he who finds himself

he who finds himself, loses his misery.
when i am at my worst is the time when i turn to meaningful books or words or whatever.
thats definitely the case right now.
ive been crying on and off all day.
anyhting my parents say to me makes me cry.
i dont kno why.
but i was very down today
and really didnt want to talk to anyone.
all ive had all day is a starbucks frappachino.
im at a stressful point in my life.
my parents are pressuring me more than ever to do good in school.
and my friends are pressuring me more than ever to do things i want to do but know i shouldnt.

i was reading chicken soup for the teens soul earlier.
i do that when im depressed and want to find things that would maybe make me feel better.
the first thing i saw/read was
"he who hinds himself loses his misery"
i definitely think thats truee.
i dont know who i am.
what my purpose is.
what i want to do in life.
i just dont kno who i am.
and i really want to find out.
im afraid it might take a few years until that happens.
but hopefully it will.
i cant keep pretending to be okay.
i just cant.