Here's the problem. I am slipping and I'm slipping way too fast to control it this time. I have tried an undisclosed amount of times to take my own life in the past 5 years and failed miserably everytime. As a result I have liver problems and my nervous system is completely shot. So that's a no go. Got on some very serious drugs and that failed to fill the hole again. Actually caused more problems. Tried as many girls as many nights as I could (horrible but also horribly true). The bottle didnt work either so I went to the doctors and they screwed me up even worse. I don't enjoy being a zombie and being too dumb to hate life. So I dumped that and started drinking again. That's when Marijuana found me. Here's the major problem. Ive got someone who genuinely loves me now. Now I've got mounds of addictions to overcome (cannot afford rehab and cannot afford better doctors... actually I cant afford any doctors now), I am what some would call an intellectual so I am constantly reading and thinking (not a good idea to think all the time when 99% of those thoughts end with me being a loser), and now Ive got a new friend. Apathy. Im beginning to not care. Im beginning to question if I can even love her back anymore. I don't care about anything.
Ok, well I know what its like to love someone thats insane. I was told to run as far away as fast away as I could but I didnt listen and I got burned from it. That was before the old friend came along. So I am beginning to recognize somethings that happened to me, only now I am the one doing it. On one hand I want to tell her to run and not look back (even though I know she wont, she's a fighter and she's not gonna let me drown like that) but I also know that I have lost the ability to do this completely on my own. My parents are out of the picture and my friends help when they can but they also have lives and jobs. And I dont want to place this burden on her but I can honestly say that I would stick around to try and see her through the same. She is the one that has to spend the rest of her life with me (we both aspire to marry soon)... I know that deep down I love her, but I also know that I'm not getting out of the quicksand all by myself. She's beginning to realize this. She accepts the challenge because she really does love me. But neither of us know what to do. How do I find my purpose again? My peers and co-workers all tell me that I'm a lion for dealing with what I have to (also something about looking like one
