snowboarder88
Bluelighter
i went through a serious drug period and then a serious withdrawal period where i questioned everything ive ever done, questioned every relationship with every person ive ever had, and grew to accept everything ive done. that took a while.
now i realize that ive burnt every bridge with every person i ve cared about, like good contacts that i detroyed, and will not graduate on time. i am 21, don't have a girlfriend, the last girl i liked did drugs and lives in london, and i live in america, all i care about it living in the city, NYC or London and i dont see myself getting there soon. i don't like where i live, i don't like the school i go to, and i dont like my friends. i realized i've just been fucked up since ive met them, like 3 years ago. i dont even know if i would like the friends that i made in london, people that i seemed to really care about but im not sure if we ever had fun together because all i did with them is drugs. the last year of my life is especially a blur. i don't even know any girls i actually like. the last girl i loved was probabley extremely infatuated because i met her a day after a k-hole (she was doing k the night i met her by herself). and all my money is spent. and i feel like i have absolutely nothing going for me. like all of my emotions and what i did was based around doing drugs. i feel like my life is a joke and everything that i once had was either my drug induced imagination or something i will never ever come close to getting back. my goals are fucked. i wanted to be an investment banker. my gpa is a 2.6, you need at least a 3.0 to even be considered for an interview, let alone get one. i feel like everything ive ever done was because of drugs. i feel like a fucking loser, like i have based my life off of nothing, like people looked at me when i was fucked up and was like, "what the fuck is this kid doing?" and i thought i was good to go. i failed two classes, ive never failed classes before. and now im suppose to be moving out of my house and i dont have anywhere close to the means to do so. I had so much regret but now i am just feeling the after-glow of it. im fucked. i didnt know what i was doing, i just got so caught up in everything. i dont even know what happened to me. i dont have any good memories with the people i care about. i dont even know what to do. i dont have a foundation. i dont have a reason to be motivated anymore and i dont have a reason for any girl to actually like me. like the girls that liked me before will probabley just realize im a joke. i dont have anything
i had issues for years that i kept bottled up and they all came out when i stopped doing drugs, i was hiding behind so much shit for so long and no i've realized that.
i should've had at least one of two girlfriends right now but neither of them would even fuck me because i was such an asshole.
im not sure if i yearn for this girl because i miss the drugs, london, or her actually.
what the fuck do i do now?
i also don't know what the fuck to look forward to in life.
im embarrassed. i had a serious problem, figured it out on my own so no one knew i had a problem and now i feel like an asshole, because i was one. and im not one.
so many people told me to get help for years and i didnt realize it until literally it was too late.
now i realize that ive burnt every bridge with every person i ve cared about, like good contacts that i detroyed, and will not graduate on time. i am 21, don't have a girlfriend, the last girl i liked did drugs and lives in london, and i live in america, all i care about it living in the city, NYC or London and i dont see myself getting there soon. i don't like where i live, i don't like the school i go to, and i dont like my friends. i realized i've just been fucked up since ive met them, like 3 years ago. i dont even know if i would like the friends that i made in london, people that i seemed to really care about but im not sure if we ever had fun together because all i did with them is drugs. the last year of my life is especially a blur. i don't even know any girls i actually like. the last girl i loved was probabley extremely infatuated because i met her a day after a k-hole (she was doing k the night i met her by herself). and all my money is spent. and i feel like i have absolutely nothing going for me. like all of my emotions and what i did was based around doing drugs. i feel like my life is a joke and everything that i once had was either my drug induced imagination or something i will never ever come close to getting back. my goals are fucked. i wanted to be an investment banker. my gpa is a 2.6, you need at least a 3.0 to even be considered for an interview, let alone get one. i feel like everything ive ever done was because of drugs. i feel like a fucking loser, like i have based my life off of nothing, like people looked at me when i was fucked up and was like, "what the fuck is this kid doing?" and i thought i was good to go. i failed two classes, ive never failed classes before. and now im suppose to be moving out of my house and i dont have anywhere close to the means to do so. I had so much regret but now i am just feeling the after-glow of it. im fucked. i didnt know what i was doing, i just got so caught up in everything. i dont even know what happened to me. i dont have any good memories with the people i care about. i dont even know what to do. i dont have a foundation. i dont have a reason to be motivated anymore and i dont have a reason for any girl to actually like me. like the girls that liked me before will probabley just realize im a joke. i dont have anything
i had issues for years that i kept bottled up and they all came out when i stopped doing drugs, i was hiding behind so much shit for so long and no i've realized that.
i should've had at least one of two girlfriends right now but neither of them would even fuck me because i was such an asshole.
im not sure if i yearn for this girl because i miss the drugs, london, or her actually.
what the fuck do i do now?
i also don't know what the fuck to look forward to in life.
im embarrassed. i had a serious problem, figured it out on my own so no one knew i had a problem and now i feel like an asshole, because i was one. and im not one.
so many people told me to get help for years and i didnt realize it until literally it was too late.
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