
Yet another melancholy journal entry. I feel like a little bitch posting so much posts about how 'depressed' I am, but this really is the only medium I have to express these feelings, and it's sad. There really is no other word, just sad. I feel like my whole existence is trapped in this small glass cage, with everyone tapping on glass, staring at me waiting to do something, when the reality is I don't know what to do. I used to be such a good boy, I really was. Straight A's, loved my family, always minded manners, never did anything wrong... now I'm lost in this realm of vice... and I don't know how I got here. I never thought I'd be here, I never thought I would even allow myself to succumb to all these things. But I'm a fucker prisoner now. A fucking addict.... a fucking addict.... I'm fucking crying as I write this.... I RUINED myself.... FUCKING RUINED. I had EVERYTHING in my reach. And I threw it all away.... I want to be clean... I want to save myself... but I don't know how. All I think about when I do these things is my mother.... god she loves me so much.... and I'm throwing it all away... my dad can't even look at me the same ever since they found out... and it's entirely my fault... I just want to escape... go to a vast desert... with the sunset.. and it's raining.. to where I lay my head down on the rough ground... and go to sleep forever.. and set myself free... and never return... Was all of this supposed to happen? Was this my purpose in life? Did God send me down this path? I'll never know... I'll never know... Never do what I did Erika, and Cameron I let you down... Mom I love you... no matter how much I scream and thrust things around the house... Dad I am your son.. I'm just like you.. I have your looks, your personality... please.. find the beauty in me somehow... I'm a selfish, cruel person for putting you through this... I fucking love you... I really do... no matter what i do to you, or all the pain you put me through... I can never say I don't.... I'm the kid that ruined everything... I'm the underachiever.. the one who didn't think things through... the one whose dying before your eyes.. whos tears you've seen fall to many a time... the one who needs you more than anything in the world... FUCKING LOVE ME... please.... God... I fucking shed tears for you all... I would give ANYTHING to get you all back... anything... please... don't let me die like this... I need you....
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i dont understand most of the inner workings of this journal, but, i do know, that you never need to apologize for using oasis for deppresing stuff. thats like the whole point of this place. to write whatever you want. to know that other people know what your going through, and to know some of them want very severly to help you, and that they feel a powerful kinship with you.
"A loving man and woman in a committed relationship can marry. Dogs, no matter what their relationship, are not allowed to marry. How should society treat gays and lesbians in committed relationships? As dogs or as humans?"
I empathize...
I can only imagine that I feel your distress. Of course, I know I can never truly know the angst you're experiencing.
I feel, however, that you will be able to find the inner strength to start life anew.
Second chances are there for you... please take them!
I hope that you do have the support of a counsellor... and I'm sure that your parents will never abandon you in this time of such excruciating distress.
Go to them... tell them what you feel... don't be ashamed to ask for help.
If you'd like something from any of us... please tell us... don't make us guess!
*Hugs*
You're in my thoughts. You are not a screw up! Everybody makes stupid, sometimes overwhelming mistakes in their life. They may not always be completely fixable, but they can be forgiven. You are loved. Deep down even if you've been mean to somone they still love you, because somewhere inside they know they too have had at least a little experience with what your going through. *Hugs* again. Do something happy today. :)
"First they ignore you, then they laugh at you, then they attack you, then you win." -M. Gandhi
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It takes a long walk through the darkness before you can finally appreciate the light. Sounds cheesy, but it's true. I'll let you contemplate that.