downthrough
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She never wanted to see me again. Cut to my room, the place I never left, the place you never saw. Three weeks of no contact, no feeling, just drained.
My sister came to the house with a friend. We were watching The Outer Limits. She seemed like she was in a hurry, but assured me she wasn't. She asked, “Do you want to go to Austin?” I thought, why not, there's nothing left for me here anymore. Little did I know I would never return.
The mononucleosis seemed to have worn off. I wasn't tired, I was fucking pissed off. At who? Everyone, including myself. So what did I do? I expressed it. How? I physically and verbally intimidated others, and for myself, I went straight to my knife. Luckily, everytime I did, I ended up with a thread of hope. How does that work? I put down the knife. Unfortunately, the evidence is still there, streaks of pale lines on a brown canvas, not so unlike a modern abstract painting.
The move to Austin didn't help immediately. I still felt lonely, suicidal and full of hate. All of the time i spent alone didn't help either. I wanted my life back. That meant going back to San Antonio and having the things I had two months prior. Now when I look back, San Antonio was nothing more than an imaginary idea. Home was nothing more than an imaginary idea. I was nothing more than an imaginary idea.
Just because you are prescribed meds and go to therapy doesn't mean you automatically feel better. In fact, one word explains what happens at first, overwhelming. Can you relate? Everyone feels overwhelmed at some point in their life. Mine happened one day when I was alone. Images of Kristina flashed into my mind. Why? We talked earlier that day. Needless to say, that didn't help much. Now I saw her differently. A girl I once thought was optimistic, supportive and loving now appeared to me like a liar, hypocrite and uncaring. I freaked. I found some cord and looked for a high spot to hang myself. Again, as much as I longed for it, I couldn't. Thoughts of family and friends eventually woke me from my suicidal nightmare.
Pretty lame, but eh, whatever. Any comments, suggestions?
My sister came to the house with a friend. We were watching The Outer Limits. She seemed like she was in a hurry, but assured me she wasn't. She asked, “Do you want to go to Austin?” I thought, why not, there's nothing left for me here anymore. Little did I know I would never return.
The mononucleosis seemed to have worn off. I wasn't tired, I was fucking pissed off. At who? Everyone, including myself. So what did I do? I expressed it. How? I physically and verbally intimidated others, and for myself, I went straight to my knife. Luckily, everytime I did, I ended up with a thread of hope. How does that work? I put down the knife. Unfortunately, the evidence is still there, streaks of pale lines on a brown canvas, not so unlike a modern abstract painting.
The move to Austin didn't help immediately. I still felt lonely, suicidal and full of hate. All of the time i spent alone didn't help either. I wanted my life back. That meant going back to San Antonio and having the things I had two months prior. Now when I look back, San Antonio was nothing more than an imaginary idea. Home was nothing more than an imaginary idea. I was nothing more than an imaginary idea.
Just because you are prescribed meds and go to therapy doesn't mean you automatically feel better. In fact, one word explains what happens at first, overwhelming. Can you relate? Everyone feels overwhelmed at some point in their life. Mine happened one day when I was alone. Images of Kristina flashed into my mind. Why? We talked earlier that day. Needless to say, that didn't help much. Now I saw her differently. A girl I once thought was optimistic, supportive and loving now appeared to me like a liar, hypocrite and uncaring. I freaked. I found some cord and looked for a high spot to hang myself. Again, as much as I longed for it, I couldn't. Thoughts of family and friends eventually woke me from my suicidal nightmare.
Pretty lame, but eh, whatever. Any comments, suggestions?