I met Andy biersack and I reached out to him and it means everything to me and its what has been keeping me strong and I got to meet him. But things are worse and there isn't many reasons for me to hang on anymore. Other than friends I have no future. I have no life. Music isn't helping anymore it's making it worse. I can't eat anymore with out purging. I can't drink anymore with out crying. I can't sleep anymore. I can't be around people anymore. Going to school makes me want to kill myself even more I used to enjoy it now I just hate it. Everything's changed I used to have a loving family. Now all I have is very few friends. And people who pretend to care. Today I cut in the bathroom. Ive been hiding it from everyone because I don't want to be seen struggling I've held it in too long. And getting so much attention hurts. I don't know what to do. But you probably don't care so anyways. This is probably the last you'll hear from me for a while. Sorry
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Living With Depresession
Non-FictionThis is based off of my story with depression but tweaked a little bit