03/01/2015, 05:37 AM #14526 Hey guys... God I feel like crap. I had a music performance assessment today and utterly embarrassed myself, had friends over who were watching supernatural, which would be fine if they and my brother weren't on season three while I'm on season one, so I couldn't hang out with them, I punished my brother unjustly for making me angry, and I just feel like this video for my crush who lives further up north now (not that she sings)
And I really need to wake up. Sometimes, I stow away to talk to my other self, hoping that someone would be behind me listening, but my other self is yelling at me, telling me no one would be there because life isn't some movie, and for whatever reason, I deny it until I look behind me and realize I'm all alone. I'm just... I just need to get away from it all.
And sometimes, I fear that the only thing keeping me from killing myself is that I have someone to live for. And if she doesn't like me? I am terrified at the thought that I will either kill myself or worse, hurt others! Now my temper is getting shorter and I'm getting this uneasing feeling of dread following me around. But the worst part is that no one is helping. "Oh, it's just a teenager phase, you'll get over it," well what the hell do you understand?! When was the last teenager whose stress levels got so high his imaginary friend from god knows how many years ago mutated into an alternate life form?!
No one is helping. Not even my closest friend. My brother is making it worse. I feel like I signed a pact with the devil. If I lose and my crush doesn't like me, he gets my body. I just... God I need a drink (of tea).
What am I doing, what do I fear? That my friends will all leave me behind? Because that's just what's happening, all my friends are moving on and I'm still freaking here, wishing I hadn't made the mistakes I made for so long and I've still no freedom! I lost my freedom to keep my grades up and my parents and friends satisfied, and now it's gotten so bad I'm beginning to question if love is hindering me! I mean, what kind of a life is that, thinking that love is holding you back instead of pushing you forward?!
And do you know what I fear the absolute most? Is that this post will end up like all of my others. May as well have never been put up because no one really cares. Call it a guilt inducer to get you to listen to my problems, I don't care anymore! I'm going to invest myself in Lucid dreaming. I'm going to create a world of my own creation, what I want. My freedom. The freedom to do what I want for a change. I held back because I feared a self-induced coma, but now I don't even freaking care anymore! I'm still alive and then maybe someone will bring to light that hey, something's f*cking wrong with this kid and have me FIXED. Then I'll know that they actually give a damn.
I'm sorry for pulling this out on you guys, but you're the only ones I can tell this about. If I try to do this with anyone else in the real world, oh god, the excuses... The fake and generic exposition is too much to bear just thinking of it. UGH. I'm not sure if I even want to see my psychiatrist this Friday anymore. Please... Just say something. It may be pathetic to ask for feedback, but does that even apply to a man whose problems get ignored?!