What Lies Beyond the Eyes

“I hate my life.”

That’s what a teenage boy thinks about himself, well maybe hate is too strong of a word. More like if I just stopped existing I really wouldn’t care one way or another.

Mark is 18 year old boy alone, no friends, depression, anxiety, and nothing to look forward to. Only his mom, dog, and younger brother who is the complete opposite of him. His brothers sole existence is seemingly to flaunt what he doesn’t have, a life. A beautiful girlfriend, a social life, a stable and healthy mental mindset, the only thing they really had in common is that they’re both semi athletic.

This didn’t seem to bother Mark though, who eventually just became numb to everything and thought, “Maybe it’s better being alone?”

Most of the people he was around gave him a massive headache from the anxiety they give him anyway. Why would he constantly want that anxiety? Why would he want to constantly feel the pressure of walking the boundaries of the social contract only just to inevitably get abandoned again and again like he always was?

Mark was tired. Exhausted from the cycle of being abandoned and treated like he wasn’t anything special. He just wanted to not feel hurt again. Is that too much to ask?

But after meeting a fateful someone, maybe this time it will be different? LMAO Nah, it’ll just be the same thing… right?