ever since i left DT ive been thinking about mom and how this all started...i went to DT hoping to find some people who understood all that had happened....but as time went on i became everyone punching bag believing all the shit i was being told. the more i believed it the sicker i became...its not all their fault i was at fault too...i wasnt strong enough to make it all stop i just took it believing i deserved every cruel word, ever slap in the face. All this has lead me here to a point where i dont wanna talk to anyone. I have nothing left to offer to help others or myself.
Altho i am only taking 2 classes this semester i am failing one and very close to failing the other. I am going down the same road to hell as i did at the other college i went to....this is my last chance to get it right but im far from right now. my mood is way past bad but what does it matter...i dunno what the point of being here is anymore. or being anywhere...ive just had enough
Altho i am only taking 2 classes this semester i am failing one and very close to failing the other. I am going down the same road to hell as i did at the other college i went to....this is my last chance to get it right but im far from right now. my mood is way past bad but what does it matter...i dunno what the point of being here is anymore. or being anywhere...ive just had enough