I just turned 18 years old. I'm pretty good looking, humorous, and everyone enjoys being around me. Although I'm beginning to become extremely quiet, and get comments daily. This is caused by my inward thought process. I think very outside the box, almost losing grips with reality, as I think of how I am limited by my senses and perspectives.
I've been reading alot of philosophy and poetry, and have noticed my mind growing with each new day.
However, I feel I've matured so much, that while I begin to put my independent life into motion, I don't see the point.
I'm in high school, and have planned my route to college. I often just sit amazed though, looking at myself in a glass window. I can't believe that I have been given this body and mind, and I don't even know who I'm looking at in the window. I feel resentful just for being a human. I never asked to be alive, and now that I'm stuck here in this endless cycle, I just want out. I would feel bad for hurting my family by commiting suicide, that is the only thing keeping me from doing it, because I could not do that to my mother. However, lately my relationship with my family is deteriorating, as we are finally beginning to let eachother know how much we dislike eachother's ideals.
After high school, the rest of my life will consist of more work in college, and then more work to most likely support a family.
Why does all this matter?
Why bother living beyond this point. I'm sure most of my good times are long gone. It's a long pointless road from here on out.
I think of suicide often these past few months. It just seems the more logical approach. I'm content with what I've gotten out of life so far.
I can't get myself to believe in God, and I'm sure this is what drives me so crazy. It's true, without God, Love, or a goal, life has no point.
Could these thoughts also be caused by my excessive pot smoking in youth. I completely gave up on drugs one day, and it was the most difficult thing for me to do. I've now had a clear head for over a year, and am amazed at the power I have in my mind; although now I just have the urge to try some harder drugs like Shrooms or something just to escape this reality and go on an adventure. You know what I mean?
So just wondering if anyone else feels the same as me?
I've been reading alot of philosophy and poetry, and have noticed my mind growing with each new day.
However, I feel I've matured so much, that while I begin to put my independent life into motion, I don't see the point.
I'm in high school, and have planned my route to college. I often just sit amazed though, looking at myself in a glass window. I can't believe that I have been given this body and mind, and I don't even know who I'm looking at in the window. I feel resentful just for being a human. I never asked to be alive, and now that I'm stuck here in this endless cycle, I just want out. I would feel bad for hurting my family by commiting suicide, that is the only thing keeping me from doing it, because I could not do that to my mother. However, lately my relationship with my family is deteriorating, as we are finally beginning to let eachother know how much we dislike eachother's ideals.
After high school, the rest of my life will consist of more work in college, and then more work to most likely support a family.
Why does all this matter?
Why bother living beyond this point. I'm sure most of my good times are long gone. It's a long pointless road from here on out.
I think of suicide often these past few months. It just seems the more logical approach. I'm content with what I've gotten out of life so far.
I can't get myself to believe in God, and I'm sure this is what drives me so crazy. It's true, without God, Love, or a goal, life has no point.
Could these thoughts also be caused by my excessive pot smoking in youth. I completely gave up on drugs one day, and it was the most difficult thing for me to do. I've now had a clear head for over a year, and am amazed at the power I have in my mind; although now I just have the urge to try some harder drugs like Shrooms or something just to escape this reality and go on an adventure. You know what I mean?
So just wondering if anyone else feels the same as me?