I knew I was gonna end up here someday but, I guess it was sooner than I could have expected. I overdosed behind Rexall and now all I do is regret what I could have had. If only I was a bit more extroverted maybe, maybe my life wouldn't have been so crappy. Hopefully after writing this, I can finally be free from this world and be reborn. Because the hand that God has given me wasn't it.
I was just a child when my parents got divorced. Me and my brother thought we had it hard but my father had it even worse. Having his wife of 10 years, leave him for a new and younger man had really destroyed him mentally. He was a scientist, he worked for the Mayor of our little town, []. Everyone loved him, he set a standard for many men.
My mother on the other hand was a travel agent. How my parents found each other was a strange case. She had just booked a family for a vacation to Mexico. A bright glimpse of light had shined through her window right into her eye. Pulling down the blinds, she saw my father, watch in hand pointing right towards her. Annoyed at the light she went to confront him. But, before my father had done that, he had gotten a watch from the mayor, as a gift of appreciation. While my mother confronted him in a very annoyed and slightly angry tone, he de-escalated the situation. They had a conversation and whatever blah blah blah and then they made me and my younger brother.
It was like destiny was pressuring my mother to talk to my father. I wish destiny could have done the same for me. If only I had asked him out, I would have had less regrets. But now as I explain my story, I hope I can do things a lot different next time.
It all started Junior year of highschool. My father after being divorced for several years had overdosed on a drug he had made, in his laboratory. At least he went out his way, peacefully I presume. When I had heard the news I tried to get in contact with my mother. It was hard but she had finally picked up my call after hours of trying. I broke the news to her and being sad that her ex-husband had died had me and Papyrus move in with her. Grieving with my little brother had to have been the last thing I wanted to do. Especially since he doesn't really know what is going on.
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Sans Harem
FanfictionPharmacist prescribed drugs for themself and overdoses "You believed in me when nobody else did."