Living life with broken boxes

I know I don't post very often, because to be honest... I've lost touch.

But when there's no one else to turn to I know you're here for me to vent my problems. 

It's a sad truth, life. Earlier today: Mum - It's just so horrible to see someone so depressed and vacant at the age of 16. Me - Well that's what they say, you either nut up or shut up.

I think I might just shut up. I feel betrayed in every aspect of my life... I don't want to talk or see anyone. I just want to be alone. Maybe it's because I empathize and feel so compassionate towards most human beings, that never seeing a glimmer of hope in return has pushed me to this.

I feel sick. (because of myself) I feel like there's an empty hole in my soul... it was once filled but now has been void for far too long. This might be the last straw in my bale of hay. subsided and blinded by life, truth.