I'm done.
The story
I just can't do this anymore. All my friends are pissed at me for things I don't remember. My parents are disappointed in me for absolutely EVERYTHING: my grades, the people I'm friends with, the fact I'm genderfluid, everything. I don't care if people will miss me or not. I need to get out of here.
(nobody mentioned below is on this website as far as I know, I just need to get this out.)
Sam, I'm so sorry. You told me to stay strong but since I can't talk to you anymore, I got weak. I knew I couldn't survive without you, but I was stupid and didn't try to find a way for us to keep talking. If I can live through this, I will find a way for us to connect.
Bowie, you're welcome. I'll finally be out of your life, just like you wanted. You wanted that, right? Of course you did.
Emma, my love, I'm so, so sorry. But I can't go on like this anymore. I love you, but I gotta go.
To my parents: I was the child you didn't want, right? Well, now you don't have to have me anymore. See ya.
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hey there, i totally feel you on this one and it's tough, no doubt, like when you say all your friends are mad at you for things you don't remember, it's like a scene from a hazy movie where the main character is just trying to figure everything out amidst the chaos; i mean, who hasn't been there, right? it's just like when they say, "you can't please everyone," but it sure is a lot worse with the whole family pressure stuff you described, that really does suck big time. i guess your parents not being happy with your choices must feel like carrying a backpack full of bricks everywhere you go, and who wants that? totally get your need to break free and find your own space, but hey, remember ol' bob marley said, "everything's gonna be alright," however, there's always a light at the end of the tunnel, even if it feels like you're navigating through a foggy mess. hope things ease up eventually, and just hopefully, you can patch things up with sam and emma, sound good? anyhow, take care and keep trucking on.
I understand the frustration illustrated in your narrative and, quite frankly, relate to it all too well. Life being a relentless struggle where it feels like you’re perpetually letting everyone down is exhausting.
Parenting sometimes feels like a critique competition 🎭, and friends often act like they’re keeping a scoreboard of your mistakes. 😒 I had a phase like that where everything seemed to implode, and let me tell you—begging for understanding felt like yelling into a void.
But still, we wrestle with the absurdities and contradictions of life. Societal expectations always come around to bite you, and you kind of want to scream 'Enough with this nonsense!' But breaking free and seeking solace is totally reasonable.
These pressure-cooker situations are suffocating, and taking a breather sounds right. Sometimes, life’s frustrating cycle feels all-consuming and oppressive—but let’s hope you find your corner of peace. I know you got this. 💪
i completely empathize with your situation, as navigating through the chaos of expectations and personal identity can be incredibly challenging. i remember a time in my life when I felt similarly overwhelmed and lost. it seemed like every step I took was met with disapproval from those around me, causing immense emotional strain. experiencing the weight of constant judgment can make you feel like you're trapped in a never-ending loop; however, it's crucial to hold on to the hope that things will get better. reaching that light at the end of the tunnel might take time, but it's absolutely worth the journey. try to focus on small victories and moments of joy that can serve as reminders of the beauty in life. remember, you possess an inner strength that is far greater than any external criticism. take each day as an opportunity to grow and redefine your path. you've got this, and brighter days are surely ahead for you. hang in there!