Achtung_Bebe
New Yorker
My typical weekend goes like this: I work one day, stumble in at 3-4 am the next coming up with a horrible lie to tell my parents. Well they've had enough, and I have too.
I just can't go on living like this... living in a lie. Going out, getting drunk off my ass, then repeatedly getting used. I don't know where to begin picking up the pieces. I haven't always been this way. I almost figure "why bother?" because I feel like a worthless piece of shit--that is exactly how I'm treated.
I need to find a new crowd, because this is causing some serious self destruction on my part and I can't bear to stay in this feeling of worthlessness any longer.
Has anyone else gone through a phase in their life that they were not proud of whatsoever and felt this way? It's funny... I surround myself with all of my "friends" on the weekends, yet I have never felt so alone.
I just can't go on living like this... living in a lie. Going out, getting drunk off my ass, then repeatedly getting used. I don't know where to begin picking up the pieces. I haven't always been this way. I almost figure "why bother?" because I feel like a worthless piece of shit--that is exactly how I'm treated.
I need to find a new crowd, because this is causing some serious self destruction on my part and I can't bear to stay in this feeling of worthlessness any longer.
Has anyone else gone through a phase in their life that they were not proud of whatsoever and felt this way? It's funny... I surround myself with all of my "friends" on the weekends, yet I have never felt so alone.