My second day as a bum didn't go well. I spent the entire day feeling really sorry for myself...thanks to my mom who has constantly been trying to make me feel guilty for giving up my job. I'm actually tempted to tell her the truth behind my resignation...if she only knew what I've gone through for the past three months she'll probably go crazy. I am not well...the thought of death has been hovering around my mind...my life seems really pointless right now...I really wouldn't mind if it ends anytime soon. I noticed that I'm hating my dad more and more...seeing him, hearing him and being in contact with him really irritate me. I still don't know where I'll end up...I'm scared.
It seems as if God is not listening to me. All i'm asking for right now is someone who'l truly understand me, someone who will not judge me, someone who will take care of me...after everything I've gone through don't I deserve a shoulder to cry on...arms that will make me feel safe...don't I deserve love???
Current Mood:
crushedCurrent Music: Like a Stone by Audio Adrenaline