i don't know how much more of my job i can take.  its literally making me suicidal.  they don't give me ANYTHING to do.  sitting in a chair staring at a wall for 8 hours is the worst thing i can imagine.  the only thing i can imagine that would be worse than that is standing somewhere doing nothing for 8 hours (retail).  i'm not exagerating either, i literally get assigned about 2-5 hours of work a WEEK.  LITERALLY.  i can't take it anymore.  its causing me terrible anxiety.  in the past i was bored all day but could come home and take klonopins and smoke pot and forget about how much my life sucked.  now i have NO means of escape.  i'm bored and anxious all day at work and then i come home and its more of the same except instead of sitting i'm lying in bed and instead of staring at a wall i'm staring at tv, which is really only slightly better.  my anxiety is so bad i feel like i can't breathe properly, like i can't get in a full breath.  it also makes me feel like i'm going to throw up.  i don't have any hobbies or anything i enjoy doing.  i just don't know what to do anymore.  this is the worst feeling ever.
he says he would love to stare at a wall for 23 hours a day just to watch me sleep for one but i know thats total bullshit. sure it sounds nice but i know what would really happen. while i was at work he would go out with his friends and get drunk and forget to call me to tell me he couldn't come over and leave me freaking out and not sleeping hoping that he is still alive. he says he loves me more than anything but sometimes its just really hard to believe. he says he doesn't want to live in his dads house for the rest of his life but i don't see how he'll avoid it without going to college unless i get a good job after graduating and support him for the rest of our lives, and resent him for it. he says he knows he makes me happy, but he doesn't realize that maybe the happiness i get from being with him, might not be worth all the pain i go through when i am not with him. he says he comtemplates death when i say i should break up with him, but he doesn't realize it would mean immediate death for me if i ever did. he says i'll listen to what he says and call his dilusional, when really its him thats always accusing me of that. and he says that i don't know how much he loves me, but i think i do. and i don't think its nearly as much as he thinks it is, and sometimes, his love is just not enough.
all i can do is cry. cry because there is nothing else. i hate my life so much right now. i hate every single part of it. i even hate chris. or i don't hate him exactly, i just hate everything he is doing right now. i hate how he is totally fucking up his whole life and doesn't care. and i hate how stupid he is and how he probably thinks i am just being selfish and honestly maybe i am. but i can't stand not loving him and i need him but he is so so so far away. and he won't find a real job so he can't come see me and keep me from doing stupid things and keep me from hurting myself because scars can heal in 2 weeks and he'll never know about anything and he probably wouldn't care anyway because he doesn't care about anything i ever say to him. i don't even think he listens to me anymore. and there is a skunk outside and thats all i smell but its not that strong because my nose is all stuffy because i can't stop crying and my mouth is filling with my tears and its all salty and i'm getting such a headache and i know he doesn't care.

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