Dark Macc
01-24-2003, 03:33 AM
There *is* language in this. I appologise to all of those who have already read this on my Xanga, but I kinda want to get it out in a few places just because I relax a little when I know other people may have had the same experiences I have.
I didn't think it was too much to ask for a little attention, but I guess it's wrong. I did the right thing and I ended up hurting myself, but I didn't say anything about how it hurt me because I wanted her to be happy - that's my goal in life. I'm already so fucked up as it is, I still feel hurt so often, but I never bother saying anything because it's not fair to her if I do. So instead, I just lock myself in my room and turn off the lights, staring at the wall crying, because honestly no one gives a damn anymore. I had big plans for tonight, and now they are all ruined. I should have seen this comming. There's always something.
I've been so stressed. We got into a big fight the other night because I'm turning into the asshole I used to be, and I hate it. At least I feel pain this time, that was something I had blocked myself off from back then - pain, agony. I never cried. This time I feel myself slipping away and there's no one there to grab me...so I'm falling again. Fucking tears.
I hate finals week. It puts more stress on me than any other time of the year. It hurts me more and more everyday. Dad's gonna be angry because I only pulled a C- in math and I think a D+ in English, even though I do my work every day and I participate. I constantly try harder and harder and I get fucked over in the end.
I realize I'm not perfect. I take a lot and I don't give back a lot. But what no one seems to understand is I take a lot of people's sufferings, and let them feel better. Someone is hurting and I talk to them, and then they feel better...but it's like I take their suffering and I carry it then. It weighs on me...on my mind and on my body. I don't get any credit for taking all the fucking shit that I take, instead I get hassled for not giving back enough. This isn't really pointed at anyone in general, nor is it pointed at the argument that we had the other night, it's just a fact. There's pain inside I can't understand.
I sound like one of those crybaby teenagers, but I'm not trying to. I've grown up a lot faster than most people I know, but it's not fair that I had to. It's what wears on me as well. I just feel like nobody could understand - and it's constantly killing me. The problems I face daily, they're what are killing me over and over, wearing me down. I haven't cried to sleep as often recently, I've been trying to keep myself positive, but it's failing on days like today. Those days where I can't stop crying no matter how hard I want to.
I said it a few posts back. It's when you wake up and realize you're alone - that's when it hurts the most. When you wake up and realize there's nobody there, no one is going to comfort you, no one is going to hug you and tell you it's okay - that's when I feel the pain deep down. It's not that I don't have that special person, it's that she's so far away, when I wake up at 5 am and I'm in tears because there's nobody here to tell me it'll all be okay, that's when it weighs on me.
Don't get me wrong, I love her with all I can give, and I'm going to make this work. I have to. It's my goal in life - keeping her smiling and making this work. I may be the only one that sees it, but it's there, out in the open. Five or six more months and I can move, that's all I need to wait...then I wont have to wake up alone. I'll at least be close enough where if I wake up at 5 am I'll see her a few hours later, and actually in person, not online. There's a big difference between a cyber hug and a real hug.
Yes, I have issues. But before anyone jumps on her case, this isn't her fault, so I don't want anyone jumping the gun and going after her. It's my fault, mine for being so weak and not being able to support myself. I should know better, I should be able to take care of myself. I guess that's the one thing I need to teach myself, is to rely less on others and more on myself.
At least I've stopped crying. I feel a little better now. Not really
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I didn't think it was too much to ask for a little attention, but I guess it's wrong. I did the right thing and I ended up hurting myself, but I didn't say anything about how it hurt me because I wanted her to be happy - that's my goal in life. I'm already so fucked up as it is, I still feel hurt so often, but I never bother saying anything because it's not fair to her if I do. So instead, I just lock myself in my room and turn off the lights, staring at the wall crying, because honestly no one gives a damn anymore. I had big plans for tonight, and now they are all ruined. I should have seen this comming. There's always something.
I've been so stressed. We got into a big fight the other night because I'm turning into the asshole I used to be, and I hate it. At least I feel pain this time, that was something I had blocked myself off from back then - pain, agony. I never cried. This time I feel myself slipping away and there's no one there to grab me...so I'm falling again. Fucking tears.
I hate finals week. It puts more stress on me than any other time of the year. It hurts me more and more everyday. Dad's gonna be angry because I only pulled a C- in math and I think a D+ in English, even though I do my work every day and I participate. I constantly try harder and harder and I get fucked over in the end.
I realize I'm not perfect. I take a lot and I don't give back a lot. But what no one seems to understand is I take a lot of people's sufferings, and let them feel better. Someone is hurting and I talk to them, and then they feel better...but it's like I take their suffering and I carry it then. It weighs on me...on my mind and on my body. I don't get any credit for taking all the fucking shit that I take, instead I get hassled for not giving back enough. This isn't really pointed at anyone in general, nor is it pointed at the argument that we had the other night, it's just a fact. There's pain inside I can't understand.
I sound like one of those crybaby teenagers, but I'm not trying to. I've grown up a lot faster than most people I know, but it's not fair that I had to. It's what wears on me as well. I just feel like nobody could understand - and it's constantly killing me. The problems I face daily, they're what are killing me over and over, wearing me down. I haven't cried to sleep as often recently, I've been trying to keep myself positive, but it's failing on days like today. Those days where I can't stop crying no matter how hard I want to.
I said it a few posts back. It's when you wake up and realize you're alone - that's when it hurts the most. When you wake up and realize there's nobody there, no one is going to comfort you, no one is going to hug you and tell you it's okay - that's when I feel the pain deep down. It's not that I don't have that special person, it's that she's so far away, when I wake up at 5 am and I'm in tears because there's nobody here to tell me it'll all be okay, that's when it weighs on me.
Don't get me wrong, I love her with all I can give, and I'm going to make this work. I have to. It's my goal in life - keeping her smiling and making this work. I may be the only one that sees it, but it's there, out in the open. Five or six more months and I can move, that's all I need to wait...then I wont have to wake up alone. I'll at least be close enough where if I wake up at 5 am I'll see her a few hours later, and actually in person, not online. There's a big difference between a cyber hug and a real hug.
Yes, I have issues. But before anyone jumps on her case, this isn't her fault, so I don't want anyone jumping the gun and going after her. It's my fault, mine for being so weak and not being able to support myself. I should know better, I should be able to take care of myself. I guess that's the one thing I need to teach myself, is to rely less on others and more on myself.
At least I've stopped crying. I feel a little better now. Not really
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