life as i know it has officially come to a close today. as of today, i have given up on "trying to be strong" yesterday my doctor gives me a call and tells me that on my xrays, a small cyst or tumor showed up on my left lung. now this may or may not be a major thing but to me, it doesn't even matter anymore how big or small of a problem this may be. it feels like nothing ever gets better and it will always be this way. everyday i think about my own funeral, it may sound sick but it's true. i always think about what people are gonna say to themselves when they say their "last goodbyes" all the people that don't even ask me how i've been or even bother to call to check up on me will probably be there and of course they'll feel guilty about not seeing me more often and all that fake bullshit.
so basically, i have given up on myself. any type of life that i wish to have in the future, i no longer look forward to. i don't even care about dying anymore, hell the sooner the better at this point. why not? i dont have anything to live for or to look forward too. my life is and always was a continuous battle, and im done fighting it. i throw in the god damn towel for good. you win, you've officially kicked my as$ right to fucking hell. <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-disgusted.gif" border="0">
im always in the need for comfort, from someone. even when my cat comes up and rubs against me it makes me happy because its comforting. i guess i never or still dont have enough comfort in my life. people are so fucking judgemental that it makes me sick to my stomach, i can't really rely on anyone in my life to be completely open with because everyone i know judges people. that's just one of the many reasons why i close myself up to people. this whole process started when my father passed away in 95', i was so blown away by sadness that i completely shut down to everyone. i distanced myself from my own family so that if anything like that ever happened again ( a death ) i wouldn't be as hurt as i was when my father died. now that i think about it, i was just being selfish. my first "real" love scarred me emotionally forever. he ripped my feelings right out of my body and did the mexican hat dance on them. all i know how to truly be is sad or mad. i gave all i was and had to him and he practically spit it back in my face. he completely drained me of every emotion that i ever knew.
ah well..enough of me rambling. i've just had it with everything and everyone. my strength is fading fast and i dont know how much longer i can take this beautiful thing that they call life. all it is to me is a big waste of my time. <img src="i/expressions/brokenheart.gif" border="0">
Jenna
17/f/CF
so basically, i have given up on myself. any type of life that i wish to have in the future, i no longer look forward to. i don't even care about dying anymore, hell the sooner the better at this point. why not? i dont have anything to live for or to look forward too. my life is and always was a continuous battle, and im done fighting it. i throw in the god damn towel for good. you win, you've officially kicked my as$ right to fucking hell. <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-disgusted.gif" border="0">
im always in the need for comfort, from someone. even when my cat comes up and rubs against me it makes me happy because its comforting. i guess i never or still dont have enough comfort in my life. people are so fucking judgemental that it makes me sick to my stomach, i can't really rely on anyone in my life to be completely open with because everyone i know judges people. that's just one of the many reasons why i close myself up to people. this whole process started when my father passed away in 95', i was so blown away by sadness that i completely shut down to everyone. i distanced myself from my own family so that if anything like that ever happened again ( a death ) i wouldn't be as hurt as i was when my father died. now that i think about it, i was just being selfish. my first "real" love scarred me emotionally forever. he ripped my feelings right out of my body and did the mexican hat dance on them. all i know how to truly be is sad or mad. i gave all i was and had to him and he practically spit it back in my face. he completely drained me of every emotion that i ever knew.
ah well..enough of me rambling. i've just had it with everything and everyone. my strength is fading fast and i dont know how much longer i can take this beautiful thing that they call life. all it is to me is a big waste of my time. <img src="i/expressions/brokenheart.gif" border="0">
Jenna
17/f/CF