Today my mother had an operation on her cancer. My step-farther told me that he would call me if anything happened. I got a call in maths which I was unable to answer and was unable to check who it was from. I assumed that my mother had died, but I didn't feel sad. I didn't care. After I left the lesson I found out the call was supposed to be a prank call. But what worried me is that I didn't care, and lately a lot of bad things have been happening around me and I just don't care... What is wron
Whats the point of living if we die anyway? Living life is a pain. Wouldn't it be easier just to end it all right here, right now? Today I feel like I am split between killing myself and living. The only reason I carry on living is that I believe that maybe life will get better. But it never does. I feel like it would be easier for me to just end my life. It would stop the constant physical pains of moving and it would stop the constant emotional pains of peoples heartlessness. I know that suici
So, today is day I write my first blog. To be honest I guess I'll just use this to relieve stress. Anyway I guess the first thing I'll write about is why I hate my school. I go to a grammar school which is supposed to have the top 20% students in the UK but to be honest I feel like I'm surrounded by idiots. They hate me for whatever I do. For example today when I was in philosophical studies we were asked to discuss how we can prove that god exists/does not exist so someone said we can't and I a
