CuriousDestruction
March 3rd, 2011, 12:25 AM
It has been a long time since i've been on VT but now i am back and need it more than ever i think.
I don't have a purpose for living anymore. which really seems ironic because things are going so well. like, too well. my friends are all really happy and drama has drained from my life. I am finally getting along with my parents. I have been accepted to college. My grades are good. I am no longer stressed. I love my friends dearly. And they love me. the problem is, I don't give a shit.
I don't care about anyone or anything. My life has lost all meaning, purpose, essence, etc. I don't want to do anything anymore. I just don't care. Don't care to laugh, to do homework, to eat, to sleep. I don't care to exist. why bother? i don't care about my friends even though i love them. What's really scary is that i don't even care enough to kill myself. i just don't care at all. i can't make myself care either.
I know i sound like a typically depressed teenager. And i am. but i am on an emotional free fall, and my parachute is jammed. I don't know if my spare chute will work. and by the time it does, more damage may have been caused then can be repaired. i really don't know where i'm going, or if i'll come back. i just don't know.
I don't have a purpose for living anymore. which really seems ironic because things are going so well. like, too well. my friends are all really happy and drama has drained from my life. I am finally getting along with my parents. I have been accepted to college. My grades are good. I am no longer stressed. I love my friends dearly. And they love me. the problem is, I don't give a shit.
I don't care about anyone or anything. My life has lost all meaning, purpose, essence, etc. I don't want to do anything anymore. I just don't care. Don't care to laugh, to do homework, to eat, to sleep. I don't care to exist. why bother? i don't care about my friends even though i love them. What's really scary is that i don't even care enough to kill myself. i just don't care at all. i can't make myself care either.
I know i sound like a typically depressed teenager. And i am. but i am on an emotional free fall, and my parachute is jammed. I don't know if my spare chute will work. and by the time it does, more damage may have been caused then can be repaired. i really don't know where i'm going, or if i'll come back. i just don't know.