I don't know what has come over me anymore. its like the farther i try to distance myself from pain it get ever closer. faliure bogs down every aspect of my life. and yet i put on the act that everything is ok when its not. then i sever several arteries at the thought that my problems have any significance, because they don't. I'm a teenager, i'm a teenager, i am supposed to be sad and rebellious, its what we do, but why do we get like this. I think i read somewhere that its a nervous reaction to the realization that our lives are aobut to enter that 40 or so years of pointless living that ends in one cataclysmic death that no one hears and no one cares about because it happens in the woods where no one can hear you. and no one can see...