An excuse for misery

Dabby:

I might have wanted to be unconscious for a longer time, or better still fall into a coma even if it wasn't something to hope for. But I was too stressed out of my mind. Everything had become really exhausting, that I didn't want to try anymore.

By the time I opened my eyes hours later after collapsing, I was lying on one of the beds in the school infirmary. An IV was passed to my arm, and it seemed like my arm had bandaged all over again.

The pains I was feeling before were all gone, and everything just felt like nothing had happened at all. Except for the fact that my head almost split open the previous day, and the fact that I was lying on a hospital bed instead of sitting in class.

There was no one around and it really felt so lonely and sad, because it was too painful to feel like no one even cared if I died. The patience my hope had was wearing thin, and I couldn't imagine living this kind of pathetic, ostracized life too in college.

I let my thoughts get to me th