Down the Rabbit Hole (v)

It was during my third year that I failed and found myself broken at long last, both academically and in spirit. Perhaps it was foolish of me having despaired over a plight not my own, but what friend is a friend who turns the blind eye during one’s hour of need. What followed and came to be, was and still is my greatest personal failure. From the fog of desperation emerged a single grey thought, and be it one of selfishness or selflessness I cannot say, or rather dare not judge. For it was not so much my inability and failure as friend that weighed heavily my conscience, but rather the simple question “Why him… and why not me?” The fog had lifted under a black sun’s dawn, and towards new mecca of desolation I set forth my self-destructive path. I would fail my first course that following semester.

Labels: introspect