• Holiday

    by  • November 28, 2014 • * Safe for Work *, Depression • 1 Comment

    In the midst of eating a late Thanksgiving dinner, I suddenly felt the urge to burst into tears. I realized how much I hate my life.

    21, a hopeless writer with a career that will most likely never take off. Talentless.

    21, can’t drive. Too afraid.

    21, can’t go out by myself. Too afraid of people.

    21, can’t interact. Family members are like strangers.

    21, and I still can’t assimilate myself into a classroom.

    21, with a fear of death.

    21, with a fear of life.

    One Response to Holiday

    1. Why?
      November 29, 2014 at 8:19 pm

      Why are you so afraid? There is a whole world out there. Maybe you have to ask yourself this question before it’s too late.

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