Non fiction

Depression

That's enough. I'm fed up with all this. Look at them! A whole bunch of high-heeled Barbie dolls ready to open their legs to every boy. Stupid girls. Stupid student life. Stupid university. Is it how you're supposed to become a grown-up? I give up. This is too much for me. Am I the only one to be aware of that? So this is it. The “amazing” student life experience everyone talks about. It's for me more a nightmare than a dream from which I want to wake up right now. Tell me this is not real, tell me I'm just having a bad dream. If I'm not, I'd rather sleep forever so as not to be the witness of this fucking reality. I just want to go home. To be with my parents. To feel safe. To be surrounded by sensible people. That's all what I want. I want to go far away from this alienating and corrupted business which is university. Liars! All of them are liars! Pretending that the world is perfect but it's all fake! But what can I do? I really have no idea. I need help... I'm not strong enough to face it alone. Please, for God's sake, do something. Please!

Sarah Boulanger