These entries are a glimpse of my personal journey and struggle with Bipolar disorder and depression.
These entries may cause triggers so please be careful when you read.
If you need help please don't hesitate to call and ask for help...
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Things end when we least expect it. It's something that can not be stopped.
Friendship.
Love.
Life.
They all end.
At first it's scary but after many times it becomes something you expect, something you wait for, almost yearn to happen. You begin to feel it would better to be alone.
To have nothing.
There's no pain in nothing.
No loss.
But it's a lie.
You find yourself suffering more than ever before. Everyone, everything gone. Pushed away from you.
By you.
Alone.
It hurts more than things ending another way but you wanted it this way.
Didn't you?
The scars, pain and tears got worse. So, you sit there thinking that maybe if you end one more thing it would be better...
