi-weekly visits with my father. To this day, I can't really feel myself building a stable relationship with my step-dad, for reasons I really can't understand at the moment.
After we finally settled where we are today, I began to try and build friendships with others that had similar interests as me, but as a new kid on the block, that was a little harder than I could imagine at that point in time. I had a few friends here and there who I have had at least a little contact with, to this day, whether it be on Facebook, Twitter or other means, and more that I couldn't maintain most likely due to my anti-social/shy nature and other factors. Throughout high school, I had more developments of friendship than I had probably ever in my life, except with family.
My anti-sociablity (word?) was probably in part of myself questioning my sexuality, which, at least to some of my online friends, and now to all that read this, is most definitely gay. I never felt strong enough to come out with it with anyone that I met in person and even to my family, for fear of negative reprocussions whatever they may be. Even to this day no one knows my true feelings to those of my same gender. This was especially hard in high school, with my developing friendships, I felt this barrier that was between me and this one person who I felt was awesome and nothing like I have ever felt before in my life, but was afraid to act on it again for fear of it getting out and me getting ridiculed by my whole society that I had contact with. So I glided through high school with sadly no really memorable moments except my first days and my last day, and to this day I regret that the most, as I will never get to experience the days of high school again.
Another factor in my social problems would have to be my addiction to video games and tv. Oh the hours that I have spent and the money that I have wasted on petty things such as those, if I could meet myself years ago, I would have beat myself up for even using these as a crutch in life. But, the silver lining that I would have to put with this would be that I have met others online that I would not normally have met, and learned that there are others out there like me and that I am not totally alone in this world. And those friends that I have met have pointed me to this great community and the fight that gays are still fighting against all the ignorance of the world on our shoulders. Getting back to the point, because of the time wasted and my attention-span going out over Xbox Live, I never took the time to develop a work background for my future, and have been running on gift money alone. Looking back I feel ashamed of myself in not taking the iniative that I should have done, and all the weight that I have put on my family because of this. Another setback due to my addiction would definitely be my lack of exercise. Other than my walk to and from school, around school and before my senior year, 50 minutes of mediocre attempts at phys. ed. I have done almost nothing to counter my intake.
After high school, I applied to a local college and was accepted. Later that fall I began my college career, still living where I am today, with my mother and step-father, mostly due to financial reasons. Due to my laziness and my lack of forwardness with my parents here, I dropped out in my second semester, with almost nothing to show for it.
I don't know why I am telling this to you, but I feel like this needs to get out. In nearly all parts of me typing this out, I have been near to crying my eyes out over the keyboard. I feel like my life has no purpose and no direction, except as an exception on my family's taxes, another mouth to feed, and a body in my bed. I am 19 years old, about 6 feet (183cm) and 260 lbs. (118kg) with no job, no savings, no experience in the workplace except for one job moving stuff. The only thing that is really worth living for is my family and the few friends that I have both online and in the physical world. Other than that, I don't see my life as having much meaning. I am a worthless, fat leech on my parents and I have no drive in life to even advance myself from that level. As for the coming days, I have no idea what I am going to do. I feel like the point of no return is closing in quickly and I have no idea how to face it.
To those of you that care enough to have even read this far, I want to personally thank you for taking what little time you no doubt have in your lives to even want to read about something so depressing and meager as my life has been. I want there to be a light at the end of this tunnel that I am facing, but I just don't know if I even have the strength for that.
Thank You.
And the one from my high school days if you are somehow reading this...my initials are KO and I hope you remember homecoming day in choir, when I lifted you to pose for a picture. I hope we can talk more.