Aug 10, 2011 21:06
I want an end to things. I want to hide away and stop being such a burden on people. That's how I feel. I don't really fit in anywhere. Just kind of off to the side pretending to be one of them. But I'm not one of them. I never was. I've been plagued by this shit for far too long.
The summer after 5th grade, we had a school sponsored camping trip. It was out in the middle of nowhere, but there was a waterfall that was blocked off with a small bit chain link fence. I walked around it and stood on the edge of the falls. It was easily a 50 drop onto solid rock. I watched the water fall and break on the stones. One of the adults there saw me, I walked away and he asked me what I was doing around the fence. I told him I wasn't on the other side, I lied easily even then.
How badly I wanted to jump. I knew it would kill me, and then, at the age of 10 or 11, it didn't seem like a bad idea. My life has always been like that. Every time I see my doctor, he asks me if I'm depressed. I just respond that its no different than last time. He seems to have accepted the fact that I am constantly depressed. Its not getting any better, but not really getting any worse. I hate it.
Add to that a peak up of the ever present Voice, some shadow people, and the demons in the the grass and it all just sucks horse shit right about now.