its 11:30 at night and I wanna die

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Fuck. I want to die so fucking much. But then there's all of my friends. Fuck. I've already got scars and I have enough pills in my room to do the deed but I'm trying to not do it cz I love my friends. FUCK!!!

Its not like I have a shit life, I have okay parents great friends. But my brother insults me every chance he gets and I have horrid self esteem and I fucking want to fucking do it. Pop each of the little blue pills and swallow. I know how I'd do it and what I'd change into. But seriously. I can't. Fuck.

Just fuck it. I'm sick of this shit. Im so fucking sick of it. Fuck. I hate this. My parents don't even think I have depression. Really you fuck tards? Im about 97% sure I do and as you won't take me to a therapist or to even the doctors how the hell am I supposed to get better?

how the hell am I supposed to feel any bettef if no one believes me? Im so sick of this hell I'm living.

Make the voices go away. I'm sick of them. Every time I see myself in the mirror I have voices screaming insults and that one voice that says quietly you look nice. But I can't hear it. I wanna make them go away.

Bi.

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