Posted by: homelessgirl on: September 7, 2008
These are a new series of posts that I will be doing from time to time.
Because I love to write and I bought a notebook about a year ago I have been writing down thoughts, ideas any thing really. And whenever I felt at my lowest point at a moment of weakness and just didn’t think I could go on I would write. Sometimes with tears on the page and sometimes with such ferocious writing you could not read. I hope you enjoy these as they mean a lot and are very personal. Thank you again.
- Homeless Girl
23. 09. 07 – A moment of weakness
” As I watch people walk past me carrying their shopping bags and hold their head highs in content, contentment which they find in various ways. I sometimes think to myself: I wish I was someone else, somewhere else. That every memory of who I am, every feeling, emotion and pain would leave me. That I could go for a while I could be free.
But I cannot, I have no option for giving up. I want to fail but I cannot, I want to die but I have nothing to kill me because it would be too easy to leave and no one would remember me.”
September 7, 2008 at 6:01 pm
The desire to disappear, to quit being you, is compelling and alarming at the same time. Your lack of contentment may come from the fact that you are a thinker. It is difficult to take responsibility for what you think about, and yet that is the only way to contentment.