You know when you lock yourself in your room with unleaving thoughts and your crying, you feel your heart break into a thousand of little pieces. Making yourself physically ill. thinking this is the end of your story, it's your time to go...
No matter what I don't want you to give up, you can't chat to me, rant at me get it all off your chest im here for you, it will get better even if its the littlest change, you'll slip up but you can go back stronger. Stronger than before. You will be okay, it'll get worse before it gets better but your not alone, your family, friends, boyfriend/girlfriend anyone else who matters will care support you. It does get better. You just need to fight for yourself...
