Dear Diary,
Every-time life gets hard, I just wish to no longer live. Why is that always my go-to thought?
Why does it seem easier to just disappear than to struggle, or hurt? It's like this is just how my brain functions, I wish it didn't. Sometimes when I'm driving, I wonder to myself "What if I just swerve off the road? What will happen? Will I die?" I know I shouldn't think like that. I just disassociate from the world and get lost in my thoughts. Sometimes things feel cloudy, it feels like I'm not really here. It's scary.
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Everything I Couldn't Say..
Short StoryDear Diary, Here's everything I've wanted to say, but couldn't. Trigger warning: suicide, death, depression. If you take time to read this, thank you <3