I would say I’m losing my mind.
I’m in college. It was a shitty semester and I flunked three out of six classes.
Not out of being an idiot, but lack of homework projects.
I flunked classes the previous semester and my mother told me she wouldn’t pay for my school anymore if I failed again… Whatever.
The thing is that… I feel a little stressed. I’ve been breaking and shouting at things.
I wanted to kill myself, instead I ended up singing gibberish out loud on the floor, while throwing kicks to an orange juice and balancing a stool chair on my neck. Also, I was breaking plastic glassware with a baseball bat and I tried chopping down a tree with said baseball bat until it broke.
So… I have no money for a psychologist, which I hope might help me out a bit.
I could go to a free psychologist, but my mother would toss me out of the house, because she’s of the idea that I must "fix myself". I’ve been doing so since I was five years old and now I’m breaking plastic-ware and shouting "Stop looking at me, motherf#cker!" at the kitchen table and the walls, while trying to have a decent conversation with the family dog.
I’d kill myself, but the thought of my mother crying won’t let me.
Any help would be nice. Thanks.
-Money… Ok, ignore money?
Ok. Thanks!
Damn.

-Ok, I’ll will.

-Eh, thanks for the healthy sarcasm.

-Unstress. Ok.

-Right on…

-Ok.
Seriously, at least That Girl admits she won’t help.




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