I know what's right and wrong, I recognize dangers and all that, but often I wish I didn't know any of it.
My life is very monotonous, too boring to be honest. There was a time when I went through a very turbulent period in my life, changing countries and lifestyles, my studies put me under a lot of pressure, and I ended up with severe depression... Well, I'll just say that too many things happened in too short a time that overwhelmed me, and that changed my way of life. From one moment to the next, my mind was overwhelmed, I was about to come out of a terrible depression, sleep paralysis, insomnia, academic stress, to simply having peace of mind... for a long, long time. So I felt like something was missing, that I was missing a lot of things.
Imagine that one moment you have too much adrenaline, but the next second that adrenaline disappears. Do you understand how I feel?
And all this led me to want to feel that way again. I really feel like I want to be depressed again, to have the minimal support I had, to worry every moment that my closest friend at that time is still alive.
You know? But I also want more things. I'm really against cigarettes, but there was a time when I felt like I had to have some kind of vice to escape from everything for a moment... I tried them two or three times and I really didn't like them. I brushed my teeth five times so my mom wouldn't find out (since I smoked in the bathroom), but I'm not sure if she smelled the smoke on my clothes or what.
I have this fantasy where I wish I didn't have my current life. I really want a chaotic life full of problems or whatever the hell. Sometimes I even hope something serious happens at home so I can run away. But at the same time, I hate putting more of a burden on my mom, more than she already has with my brother... Or maybe I just want my rebellious phase.