Sep 25, 2005 22:51
Just once, I'd like for someone to put themselves in my shoes. I'd like for them to be told the doctors aren't giving their mom much longer to live. I'd like for them to have an alcoholic dad who has begun to turn to cocaine as the answer more and more often. I'd like for them to come home to a house that they don't know will still be "home" much longer, because if something does happen to their mom, they will have to move in with their aunt and uncle. I'd like for them to drive 40 minutes to school alone four mornings a week, go to classes where they wouldn't really have many good friends, maybe one in a class and the rest casual friendships with people they just met and don't know much about, then drive another 15 minutes alone to their boyfriend/girflriend's dorm just so they can be around people and laugh and not think about things for a little while, then feel sad for going home to the same situation and drive alone for another 30 minutes. I'd like for them to come home and go up to their room and go online, and hope that maybe someone will ask how they're doing or that someone will call, but then only have the phone ring once all day long. Then, work on some homework (alone in their room of course) and maybe watch a couple TV shows before calling their boyfriend/girlfriend just so they can hear their voice and feel better for a little while. Then I want that person to get ready for bed and try to sleep, most of the time while crying themselves to sleep.
No one knows exactly how I feel, no one understands, and no one knows what to say. I can't take it anymore. I wish someone knew and I wish someone was here to hold me when I cry. Danny can only do so much.
I'm tired of being lonely. I'm lonely too much.