
I honestly feel like killing myself if living in Banff is it's gonna be the same old shit show. With nothing to do ever. Just chill in my room, watch movies and go out for a bit every few days. I'm so angry. Like fuck. There's no where in Banff that's hiring. I really want to go back to Edmonton, but that wouldn't work out for me. Also I just want to run away for the summer to BC or elsewhere to escape this little prison.
I'm going crazy again over here. All I've been doing is sleeping, reading, sleeping, eating and reading. Then I'm on the computer for 15-30Min's at a time, then I'm back to reading or sleeping. I need out, I want out. I'm ready to cry, shout and scream. Nobody understands me, whatsoever.
I'm honestly like a book, that someone has read. And now I'm being placed on the shelf to collect dust. Nobody will ever come out here and visit me.
I'll make plans with somebody, and those plans will never follow through.
I hate this shit hole, and all the people with it. What makes me angrier is that my mom is always gloating about how happy she is to never have left Banff. Which makes me cringe.
I'd rather be dead right now. It would save me the time, trouble and effort to do anything.