I'm officially at the lowest point in my entire life. And it's not that I don't want to open up about my troubles, but because all these complicated troubles have just built up over time into this massive snowball. It's like... trying to melt this huge snowball in a land of ice, it's not possible, so I stopped trying. Opening up is easier said than done... But nobody would understand why it's so hard to open up, because they don't know my problems. See where this is going?
People probably think, what's there to be so troubled about? Well, you don't even know. All these troubles have caused me to feel so downright horrible every minute of the day. I can feel happy one moment, and the next moment feel absolutely sad. The worst part is: I can't do anything about how I feel, it just keeps coming back. I feel so moody all the time that I start to annoy and dampen the mood of the people around me.
I've resorted to not speaking to anyone unless absolutely necessary because I'm a fucking burden. Just to stay out of everybody's life and sort out my own. Soon, people will realize that their lives are much better without me in it and that they can live just fine without me. And I won't even blame them. Why keep a burden, right?
