Descent into insanity. . .

I failed. I wanted a job here, but now I have no choice but to move back.

I don't want to.

But, I saw it coming from a long ways away.

The last little bit of my spirit is crushed. My urge to write is gone.

All my thoughts now revolve around one thing:

I cannot claim my own happiness.

I'll never be able to.

From getting kicked out of the only internet group I've been in, to being unable to fill out an application without shutting down.

This is my place, to never be able to do for myself.

And my biggest problem? It's because I can't face my fears.

Specifically, my fear of failure.

Why should I try anymore? Why should I try when everything I want long-term is blocked by myself and the thing I hate most?

Consider this an extended hiatus. Will I come back? No clue.

And for those of you who want to say something. . .

Words are just words. They cannot help. They never will.

Farewell, and I hope you don't have my problems.

Comments

[Scootaloo96]

I'm sorry to hear that.

Words are just words. They cannot help. They never will

Yes they can. Take the Harry Potter books they changed the life of many people.

[Paradox Theory]

3226551 Then those people have fickle feelings. I've been lied to so many times that my trust is broken. For good.

[Scootaloo96]

3226572 Once again I'm sorry but what good will leaving do?