'I tossed and turned. Sorrow pulsed through me like blood, starting at my heart and slowly but surly spreading over my whole body. It engulfed me, swallowing me up, blinding me. I didn't understand, I just couldn't. How could someone be in so much pain over one trivial thing? How? It was ripping me apart, gnawing at me. I couldn't focus on anything. In school I would zone out, lost in a world that kept haunting things around every corner. At home I'd sit in my room, blankly staring at my wall. Once again lost. With my friends? I wasn't even aware. I'd move around like a robot, unconnected with the world around me. All I could thing of was the pain, no matter what I was doing. What made it worse was the fact that I could pretend I was okay. I could fool everyone with this masquerade; poising as this perfect, well-put girl. The truth though? I was suffering. I was in so much pain it took all my strength just to get up in the morning. I would lie, saying I was just tired. I wasn't though. I was fully awake, but drained of fight. I didn't know how to get through the day with out shedding a single tear. I couldn't breath at times it hurt so bad. I was depressed."
I know that's not as well put as could be but I want you to read that and act like that's you talking. Imagine the heaviness on this girls heart. Pretend that it's you experincing this. Now, if that affected you in any way realize that tons of people around you are feeling that way. Pass a teenage boy in the store? He might be feeling that pain. See a girl singing praise in church? She might be feeling that way. You never know. But we must realize that the pain is there.
So, for the first post of The Hurting Youth I just want you to think about this pain. This feeling of giving up and having no hope. Then we'll move on to the rest so you can really see into the world of hurting youth.