Well, here i am again blog o.o semi riled up, kinda frustrated with no real... way to vent it. Things haven't been going according to how i would've loved them to go for me. Naturally i'm feeling a lot of anger pent up, a lot of frustration, and i don't think i have a good place to vent it all, neither do i think i want to vent it all. Its aimless, pointless and... just... i don't think it'll help thats all. I'm not happy with the way my life is going. I'd love to say i'd rough it out all over again, but everything around me seems to be crumbling down that i myself feel like its happening to me. I'm taking minimal amount of joy in doing the little things that make me happy and keep my spirit and hopes high but its not working very well at all. This environment and this lifestyle i am in is depressing. Dear god, it honestly is extremely depressing.
I need out of this. I want to rip my body open as if i were trapped in some sort of confining shell holding me back, but this is the truth of the position i am in, and its who i am. Words only get you so far, actions do the rest. I haven't found motivation enough to drive my actions....
Say blog, where did my younger years go? Not saying that i miss my childhood or what not, but back in the day when i would work tirelessly for perfection, i would take pride in what i do, i pride myself for being a good student, attending every class and being on somewhat like an honour roll, doing every assignment before they're due... I feel like i'm slipping slowly from what i used to be, into this depressing self that i am in now. Feasting off the physical things and benefits in life to keep me happy or distracted for those few minutes if i can. I don't know how it came to this. I feel epicly saddenned looking at my current state of self. Where did i go. Where is my usual self. Funny how i feel like breaking down this very moment, i feel like my mindset at the moment is like a fragile piece ready to break any moment.
In all honesty then i don't feel like a lot of people around me have been supportive to my case. In fact, even if they were, I don't know how anyone could help me except myself, yet i don't know where to go. I don't want a holiday, i don't want escape from all this work and study life, i just want the old me back. I just do. Not to mention i have people pushing me at every corner, with expectations of me and though i don't really and usually succumb to peer pressure, its really bringing me down now. Even my hamster may not realise this but... i guess its kinda contributing to it. Still, i try to be happy and smile and laugh about the things i can before i realise i have to snap back to reality and begin feeling this self pity and disgust all over again. Its not that easy to climb out of this mental state, its not something that can be fixed at the snap of a finger.
I feel like i'm going to loose everything. I'm going to and i know it. Then i'll be left with nothing left and will be just sitting there in a state of emptiness, with my whole self just broken, torn and one the floor in pieces. How. How did my life get to this. When did i start losing myself. When did i stop feeling happy with myself. When did i stop.
You tell me. I'm losing my mind here though many may not know or realise it. Where the hell am i. Who the hell am i. Where did i go...
I could go on for pages about this, but i don't think i will neither should i. I'll return to holding self disgust and hatred towards myself.