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spadez
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- Jun 17, 2020
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i''m lost.
i know i'm very young. however, i've had these thoughts since i was 7. i would make up scenarios in my head where i passed away and everyone grieved. it didn't seem so bad. i was always top of my class, school even. i was years ahead of my own curriculum. but it changed this year. grades were everything to me and i didn't have too much of a social life. all i ever knew was school. i didn't like that. i changed myself and tried to fit in more. my grades took a nose dive. as of now, i'm sure i'm failing most of my classes. to my peers, i'm spontaneous and empathetic. deep down, i don't think i feel much. human emotions confuse me. before reacting to situations, i always have to analyze it. after a bit, it was natural for me. even so, i feel oddly infuriated at times. in the heat of the moment, i imagine murdering people in cold blood multiple ways. in fact, this started from 7 as well. i would think of planning a fire to burn my family alive. i still think of that today. the feeling is getting stronger, especially now i don't care if i die in the process. i know this makes me sound like a potential serial killer but for now, i don't think i plan to act on these urges anytime soon.
sometimes i think i want help. i think maybe i do. something tells me i feel desperation. i'm desperate to find an answer for my life. death seems to be the closest one. i don't have access to pain-free methods so for now, i'll just keep trying what i can. but one day, i'll get tired of living a life in third person.
i know i'm very young. however, i've had these thoughts since i was 7. i would make up scenarios in my head where i passed away and everyone grieved. it didn't seem so bad. i was always top of my class, school even. i was years ahead of my own curriculum. but it changed this year. grades were everything to me and i didn't have too much of a social life. all i ever knew was school. i didn't like that. i changed myself and tried to fit in more. my grades took a nose dive. as of now, i'm sure i'm failing most of my classes. to my peers, i'm spontaneous and empathetic. deep down, i don't think i feel much. human emotions confuse me. before reacting to situations, i always have to analyze it. after a bit, it was natural for me. even so, i feel oddly infuriated at times. in the heat of the moment, i imagine murdering people in cold blood multiple ways. in fact, this started from 7 as well. i would think of planning a fire to burn my family alive. i still think of that today. the feeling is getting stronger, especially now i don't care if i die in the process. i know this makes me sound like a potential serial killer but for now, i don't think i plan to act on these urges anytime soon.
sometimes i think i want help. i think maybe i do. something tells me i feel desperation. i'm desperate to find an answer for my life. death seems to be the closest one. i don't have access to pain-free methods so for now, i'll just keep trying what i can. but one day, i'll get tired of living a life in third person.