Hello all my dedicated readers. For those of you who read my last post, "Depression", you should know that I had been considering suicide and running away. I am no longer considering suicide. I am thinking about running away, but not thinking "Hmm, should I make everyone's life better and just leave?" I've thought about running away for a while though, so depression hasn't got me stuck on this subject. I think I need a psychiatrist. I need someone to talk to, someone I can express what I'm really feeling inside. I can't explain it all to demy or Meg. I just need a break. My birthday has been better, but this year has made second place. And that's only because I was exceedingly depressed about family stuff. I'm a lot better now, still a little depressed, but not suicidal like I was an hour ago. Oh, don't worry, this won't be the last post from me.
Your still depressed blogger, Crystal Poppin'
You have no idea what suicide is. Try it at 8, not even knowing what the word meant, bawling your eyes out trying to shove a pair of safty scissors in your heart because you think your parents don't-and won't-ever love you as much as your brother. Try that.-MEG
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