canadaski
April 21st, 2012, 06:55 PM
Why does everyone keep lying to me? Everybody says it will get better, that people love me, and that I have lots to live for. It's all bullshit.
I don't feel like "why can't I fell happy?" so much as "why can't there be a reason to feel happy?" I am currently seeing a therapist and have seen a psychiatrist. The more I heal and help myself, the more I realize I have absolutely nothing to live for.
I have the worst family life. I hate my mom, and tell her that. She asks me why I hate her, I tell her because she makes me feel bad all of the time. She always tries to tell me what I should be like and how I don't measure up. She tells me she understands and that she's trying to help but she just makes me get angry and cry. She brings up all of the bad memories I have of her and they drown out good things that may have happened at some point. She blames her shit life on me. I don't want to hate her but I do; even with all the shit in the past I didn't always hate her. I want to have a good standing with her but she won't ever change.
I'm doing terribly in school and failed english class last semester and am barely hanging onto the courses I have this semester. 40's 50's and one 77 are my course marks. I keep looking for distractions in class because I think about life and then I focus even less in class.
The only thing that has kept me alive the last 6 months is my love for a friend of mine (guy). He's such a good person that I am afraid to miss out on one second of being with him. If there ever was a time I could be with him, I feel it would make everything better. At my lowest points I cope by thinking about him and repeating "I love you NAME, NAME I love you" under my breath. I don't think he knows how I feel, or about my sexuality. If I lose him as a friend, I really would have nothing.
Out of everything, whis is this "love for someone that probably doesn't love me back" the thing that I'm clinging on to life with? What is something real that I can do to make things better? Medication or bullshit won't make things better.
I don't feel like "why can't I fell happy?" so much as "why can't there be a reason to feel happy?" I am currently seeing a therapist and have seen a psychiatrist. The more I heal and help myself, the more I realize I have absolutely nothing to live for.
I have the worst family life. I hate my mom, and tell her that. She asks me why I hate her, I tell her because she makes me feel bad all of the time. She always tries to tell me what I should be like and how I don't measure up. She tells me she understands and that she's trying to help but she just makes me get angry and cry. She brings up all of the bad memories I have of her and they drown out good things that may have happened at some point. She blames her shit life on me. I don't want to hate her but I do; even with all the shit in the past I didn't always hate her. I want to have a good standing with her but she won't ever change.
I'm doing terribly in school and failed english class last semester and am barely hanging onto the courses I have this semester. 40's 50's and one 77 are my course marks. I keep looking for distractions in class because I think about life and then I focus even less in class.
The only thing that has kept me alive the last 6 months is my love for a friend of mine (guy). He's such a good person that I am afraid to miss out on one second of being with him. If there ever was a time I could be with him, I feel it would make everything better. At my lowest points I cope by thinking about him and repeating "I love you NAME, NAME I love you" under my breath. I don't think he knows how I feel, or about my sexuality. If I lose him as a friend, I really would have nothing.
Out of everything, whis is this "love for someone that probably doesn't love me back" the thing that I'm clinging on to life with? What is something real that I can do to make things better? Medication or bullshit won't make things better.