Antidote of Happiness

I am sitting in my friend's fwb's living room, sitting on the sofa I will use as my bed tonight. This place has a big window that faces the ocean, right where his ship is floating. There he is, serving his country abroad, the great axis, the majestic military power of America. And here I am, sitting like an old rotten depressed apple, starting to get some mold. I do not even know what I am writing tbh, I just do. I just finished my crying session. I came a long way (3 hours, to be exact) to this city just for him to turn his airplane mode on, not wanting to see me. Pathetic, I know. But here I am writing, with overwhelming feelings; disappointment, regret, anger, shame, and brainlessness. 

My parents called right when I was on the train, angry, because I have been ignoring them and the people that have helped me to be the person I am, meanwhile, here I am, pursuing people that do not even care about me. I do not even understand myself anymore, I hate myself, in fact. How could I turn out to be this ungrateful piece of shit? a family disappointment. 

I sometimes question God's decision to prolong my life. 

I am growing to be all the old me would hate. I did almost all the things I would damn myself for. I thought I was gonna die 3 years ago. What a shitty way to see this suffering, I know. I used to be an ambitious little gifted pearl from the trash. is that even a word? lol idk. Now I am a cynical depressed young woman, still naive, though.

God better show me the reason why I should survive before I actually start questioning myself again whether or not I would meet Him sooner. God, if not because of You, I would have laid under the ground right now. I trust You, please help this useless being.

I am grieving the old me that no longer exists, full of self loathe and resentment.


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