I was sitting in my office chair at my desk in my room, I was holding a paper cutter and looking at it as I know I'm a wolf is playing on replay, I'm starting to become depressed, I feel like seeing how sharp my paper cutter is, I start to become more depressed, I grab a rubber ban and put it on my wrist, and I start to pull on it and let it go, my friend then calls me and we start talking about depression and what it would be like if we were not alive and how others would maybe feel if we were gone, my nights ain't always fun, when you are alone left with your demons.
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My madness
Non-FictionA short story About depression, self harm and suicide attempt this story is based off how I feel at times and things I've done.. This is a way also for those who do now understand depression (Also I'm writing this as a way for u to understand why I...
