Hi, I've been having a slight problem.
You see, three years ago, I met this girl. I fell in love. We were engaged. But then, she left me.
I was suicidal in early college years, due to poor family upbringing and recently having moved (I had moved from Moncton New Brunswick to Cincinnati Ohio, so I lost any friends I have have had), and I was essentially feeling down on my luck. But then I met a girl. She was cute, smart, she loved animals as I do; She was a Native American, and she felt a kind of spiritual connection in them I admired. She made them her life. She was wealthy, and did not have to work, so she volunteered at an animal shelter instead. I admired that, and looked up to her for it. She made jewelery in her spare time to fund the sanctuary she volunteered at.
Meanwhile, I was in college. It was hard, but I struggled on. I made it through freshman year by meeting her. Sophmore year we fell in love. Early junior year, I was working a lot more, and school became harder... My family was always cold and distant, so I didn't have any support there. When I got home every day, I lived only to speak with her. She was my sole light. In the end, I was working thirty hours a week and going to college full time to support myself... My family didn't support me, they never have. She was all I had. But, in the middle of junior year... Something happened.
She found later that the owner of the sanctuary had not been using the money she had raised to take care of the animals. He had taken it for himself, and was renovating his house with it. Meanwhile, the animals were behind on shots. She was despondent. But I, leaving the house at six AM five days a week, and coming home only after 10PM between work and school, was too exhausted to see how devastated she was. Looking back, it was obvious she was putting on a strong front for me. But I was a fool to not see the signs. A few months later, she left me a note saying she went to go find herself... Who she really was, and what she needed to do. I vowed to wait for her until she returned.
Meanwhile... It's been over a year now, and nothing has changed. I am terribly depressed, I can't focus, all I do is cry all the time or waste time doing nothing. I can't work as hard on my school work anymore, my grades have slipped horribly... I went from B+ student to below passing in under a year... I don't know what to do. At this rate, I won't get my degree, I'll be kicked out of college and have nothing. Nothing...
I don't know how to stop it. I seriously can't stop myself. I have no real friends anymore... No family. I've been looking on, and I just don't see the point of my living any more. I have no hope left. Before, I looked to the future because she was there. But now... I don't know anymore. I'm not suicidal, but I need to fix myself before this gets any worse... I don't know what to do.
You see, three years ago, I met this girl. I fell in love. We were engaged. But then, she left me.
I was suicidal in early college years, due to poor family upbringing and recently having moved (I had moved from Moncton New Brunswick to Cincinnati Ohio, so I lost any friends I have have had), and I was essentially feeling down on my luck. But then I met a girl. She was cute, smart, she loved animals as I do; She was a Native American, and she felt a kind of spiritual connection in them I admired. She made them her life. She was wealthy, and did not have to work, so she volunteered at an animal shelter instead. I admired that, and looked up to her for it. She made jewelery in her spare time to fund the sanctuary she volunteered at.
Meanwhile, I was in college. It was hard, but I struggled on. I made it through freshman year by meeting her. Sophmore year we fell in love. Early junior year, I was working a lot more, and school became harder... My family was always cold and distant, so I didn't have any support there. When I got home every day, I lived only to speak with her. She was my sole light. In the end, I was working thirty hours a week and going to college full time to support myself... My family didn't support me, they never have. She was all I had. But, in the middle of junior year... Something happened.
She found later that the owner of the sanctuary had not been using the money she had raised to take care of the animals. He had taken it for himself, and was renovating his house with it. Meanwhile, the animals were behind on shots. She was despondent. But I, leaving the house at six AM five days a week, and coming home only after 10PM between work and school, was too exhausted to see how devastated she was. Looking back, it was obvious she was putting on a strong front for me. But I was a fool to not see the signs. A few months later, she left me a note saying she went to go find herself... Who she really was, and what she needed to do. I vowed to wait for her until she returned.
Meanwhile... It's been over a year now, and nothing has changed. I am terribly depressed, I can't focus, all I do is cry all the time or waste time doing nothing. I can't work as hard on my school work anymore, my grades have slipped horribly... I went from B+ student to below passing in under a year... I don't know what to do. At this rate, I won't get my degree, I'll be kicked out of college and have nothing. Nothing...
I don't know how to stop it. I seriously can't stop myself. I have no real friends anymore... No family. I've been looking on, and I just don't see the point of my living any more. I have no hope left. Before, I looked to the future because she was there. But now... I don't know anymore. I'm not suicidal, but I need to fix myself before this gets any worse... I don't know what to do.