I sat in my bedroom, thinking. Niall left, I was all alone... he couldn't stand the thought of what he did to me. So he left me, it was a few months ago that he left. I still couldn't believe it, everything I continued to live for was gone. My depression and anxiety was worsening, you didn't know about that did you? Well you know now, I have hidden it the best to my ability. I can't anymore, I'm removing my mask and underneath it, I'm broken.
I slowly walked to the kitchen and opened the fridge, nothing my fridge was completely empty. I sighed even if I had food it wouldn't have been any good, I haven't paid my bills. What's the point? Especially when you are waiting for this day, the day you never thought about when you were a kid. The day your family Prayed to never come, the day my parents lost their little girl. The day you kill yourself, I have nothing to lose.
I opened my medicine cabinet, I took a look at all of the anti depressants that failed to make me happy. I grabbed the sleeping pills and poured them into my hand not caring how many I took. I swallowed as many as I could and continued to take more and more until I slowly drifted away.
My life flashed before my eyes, all of the weed the drugs the cigarettes the sex. None of that was worth it, finally I saw Niall his beautiful face. I took a deep breath and smiled my first smile that I did in a long time. Everything faded away..
