One step forward, two steps behind.
So you guys remember John? Just two post below this was 5 posts written for him because I could not bear to be away from him. But that camping trip..I went anyways, I didn’t even get a good grade.. But we both survived. Which is more than I can say….but now.. I don’t know what happened. He changed.. Life has been hectic. I’m falling back into depression. I don’t have anybody to talk to. Now I can truly say that nobody cares for me. I ovverdosed on prozac, I’m only supposed to take half a teaspoon, I probably took 4 or 5 times that much. I just want to be happy..or at the least, I want the pain to go away. I drank the whole bottle of FLUoxetine. I don’t think it’s doing anything..
I got him to talk to me last night. Boy I wish I hadn’t. He’s a totally different person. I know I deserve it but not by the standards he thinks I deserve it for. He says that I am immature and that I throw tantrums. I act the same way that he acts. And what he called a tantrum I called an argument. I was actually typing in the format I learned in my English class. Point, evidence, analysis. Except he didn’t let me get the the analysis part because that was when he called me immature.
I thought it was true love.. but I don’t think he ever loved me. He hates me. I don’t think he ever cared, I know for a fact that he doesn’t care right now… I was going through pictures on facebook and deleting posts that included him because there was no use for them. He blocked me. But is still friends with my brother and best friend… Anyways, I was looking at the pictures wondering whether I should delete them or just keep them.. Then I was listening to voicemails. I was listening to the tone in his voice. I don’t know what went wrong. I thought I was being mature when I said I was breaking up with him because I needed to focus more on school and because my stress levels were high. I mean don’t get me wrong, there were definitely good times. Playing minecraft..talking to him while he walked home. But he would always accuse me of making time for everybody else except for him. I mean wouldn’t that be immature? To be honest, I didn’t really have time for anybody.. he was just being too clingy even though I told him I would be busy. But I always missed him… I just needed to focus.
He also accused me of not loving him. I do love him, though. Why would I stay with somebody for a year and four months and not love them? That’s crazy. And the worst part is..I can’t focus now more than ever. I can’t focus on anything at all. My emotional levels are high.. I don’t understand why the prozac isn’t working. My mom is going to make a doctors appointment for me to get more.. I think I’m going to keep overdosing. Maybe not that much but more definitely..
I just want this to be over. I don’t want to deal with any of this..