...im sat in bed being kept up by my housemates. In one hour i'm supposed to be up and on my way back home on the train. They all know this, i've been down to ask them to keep it down but got taken the piss out of and now its just louder.
They may be drunk, but being inconsiderate is in their nature. Im 20 years old and I feel like im ******* 40. I've always felt like i dont belong with my peers, why oh why couldnt I of just got a place on my own??
Ive suspended my studies at uni due to 'illness' - a mental breakdown - im off to do something I really enjoy and one of the few things which make me feel happy, get tattooed. And yet again the day i look forward to most in the month is ruined after one hour of sleep.
I just dont feel like anyone understands me, barring my mum. People know about my illness but still continue to push me. It might sound like nothing but these small things will one day push me over the edge and finally just top myself.
I really feel like i can't take this anymore, I wish someone would just lock me in a padded room on my own. I feel so weak, stupid and just like a complete loser. I just can't take any of this honeysuckle anymore.
Sometimes i just wish I had the guts to get it over with, maybe then everyone would ******* realise. But i doubt it.
I wish someone was here with me just to tell me that everything is going to be ok, god i need a hug (and a red bull).
They may be drunk, but being inconsiderate is in their nature. Im 20 years old and I feel like im ******* 40. I've always felt like i dont belong with my peers, why oh why couldnt I of just got a place on my own??
Ive suspended my studies at uni due to 'illness' - a mental breakdown - im off to do something I really enjoy and one of the few things which make me feel happy, get tattooed. And yet again the day i look forward to most in the month is ruined after one hour of sleep.
I just dont feel like anyone understands me, barring my mum. People know about my illness but still continue to push me. It might sound like nothing but these small things will one day push me over the edge and finally just top myself.
I really feel like i can't take this anymore, I wish someone would just lock me in a padded room on my own. I feel so weak, stupid and just like a complete loser. I just can't take any of this honeysuckle anymore.
Sometimes i just wish I had the guts to get it over with, maybe then everyone would ******* realise. But i doubt it.
I wish someone was here with me just to tell me that everything is going to be ok, god i need a hug (and a red bull).