I stayed home today again... I don't know what I should do with myself anymore. My mom thought I had strep throat. I thought I did too... but apparently I don't. We went to the clinic this morning. And once we got home, I fell asleep. I was so tired... Even now, I'm still tired. I feel like sleeping some more. I don't want to have to be awake. I hate feeling this way. I don't want to feel this depression. I can't take it any more. I feel like I've held on too long. Sometimes, I think to myself, "Everything is alright." But it only lasts for a little while... Then my body becomes tired again. And I don't feel like doing anything. All I ever feel like doing is crying... or sleeping. I laugh at little things, but it's not enough to keep me happy for a long period of time. Not even Golden Bomber can cure my happiness anymore.
I hate to say that... but it's true. In fact, they actually make me more upset with life. Because every time I think about them, all I remember is Summer time. I wish Summer would come faster. I want this torture to be over. I'm sick of not feeling happy. I hate writing these depressing blog entries... But it's the only place I can say what ever I want. At this point... I don't feel like it's worth trying to do anything anymore. I feel like I can't do anything right. It's all because of school. I hate being judged. Eventually... I'll stop going to school all together. I keep on having terrifying thoughts of suicide. I want it to stop. My mind tells me that the only way to get away from all of the people... Is to kill myself. But I don't want that. I want to live my life the way I want. But I hate facing reality. I'm scared.
I can't do this anymore.
I hate to say that... but it's true. In fact, they actually make me more upset with life. Because every time I think about them, all I remember is Summer time. I wish Summer would come faster. I want this torture to be over. I'm sick of not feeling happy. I hate writing these depressing blog entries... But it's the only place I can say what ever I want. At this point... I don't feel like it's worth trying to do anything anymore. I feel like I can't do anything right. It's all because of school. I hate being judged. Eventually... I'll stop going to school all together. I keep on having terrifying thoughts of suicide. I want it to stop. My mind tells me that the only way to get away from all of the people... Is to kill myself. But I don't want that. I want to live my life the way I want. But I hate facing reality. I'm scared.
I can't do this anymore.