I go through it and people don’t even notice. I keep a smile on my face and help everyone else around me fight their battles when I need help too. And maybe there’s some blame placed on me because I have too much pride to ask for help.... but the point is, people don’t notice. I’m way past crying over everything, getting mad over everything.... I’m just tired. When I stay up all night talking to people about their problems, drive at 4am just to be by someone’s side that wouldn’t do the same for me.... there’s a problem. Everyone looks towards me to be strong and give them the advice to move forward, but we’re both learning about this thing called life together. For example..... it’s easy to tell a drunk to put down a bottle, but how the hell can I tell them if being a drunk isn’t my life. I’ve been on edge my whole junior year and people take light to it when I say that I walk around this school miserable because I never wanted to be here. I never loved it here, my support systems aren’t here, and nothing or no one down here is real. I had a conversation on Facebook today about the challenges we face in college, and I remember saying that there is no amount of preparation that you could do when it comes to college. They tell you that college is great and that you NEED to go, but no one tells you the reasons why you shouldn’t. The truth was sugarcoated all throughout my life and I thought college was going to be when I blossomed, but I can’t really say that I did. I have periods of growth and then I have periods of deterioration and most times, I get so sick and tired of falling that I just don’t want to stand back up again. I lay in my bed tonight slightly weakened because I just cannot find the motivation to get back up again. College was always a goal of mine, but I lost the drive throughout my junior year to want to finish. I get disgusted by the books, the classes, the university as a whole, the people within it..... I just no longer value college. I want to finish for the sake of stability later on in life, but I have my moments when I ask myself “Is it really worth it?”. Not choosing a college for me was the worst decision that I could have ever made because I have no positive memories here solely based on myself. I never got the chance to be somebody in a way that I imagined in high school. I never got that chance to blossom because the perception of me on this campus was already shot the moment I got here. It continues to be shot because of the people that I meet. I find it funny how you meet people that appear to be genuine and positive, and then the moment you open up.... just the slightest bit, they start moving funny. People coming into my life and moving funny is one of the main distractions that knocks me off my game because of all the stress and drama that may cause. I want to genuinely be happy my last year in college, but I don’t see that happening here. I don’t want to be happy for a month or a week, I just pray everyday for that one long period in my life where there is nothing to stress about, nothing to harm me, to break my heart.... none of that. Am I the only one who gets that little thought in their mind about dropping out?
I go through it and people don’t even notice. I keep a smile on my face and help everyone else around me fight their battles when I need help too. And maybe there’s some blame placed on me because I have too much pride to ask for help.... but the point is, people don’t notice. I’m way past crying over everything, getting mad over everything.... I’m just tired. When I stay up all night talking to people about their problems, drive at 4am just to be by someone’s side that wouldn’t do the same for me.... there’s a problem. Everyone looks towards me to be strong and give them the advice to move forward, but we’re both learning about this thing called life together. For example..... it’s easy to tell a drunk to put down a bottle, but how the hell can I tell them if being a drunk isn’t my life. I’ve been on edge my whole junior year and people take light to it when I say that I walk around this school miserable because I never wanted to be here. I never loved it here, my support systems aren’t here, and nothing or no one down here is real. I had a conversation on Facebook today about the challenges we face in college, and I remember saying that there is no amount of preparation that you could do when it comes to college. They tell you that college is great and that you NEED to go, but no one tells you the reasons why you shouldn’t. The truth was sugarcoated all throughout my life and I thought college was going to be when I blossomed, but I can’t really say that I did. I have periods of growth and then I have periods of deterioration and most times, I get so sick and tired of falling that I just don’t want to stand back up again. I lay in my bed tonight slightly weakened because I just cannot find the motivation to get back up again. College was always a goal of mine, but I lost the drive throughout my junior year to want to finish. I get disgusted by the books, the classes, the university as a whole, the people within it..... I just no longer value college. I want to finish for the sake of stability later on in life, but I have my moments when I ask myself “Is it really worth it?”. Not choosing a college for me was the worst decision that I could have ever made because I have no positive memories here solely based on myself. I never got the chance to be somebody in a way that I imagined in high school. I never got that chance to blossom because the perception of me on this campus was already shot the moment I got here. It continues to be shot because of the people that I meet. I find it funny how you meet people that appear to be genuine and positive, and then the moment you open up.... just the slightest bit, they start moving funny. People coming into my life and moving funny is one of the main distractions that knocks me off my game because of all the stress and drama that may cause. I want to genuinely be happy my last year in college, but I don’t see that happening here. I don’t want to be happy for a month or a week, I just pray everyday for that one long period in my life where there is nothing to stress about, nothing to harm me, to break my heart.... none of that. Am I the only one who gets that little thought in their mind about dropping out?
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