I'm so sorry for doing this, and I hope I don't affect anyone for the worst by doing this. If you are sensitive or in any way feeling sad, turn back now.
I... I'm scared of the fact that this may be my last and final post.
I don't know how much longer I can hold out. It feels like I can barely manage to justify my existence for another hour, let alone for another day, week, year, up until the day I'm supposed to die a natural death. I don't know if I can continue to go on, with all the circumstances that I'm in.
I graduated high school back in 2011. fast forward to today, and I'm still stuck in my local community college, trying to transfer outta there into a real institution of higher education (Primarily Texas A&M.) I have just realized that I still need to take some required courses for me to be eligible for consideration to transfer, which will have me ending up burning up another year. As if I wasn't already a disappointment, I have to end up staying at home for another year before I can get out into a real college, and that's IF I'm lucky and nothing bad pops up. But I know with my luck, this will be impossible. I'm sick of the red tape, I'm sick of struggling with trying to keep my sorry a55 in school, I'm sick of fighting reality telling me that I will amount to nothing, I'm sick of seeing my friends happily staying on track to earning their degrees while I struggle to join them, I'm sick of this game that we all know as life. My little brother will be graduating soon, and I sure as hell don't want to be around to witness the moment. It sounds selfish, but I want to be out there, earning my bachelor's in Biology or off in the military as an officer, not stuck at home still struggling to be admitted into the university of my dreams. I don't want to be left behind, but my biggest fear, my worst nightmare has become a stark reality, and I don't know if I should continue. I'm sick of being a disappointment to my parents, and maybe it's best if I just end it all so they wouldn't be burdened with seeing me ever again.
I had planned for this. In the event I fail so catastrophically, so much so to the point that I have reached the state where I am now, I had planned to just enlist with the military right now. Give me a purpose, give me a sense of being worthy of living for another day, a reason to wake up and look forward to a new day (and hell, spam the 'post a pic of yourself' thread of my mini Kairi figures with me in my uniform... maybe have my drill sergeant involved somehow). But my parents... they've decided to give me another chance to redeem myself. I've let them down already, and I don't know if I'll disappoint them again. I wanted to make them happy, and all my life goals coincide with all this. But I know they're tired of waiting, and joining now will bring them the smile that I yearn to see again...
But I know I'm smarter than this, I know I have a worthy future. I wanted to become a doctor, join the military as an officer, travel places and help those in need simply because of the goodness in my heart while I still retain my innocence...... return to my hometown after all these years, shake the hand of that one homeless person who I kept passing by when I was in elementary school and tell him that his suffering is over, that I will shoulder his burden so he can start anew. It's the whole reason why I'm so hell bent on becoming a doctor ever since I was a kid; to help others and have the resources to do so. Where other doctors worry about which BMW to choose and what color they want the mansion it is parked in to be, I want to be out there, to be someone's angel, to be their answer to their secret prayers that they have all but given up on. Not just for that one guy, but to everyone that I know or meet, from this forum to chance encounters in reality. But it's as if I'm being punished for thinking so. If I get some semblance of a happy ending at this point of my life, at best I'll be able to witness my friends graduating while I still have a couple of years to go. But I don't want to watch them, I want to walk alongside them...
Hell... all three of my friends have noticed that I rarely smile now, and where others are laughing until their sides hurt, I stand there, trying to remember how to laugh, how to smile, how to be happy. I've forgotten what it means to feel joy, to feel happiness. I haven't truly smiled for over seven years.
Behind this profile, behind this electronic wall that we all take for granted, is a shattered and broken kid. Lonely, sad, cold, and struggling to hammer out a future for himself.
When I joined this site back in February 2013, that was a really dark time for me. I wasn't able to attend any spring semester classes because of administration and financial issues. I'm already behind as it is by not being able to get in from the get go, and now I'm behind a whole semester on top of the additional years because of administrative red tape. I stumbled into this site a broken and tired kid, just trying to cope with the harsh reality. I met some nice people here and I really am thankful. This place... has helped me cope for a while, but now the effects are quickly going away. Reality continues to berate me, hound me into a corner as I continue to fight for a spot in this world, as I try to continue fighting for a future but even for a person like me, well... I can only be strong for so long. I don't know if I'm giving up or if I've been fighting for so long, but I just. can't. take. it. anymore. I no longer have anything to justify my existence. I just want to fade away painlessly and peacefully. I feel like I just want to become nothing more than a bad memory for my family and brothers, a memory that deserves to be forgotten, erased from utter existence... But I know committing the final solution won't help, and Dawnstar2004 doesn't like the idea that the person who gave her the Riku doll no longer walks this planet...so I'm left to stand, ever more vulnerable, ever more tired, ever more yearning to just let go.
I don't know if I want to continue anymore. I really want to be happy again. I really want to come to this forum happy and actually enjoy the games that we all enjoy. I really wanted to post a picture of me at the university of my dreams with my Kairi figure sitting on my shoulder and keyblade for everyone here to point and laugh at and for the memories, But... I don't think I can last any longer. I don't know if I'm running out of time, or working on borrowed time at this point.
It's kinda funny really, how I've been able to give advice and help people in their time of need. I've helped a lot in my lifetime, I've done my share of saving those from the razor's edge, and for as long as I know that someone out there continues to suffer from situations worse than me then so help me I will want to help, but by god even the helpers need help sometimes...
I don't want to deviate from my dreams. I don't want to fall. I don't want to give up, I didn't want to post this because of the notion that I'm a guy, therefore I must be strong and independent. I hate to complain, I hate to show signs of weakness... but... I don't know. I just don't know anymore.
One more year... funny how I've echoed that to my self so many times... just... one... more... year.
Dear god... please help me. I don't think I can stand anymore. Just something... anything to tell me everything will be ok, just some semblance of comfort from this harsh, cold world of reality.
As of August 25, 11:57 pm with the collective efforts of everyone here and direct intervention from Tigerruss, I have been pulled back from the razor's edge once again. Another reminder added to the collection, another chance, another year... I guess it was stupid and selfish of me to do this and ask for help. If you think this should be deleted, then go ahead and report this.
Please forgive me. I'm so sorry for any pain I may have caused.
Let me go... Let me dream in eternal happiness, and never have to worry about waking up... ever again.
That's why I love the night. In the dark, no one can see you cry. No one can see your scars, your wounds, your emotional suffering... But who really cares? In the end, we all die alone.
I'm so sorry for doing this, and I hope I don't affect anyone for the worst by doing this. If you are sensitive or in any way feeling sad, turn back now.
I... I'm scared of the fact that this may be my last and final post.
I don't know how much longer I can hold out. It feels like I can barely manage to justify my existence for another hour, let alone for another day, week, year, up until the day I'm supposed to die a natural death. I don't know if I can continue to go on, with all the circumstances that I'm in.
I graduated high school back in 2011. fast forward to today, and I'm still stuck in my local community college, trying to transfer outta there into a real institution of higher education (Primarily Texas A&M.) I have just realized that I still need to take some required courses for me to be eligible for consideration to transfer, which will have me ending up burning up another year. As if I wasn't already a disappointment, I have to end up staying at home for another year before I can get out into a real college, and that's IF I'm lucky and nothing bad pops up. But I know with my luck, this will be impossible. I'm sick of the red tape, I'm sick of struggling with trying to keep my sorry a55 in school, I'm sick of fighting reality telling me that I will amount to nothing, I'm sick of seeing my friends happily staying on track to earning their degrees while I struggle to join them, I'm sick of this game that we all know as life. My little brother will be graduating soon, and I sure as hell don't want to be around to witness the moment. It sounds selfish, but I want to be out there, earning my bachelor's in Biology or off in the military as an officer, not stuck at home still struggling to be admitted into the university of my dreams. I don't want to be left behind, but my biggest fear, my worst nightmare has become a stark reality, and I don't know if I should continue. I'm sick of being a disappointment to my parents, and maybe it's best if I just end it all so they wouldn't be burdened with seeing me ever again.
I had planned for this. In the event I fail so catastrophically, so much so to the point that I have reached the state where I am now, I had planned to just enlist with the military right now. Give me a purpose, give me a sense of being worthy of living for another day, a reason to wake up and look forward to a new day (and hell, spam the 'post a pic of yourself' thread of my mini Kairi figures with me in my uniform... maybe have my drill sergeant involved somehow). But my parents... they've decided to give me another chance to redeem myself. I've let them down already, and I don't know if I'll disappoint them again. I wanted to make them happy, and all my life goals coincide with all this. But I know they're tired of waiting, and joining now will bring them the smile that I yearn to see again...
But I know I'm smarter than this, I know I have a worthy future. I wanted to become a doctor, join the military as an officer, travel places and help those in need simply because of the goodness in my heart while I still retain my innocence...... return to my hometown after all these years, shake the hand of that one homeless person who I kept passing by when I was in elementary school and tell him that his suffering is over, that I will shoulder his burden so he can start anew. It's the whole reason why I'm so hell bent on becoming a doctor ever since I was a kid; to help others and have the resources to do so. Where other doctors worry about which BMW to choose and what color they want the mansion it is parked in to be, I want to be out there, to be someone's angel, to be their answer to their secret prayers that they have all but given up on. Not just for that one guy, but to everyone that I know or meet, from this forum to chance encounters in reality. But it's as if I'm being punished for thinking so. If I get some semblance of a happy ending at this point of my life, at best I'll be able to witness my friends graduating while I still have a couple of years to go. But I don't want to watch them, I want to walk alongside them...
Hell... all three of my friends have noticed that I rarely smile now, and where others are laughing until their sides hurt, I stand there, trying to remember how to laugh, how to smile, how to be happy. I've forgotten what it means to feel joy, to feel happiness. I haven't truly smiled for over seven years.
Behind this profile, behind this electronic wall that we all take for granted, is a shattered and broken kid. Lonely, sad, cold, and struggling to hammer out a future for himself.
When I joined this site back in February 2013, that was a really dark time for me. I wasn't able to attend any spring semester classes because of administration and financial issues. I'm already behind as it is by not being able to get in from the get go, and now I'm behind a whole semester on top of the additional years because of administrative red tape. I stumbled into this site a broken and tired kid, just trying to cope with the harsh reality. I met some nice people here and I really am thankful. This place... has helped me cope for a while, but now the effects are quickly going away. Reality continues to berate me, hound me into a corner as I continue to fight for a spot in this world, as I try to continue fighting for a future but even for a person like me, well... I can only be strong for so long. I don't know if I'm giving up or if I've been fighting for so long, but I just. can't. take. it. anymore. I no longer have anything to justify my existence. I just want to fade away painlessly and peacefully. I feel like I just want to become nothing more than a bad memory for my family and brothers, a memory that deserves to be forgotten, erased from utter existence... But I know committing the final solution won't help, and Dawnstar2004 doesn't like the idea that the person who gave her the Riku doll no longer walks this planet...so I'm left to stand, ever more vulnerable, ever more tired, ever more yearning to just let go.
I don't know if I want to continue anymore. I really want to be happy again. I really want to come to this forum happy and actually enjoy the games that we all enjoy. I really wanted to post a picture of me at the university of my dreams with my Kairi figure sitting on my shoulder and keyblade for everyone here to point and laugh at and for the memories, But... I don't think I can last any longer. I don't know if I'm running out of time, or working on borrowed time at this point.
It's kinda funny really, how I've been able to give advice and help people in their time of need. I've helped a lot in my lifetime, I've done my share of saving those from the razor's edge, and for as long as I know that someone out there continues to suffer from situations worse than me then so help me I will want to help, but by god even the helpers need help sometimes...
I don't want to deviate from my dreams. I don't want to fall. I don't want to give up, I didn't want to post this because of the notion that I'm a guy, therefore I must be strong and independent. I hate to complain, I hate to show signs of weakness... but... I don't know. I just don't know anymore.
One more year... funny how I've echoed that to my self so many times... just... one... more... year.
Dear god... please help me. I don't think I can stand anymore. Just something... anything to tell me everything will be ok, just some semblance of comfort from this harsh, cold world of reality.
As of August 25, 11:57 pm with the collective efforts of everyone here and direct intervention from Tigerruss, I have been pulled back from the razor's edge once again. Another reminder added to the collection, another chance, another year... I guess it was stupid and selfish of me to do this and ask for help. If you think this should be deleted, then go ahead and report this.
Please forgive me. I'm so sorry for any pain I may have caused.
Let me go... Let me dream in eternal happiness, and never have to worry about waking up... ever again.
That's why I love the night. In the dark, no one can see you cry. No one can see your scars, your wounds, your emotional suffering... But who really cares? In the end, we all die alone.
Javelin434
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