Ex Nihilo

I Don’t Wanna Do This Anymore

Unfaithful – Rihanna

I’m not going to school tomorrow, I don’t think. And I will tell you why. I’m sick of school at the moment. When I go to school, I feel like committing suicide. I’m not joking around here. Lately, Ive been having these bouts of depression.  — serious depression — where I really feel like commiting suicide. I don’t know why this started happening, but I hope I can resolve the problem before it goes away. This way, I’l know what’s wrong, and I’ll be able to fix it next time it happens.

I don’t really know if anyone can really help me at this point, but it wouldd be nice if I had someone to talk to that could  help me figure out what was wrongm, because they have experience and real knowledge in this kind of stuff. No Dad, not you. No Derek, not you either. Neither of you foolish menfolk have the kind of understanding about me that Gina and Mama have. You two just don’t understand me at all. You are far too self-centered to 1.) care, and 2.) know what I’m talking about. You’re like, icons of self indulgence.

Anyway, Mama, Gina, I really do hope that you can help me out and stuff. I’d really apreciate. Maybe you can both come to my room, and we can all talk together. or better yet, we can all go to Mama’s room, and hang out in there, with no interruptions, and just talk about my little issue. Maybe we’lll figure something out…

Anyway, I really want to fix this. It’s interfereing with school seriously. I get so irritable at school nowadays that I’m getting sent or going to ALS. I haven’t been able to t hink straight because of this depression, and thus, I haven’t been doing very well on my papers, save for global studies. i honestly think of Mr. Bacon as the highliht of my dreary life. He makes me happy when I see him.

Anyway, I hope you’ll be able to help. I look forward to talking with you two.

Love, Hate, Pain.