sycojerry

Have you ever had one of those days when you've taken as much as you can? Days when you have reached your breaking point. I think today is that day for me. I have so much turmoil in my life, and I've tried to be positive, but enough is enough. I hate this world and I hate my life. I don't know why I am here. I don't know why I roam this earth and take the shit it repeatedly gives me. I wonder what I did to deserve the life I have lead. Why do the people and things that I love constantly get taken away from me? Why has my life been one fuck-up after another? Why does everything good I try to do go terribly bad? Is it possible for something good to happen to me? NO! Why you might wonder? Because the universe hates me. Matter of fact I cannot think of one person who gives a shit whether I'm alive or dead. Is there even one person or thing in this world that will have anything to do with me if I don't return the favor. I have never had a single true friend in my 27 years of existence. What did I do to deserve this hell I call life? Why am I such an outcast in the world? Why am I even writing this journal? No ones going to read it anyway. I shouldn't care, but I do for some reason. All I ever wanted in life was to be accepted,but I cannot even have that. AND here I sit with a bachelors degree in psychology and I can't even help myself. There is no hope in my life , so I might as well just give up and stop trying to be happy. Life sucks and then you die.