I have never had a life which was unbearable or soul shattering, but it wasn't easy either. My mother and father were in one of those relationships where they loved and hated each other, and that all came to a head when they separated. i was around seven at the time (i don't remember the exact age so expect some margin of error) and it hurt, but they were better off
a year or so ago my mom got together with a good guy and they are happy. same goes for my father. but since even before they separated i have had issues with depression. it has always weighed down on my due to a weakness i saw in myself. but as of late it has evolved into a mix of depression and self hatred. this all stems from that original idea of weakness. at the moment i am fine, but i wont be for long. at least that is what i fear. i don't want to hurt myself or kill myself, but those ideas have been a looming shadow. the problem is that the shadow is getting bigger. i cant tell my mother or my father because when i try to they don't understand what i'm trying to say. my mother says it is the fact that i'm on the computer all the time when that is one of the few ways that i can escape from the self hatred. i forget i exist for just a moment. my dad just doesn't see why i'm sad.
i forgot to explain why i think i'm weak. i think i'm weak because i cant help those i care about. my life was never especially hard, but those around me didn't have the same privilege. i watched as my family struggled to put food on the table and worked their fingers to the bone. but i always ate, even if they went hungry. i hated that. i am the kind of person who finds happiness in others so instead of making me feal loved, those kind gestures were torture. and i couldn't do a damn thing. not for them, not for myself, nothing. and now that self hate has gotten so much worse. i grit my teeth when i think of myself, i have gone to punch a wall and thought "but i will hurt myself" and a little part of my thought "good". that part is getting bigger, and i am scared that i wont be able to resist it at some point. just to be clear i haven't reached that point, but it is coming fast.
and now i will move on to the second most scary part of my life. i have no goal. most if not all people have a goal they strive for. i have none. no, that isn't quite right. i want to love somebody. i want to find a person who i believe deserves all the happiness i can give and give it. but i don't have that. i feel like that is my reason to live, and yet i dont have anyone to give to. i live exclusively for other people. and yet i cant find anyone to live for. right now all i have is people to not die for. i don't die because they would be sad, or they need me. but i don't have someone to live for. and right now that is something i really want, maybe even need.
i want to just delete this but i spent a lot of time on it. if you read this, thanks.