Thinking of all the bad thing I've done. How mad,depress, and sad I am. I'm to the point where I just want to give up on my dreams and goals. I've hurt my family and myself.
I've tried to get help from others, but it's just not working out. I keep falling and tripping on my road. i just love having fun and drinking and forgetting about everything smoking cool of and relax myself. It feels great best feeling ever. I try the feminist thing which is trying to help myself, it just works for a little bit. my mom all up on me telling me to stop acting immature, always fighting, my little brother scare when he hears me mad. i do the feminist thing again it's working but i collapsed again.
After a while, I started to notice I was failing myself, I'm letting school pass over me. My friends succeeding I'm all behind in my education. my mom not speaking to me like before, she's tired of trying to help and I didn't let her. I'm on my own trying to help myself out. Its working; I'm creating goals in my life.
Months have passed; I'm doing very well in school. I don't go out anymore. My family and I are getting along. No more anger, sadness, or stress. I'm focused in school and I'm feeling happier. My moody days are gone. i'm happy to say I'm succeeding.
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