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Current mood:  discontent Category: Life
Have you ever thought about what it would be like to go to your own funeral and sit and listen to what everyone has to say about you and the life that you led? Who would be there, who wouldn't be there? I have thought about it a lot lately, especially thse past couple of months. I have wondered who -if anyone- would actually show up to my funeral- how many people I touched in my short 18 years. And what they would have to say about me -good or bad. Have i really done anything in my life that is actually worth talking about? I sure as hell dont think so. The only things i can think about that i have done with my life are all bad -how many people i have hurt and how many people have hurt me. I have realized over the past few weeks that i haven't really done anything with my life, except cause others pain. And i have become a person that i never thought i would become. Im so different from the person i was a year ago. And it scares me. What will i be like in another year? Will i be even worse that i am now? Will i somehow be better then i ever have been? What exactly is "better" for me? Im going down the path of distruction, and i dont know how to turn around and get out of it. I keep telling myself to turn around and run the other way. My head is telling me to run, but my heart feels like it is being left behind, and i keep having to run back to get it, then i get stuck there agian. Its a never ending circle. The minute i am actually HAPPY with where my life is going, i open my eyes, and realize that i have once again fucked up. So, who would show up to my funeral? If i died tomorrow, who would honestly care? Even the people that say they care, would they really care enough to even shed a tear? Or was my 18 years on this earth a total waste of time? Would my father make up the same kind of excuse he made when he couldnt come to my high school graduation? Would any of my family over there show up? Or would it be "too far out of the way", or "too short of a notice"? And if he did actually show up, what could he possible say? Come to my open casket and ask me if i was doing ok, just like the last time i was in need of my "daddy"? He hasn't seen me since i was 10 years old, what could he possibly say? Maybe how much it hurt him when i told him that i no longer loved him and i wanted nothing to do with him and i didnt want him in my life anymore. What about my mother? She could remind me how much i fucked up her life with the decisions i made. How she can never be happy with a man because i pushed away the last person she was in love with. How every year on May 10th, she is reminded of how they only lasted a year, until i had to step in and ruin everything. Or she could say that i ruined our relationship by moving out right after we started to get close and have a good relationship. And i proved to her that i couldnt make it on my own. She could come to my casket and look at my pale face and tell me "i told you so" again, just like she did not too long ago. The one person that i would love to show up is John. So he can feel satisfaction that he actually won in this whole "game" i call my life. He could see that he brought me down so far that im now dead. And he can also have the satisfaction of knowing that it was partly his doing.
I think about all of the funerals i have been to or heard about, the ones that have to be in some auditorium that fits thousands, yet there are still people pouring out the front doors. And i think to myself, "have i had an impact on that many people? Would that many people show up to my funeral? Or would it just be my close family and friends that are pretty much obligated to show up?" Could i possibly fill even a small church with people that care about me and care that i wont ever be in thier lives again? Then that makes me wonder, would the people i care about the most show up? Would my "best friend" show up? Or would she be too busy with her new life to care? Would i see my latest crush? Or any of my ex's? Would Brian be there? Hopefully he hasnt completly forgotten about me, cause i sure as hell haven't forgotten about him. In fact, there are only 2 people that i have not been about to get off my mind, and Brian is one of them. Not because i still love him, but because I still cant believe that i could actually fall OUT of love with someone quicker then i fell IN love with him. Would Rudy be there? He said that he would "always be there for me", and he proved 2 years ago that he wasn't ever going to be there for me ever again. So, would he come to see me dead and realize that maybe he should have tried to be in my life more then he actually was? Or would he hear about it and not want to show up for the simple fact that i fucked up. It seems like i fuck up a lot of things that have the potential of being good in my life. I have never been able to have a healthy relationship with anyone, and i honestly dont think i will ever be able to.
So, what would it be like to sit in on your own funeral? who do you think would show up? do you think i would be there, in the front row wishing you hadn't gone away from me? Will thinking about all of this make me change my ways of life? Probably not, but i sure as hell will try. If only for a while, i dont want to end up dying before i have lived my life the way i wanted to live it.
(hope all this made at least a little bit of sense, im not even sure if it all makes sense to me..)
Krista
 | Currently listening: Daughtry By Daughtry Release date: 21 November, 2006 |
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