I'm filled with guilt and shame for something I've done...and I don't think I can take another day of it.
I destroyed my relationship with the girl I would die for...I hurt her...and twisted her love into hate.
I also don't know what else I'm going to do with my life, I have no future...I haven't even graduated high school and I should have last year...I dropped out.
I don't have any money, I can't get a job because of not graduating.
I'm full of shame for what I've done...and I can't live with myself, I turned the greatest thing I had into nothing but hate and remorse.
I don't know if I can do it...but I'm contemplating it.
Edit: Thanks for all of you who tried to help, I made a promise to my grandfather when he passed to go to college and get through high school.
I'm not killing myself, I was just...on the edge and I felt devastated by what I'd lost.
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This pity fest is nauseating.