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Stargazing
- Oct 3, 2023
- 3
I'm 18 and turning 19 this November. I hate how I never changed, how I'm still the same, the same useless me. Watching people my age make me jealous, seeing them be so youthful, and here I am, questioning my existence and thinking of ending my life. I can't even make decisions because I know they will only lead to failure. People hate me for the way I am, and I also hate myself for being this way. I'm better off dead. I don't have many friends; if I try to make one, they will just get tired of me, and they will eventually leave me or ignore me. I know it because I've experienced it a lot. I hate how I can't say my thoughts or worries to someone. I want someone to remember me before I leave this cruel world. I don't want to be forgotten.