Ive had some incredible sex... Im smoked the finest weed... Ive made straight A's.... Ive done many wonderful things... Ive been the happiest ill ever be... I fell in love and am still with the woman i love... Im independent, financially stable, responsible, and productive... I am extremely romantic, and so is my girlfriend, but the plain fact is that you CANT stay in bed with the woman you love until the end of time... As a matter of fact, i cant have sex again for 7 years, i cant smoke weed again EVER, and i feel like i have very little in life that keeps me going... I wake up and go to class, then work... I talk to my girlfriend and watch my steps very carefully to avoid upsetting her delicate feelings... I drink sometimes to numb the pain... Im discovering codeine but it doesnt affect me... I feel like i have nothing to look forward to, like nothing in life will ever make me happy again.. Im on the very brink of selling all of my belongings and moving to zimbabwe or bolivia or argentina or someplace obscure... Music no longer touches my soul and dust collects on the strings of my many instruments... What keeps me here? In a normal life? The fact that i love my girlfriend... She doesnt seem to care about me most of the time and is very rude to me... Ive been putting my foot down and not accepting her disrespect, that always seems to place her back in line... I just feel like life is empty... Ive spent years and years pursuing religion, Gave my heart to Jesus, my mind to Buddha, and even an attentive ear to mormonism... Every soul searches for something... and its the same thing for all of us... Is it contentedness? The only two times i have ever been content were when i was high and when i was deeply embraced in the arms of my passionate lover... Was that my "something more" that ive been searching for? She will never speak to me again if i touch pot, and wont touch me again until we are married which has to be 7 years... And im sure that those things will quickly fade after repeat times... I just need to keep living... But i cant... I cant live... the fire of my life has been snuffed out... My body still breathes and pumps blood and my mind still processes information but my heart has given me a stern "fuck you" and my soul has checked out... I know this to be true because everyday i feel the muscles in my face grow tighter and more chiseled... My skin is covered in splotches and a genuine "soul-smile" is a thing of the past... Are drugs my answer? Is suicide? I beleive not... because even if i thought it would be best for ME i couldnt stand the sorrow i would be bestowing upon the ones who love me... Im loved, im stable, im able, and im willing, but i feel like my life is empty never to be refilled.....
Everything in me says not to post this publicly.... Who are you who reads this?
You with all the answers?
God? If your God, go ahead, send me a reply...
if your not, i would still like to know if you have any suggestions, i feel i have tried everything.....
Tonight there was a lightening storm and i climbed onto my roof and screamed
"God dont maim me!
Strike me down or Save me!"