Hello, newfag burger here.
I think I might be cursed
>be me 2 years ago, normie with great success as freshman in hs and generally was good and stable
>with dad at Grand Canyon
>dad is hoarder and steals some rocks from grand Grand Canyon
>Don't notice and we all go back home
>old man in jalopy bumps into relatively new car
>trade insurance info and move on. I thought nothing of it
>sophomore year starts
>dad gets sarcoma
>grades slip because of that
>depression
>lose friends
>gain 70lbs
>become start going on halfchan
>still think nothing of it
>Junior year, become big cheese club leader and student Gov't shit, along with getting buddy-buddy with some teachers
>all shit hits fan around the end of 2nd semester, same time dad got sick last year + around same time truck hit 2 years ago.
>New bitch president who hates my living guts for some reason convinced some sandniggers to spread rumors about me being into some wierd shit or something.
>think about this
Ffw to this Summer after Junior year
> finally got off of college classes and begin playing Minecraft with some autistic fags I met online, my only friends at this point
> was light insomniac before Summer but am now 3 days unslept
> Have reoccuring dreams of a place like the backrooms, but more akin to my old apartment complex.
> begin to randomly hallucinate
>get fatter
>no matter what plans I make to leave the house or improve myself, they are never realized.
I think it might be the rocks. Dog died soon after, as did all the above shit. It's been a downwards slope.
I want to know if there's some truth to the rocks being the cause. Am I cursed or something? What do I do? I have no better place to turn and nobody else I can talk to. With English being my 3rd language this all might be hard to read
I need help