nachtspiegel
March 24th, 2010, 03:23 AM
I don't want to believe that my sister is dead, and when I do believe it, I don't want to be here. I know it's selfish, but I don't want to be here. I don't have the heart to hurt the people that care about me by killing myself but I keep hoping that something happens that wipes me out. Random disease, getting hit by a car, getting shot, I don't care. I don't want to be here.
I have my okay moments and my not okay moments. My okay moments are disappearing.
I'm in my first year of college and I just want to quit. I have no motivation to continue doing the work and I don't give a fuck. The only reason I even decided to try to go to college was to make my sister proud. She isn't here anymore and she won't see me graduate. I don't really care if I make something of myself. I always tried to do good things because she wanted me to, but now that she isn't here, it doesn't matter.
So far, there's been two days of classes this week - two classes each day - and I've been to one class. I skipped my first class on Monday and I skipped both classes to sleep yesterday. I'm on the verge of failing three out of my four classes due to "miss more than X days and you fail" rules and I don't care. I'm tired of the judgmental comments that people keep making because none of those people have been where I am right now.
I feel like the world is a black hole and I want no part of it. She was the only person in my whole family that never did me wrong or left me low and now I'm partially responsible for the reason that she's dead (and as much as the few people I've talked to about that try to change my mind, it isn't happening. I know that it's my fault.) She was the only reason I was able to tolerate with my family's bullshit because she wanted the family to hold tight. I don't care about that anymore. I just want to run so far away from everyone and everything.
I don't even know how to truly describe the way that I feel right now. Even if I could, it wouldn't help. I'm not even sure why I'm posting this, but something compelled me to.
I have my okay moments and my not okay moments. My okay moments are disappearing.
I'm in my first year of college and I just want to quit. I have no motivation to continue doing the work and I don't give a fuck. The only reason I even decided to try to go to college was to make my sister proud. She isn't here anymore and she won't see me graduate. I don't really care if I make something of myself. I always tried to do good things because she wanted me to, but now that she isn't here, it doesn't matter.
So far, there's been two days of classes this week - two classes each day - and I've been to one class. I skipped my first class on Monday and I skipped both classes to sleep yesterday. I'm on the verge of failing three out of my four classes due to "miss more than X days and you fail" rules and I don't care. I'm tired of the judgmental comments that people keep making because none of those people have been where I am right now.
I feel like the world is a black hole and I want no part of it. She was the only person in my whole family that never did me wrong or left me low and now I'm partially responsible for the reason that she's dead (and as much as the few people I've talked to about that try to change my mind, it isn't happening. I know that it's my fault.) She was the only reason I was able to tolerate with my family's bullshit because she wanted the family to hold tight. I don't care about that anymore. I just want to run so far away from everyone and everything.
I don't even know how to truly describe the way that I feel right now. Even if I could, it wouldn't help. I'm not even sure why I'm posting this, but something compelled me to.