i'm sorry... this is my fault......

maybe . . . i dunno . . it's been so many things

I... want to make amends somehow...

pues yo no te he llamado asi pero prometo no hacerlo =3 y no se si no quieres hablar de eso pero espero que no dejes de dibujar porque me encantan tus bujos y seria una lastima que no los hicieras otra ves, saludos!!! ^^

pues aun no lo c, tengo tantos dibujos ke me kede con ganas de hacer ke no c si pueda dibujar mas

pues espero que si lo sigas haciendo porque la verdad si extrañaria tus bujos =3

pues haber ke pasa wolfan, tal vez suba algunos ke ya tenia hechos de nuevos aun no c

pues espero que asi sea amigo paul y que todo este bien =3

Paul are you serious?

We've talked about this....what doesn't kill you should make you stronger.

Quit being so bitter and move on Bro....Really think about what you just said before you regret it.

i try bri but you know aht happens to my heart, i can't forget +head down+

All I can say is Forgive and Forget....it's gonna take a lot of time to do so but the sooner you forgive people the better you will feel and the easier it will be to move on.

i hope so bro i still have soem feelings

But... what is going on then?

I know certain things can hit home hard, but there's always somewhere were you can survive. My old school was absolute hell for me, driving me to a complete and total burnout, and with the government's changes to the education system, it was impossible for me to take a break and rest up. My life seemed completely pointless, like the entire world did not even want me to exist.

I have considered suicide many times, but was too afraid to actually do it.

But then, I got transferred to a new school. A lot farther away. I'd lost all confidence by then, dropping a level even though I was doing only half of what I was supposed to be doing. But everything went over so well there... so many friendly people who really cared about me, who really wanted to help me get back on track...

I finished that level last year, and then went up a level again to resume what I had started. Everyone around me told me that I was like new, refreshed... alive again. It was the support I got from school, the teachers, my classmates, everything went so much better.

I got a clear indication of my next move, a creative study on the subject of game design. I registered myself for the admission exam and passed it on my first try. Now I'm ready to move out and start living by myself by the end of August, starting up school in September.

It was something which I'd never even dared to dream of back then in that hell. I barely have any memories of it, completely shut down. Shattered promises, bullies, crowded workspace, high expectations with no energy to meet them...

But now I'm starting to grow again. Develop myself. And it's all thanks to that school where I was transferred to. I received my diploma last Thursday, and I have to say... it was a pain to know that I was leaving.

The point of my story is, Paul... don't give up. Pull some friends around you and try to find something new. There must be something, somewhere, that can help you revive yourself. A warm embrace, and acceptance.

^This.