ISOLATED (discontinued)

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Ring! Ring!

I turned my head looking directly at my phone, staring at it, letting the alarm go off for a few seconds.

I place it on my bed next to me, not really finding the energy to put it back on the nightstand.

I stood still, lying on my bed, staring at the ceiling silently, thinking about the same things I always do.

Saturday.

The word suddenly going through my mind for some odd reason.

I turned on my side, facing the wall, rubbing my face tiredly.

Slowly picking up my phone, I looked at the date.

I turned to lay on my back once again, closing my eyes, taking slow and subtle breaths.

Saturday. Saturday is good.

Everybody loves Saturday, but me. It's just like every other day... hell.

Ever since I turned 17, my mind lost itself... I lost myself.

Ever since I turned 17, I've gone to therapy every week and I've been homeschooled because "I'm a danger to myself", and nobody knows what I could do. I have to constantly be watched.

Ever since I turned 17, I haven't had many friends. I've stopped talking to people and rarely come out of my room. I've been breaking my parents into pieces and worrying them way more than any regular 17 year old should. Why? Because I'm a self centered, disgusting creature that cares of no one else, not that I try, I just am.

Ever since I turned 17, I've been depressed, sad, lonely, desolate, wretched, inconsolable, miserable, despondent, sorrowful, traumatic, suicidal... ever since I turned 17,

I've been Isolated.