Babobobo
February 14th, 2011, 10:41 PM
Here is my situation.
My name is Justin. I am 14 going on 15, and life at this point is hard for me. I just started my freshman year at highschool.
I am very basic and fortunate, I have a well amount of friends, no enemies, a supporting family with two older sisters and both parents (not divorced). I haven't had any big tragedies in my life. I also run Track. I have never, nor will I ever, do drugs. I also haven't drank alcohol.
Ever since I began this year it's been getting tougher and tougher. I've never any time to do things I like to do except sometimes on the weekends. One reason is I run track, which keeps me away from home until 6pm, to which I go home to finish homework and study. This I do not like, but quitting the team is not an option at this point.
I just don't understand why I'm living like this. Nothing really enjoyable has happened to me at all recently. I'm not good at track and it's impossible for me to keep my grades up. I hardly ever sleep, and when I do I awake to pain in my legs from running. On top of that, I'm continuously nagged by the over-achievers on my track team.
I see my old friends who don't take honors classes and don't run track, and they have it so easy, doing things every day and living their lives.
Sometimes I just sit and listen to sad music as I lay in bed. I like to think, just sit there and think. Once I wrote a few paragraphs about life, trying to find it's meaning.
I have this anticipation that something horrible is going to happen.
I also feel that I can't keep living like I do because of my stress.
Even more important: I wish I could skateboard, sing, and play guitar. But I just can't, I feel like it's too late to be as good as I want to be, and I want to be good at those things at this time, not in the future.
I don't plan on harming myself, but the idea just comes back and haunts me.
I can't get through this! I've been digging deeper and deeper, but nothing seems to come out of it.
My name is Justin. I am 14 going on 15, and life at this point is hard for me. I just started my freshman year at highschool.
I am very basic and fortunate, I have a well amount of friends, no enemies, a supporting family with two older sisters and both parents (not divorced). I haven't had any big tragedies in my life. I also run Track. I have never, nor will I ever, do drugs. I also haven't drank alcohol.
Ever since I began this year it's been getting tougher and tougher. I've never any time to do things I like to do except sometimes on the weekends. One reason is I run track, which keeps me away from home until 6pm, to which I go home to finish homework and study. This I do not like, but quitting the team is not an option at this point.
I just don't understand why I'm living like this. Nothing really enjoyable has happened to me at all recently. I'm not good at track and it's impossible for me to keep my grades up. I hardly ever sleep, and when I do I awake to pain in my legs from running. On top of that, I'm continuously nagged by the over-achievers on my track team.
I see my old friends who don't take honors classes and don't run track, and they have it so easy, doing things every day and living their lives.
Sometimes I just sit and listen to sad music as I lay in bed. I like to think, just sit there and think. Once I wrote a few paragraphs about life, trying to find it's meaning.
I have this anticipation that something horrible is going to happen.
I also feel that I can't keep living like I do because of my stress.
Even more important: I wish I could skateboard, sing, and play guitar. But I just can't, I feel like it's too late to be as good as I want to be, and I want to be good at those things at this time, not in the future.
I don't plan on harming myself, but the idea just comes back and haunts me.
I can't get through this! I've been digging deeper and deeper, but nothing seems to come out of it.