Basically, I've hated my life since I started college. Wasn't a fan of it before, but now...I don't really see a point to living, and I really am hating college. Don't know if it's the lack of freedom, the debt over my head or the fact that this is the first time in my life I've had to conform my schedule to someone else's and that I have a bedtime (poor me.
) and can't just do what I want every day. But since I don't see a point, it's hard to get up in the morning, and since it's hard to get up in the morning, ETC. It's just sorta like getting dragged face first on a beach. My relationship with God has faltered somewhat, I seem to have trouble trusting His promises, and I'm pushing people away from me; not to mention I seem to wish for death at least once every day.I'm not suicidal, mind; just tired of living for some reason. I'm sure it's because I'm an emo punk kid, and I know my life isn't really bad at all, thus the whiny feeling. Just having trouble wanting to live.
So please be praying that I'll wake up, or get a kick in the rumpus or something.
