Okay.
Lets talk about a very, depressing, topic.
Suicide.
There was a point of time in my life when I wanted to die.
Ill tell you why I didn't do it.It was because I thought about it.
About how other people would feel.I knew some people would really miss me.
I knew some people would never know me.
I thought to myself, Do I really want to be that selfish?
And yeah, I am getting better. Im working on stoping cutting my skin.
I honestly dont really expect much things in life.
But atleast I got help.
I cried myself to sleep whenever I had a bad day.
I still do.
I cry.Thats my escape.
It doesn't matter where im at.
Ill stop there because I know people wont read this.
And even if you do, you probably dont want to hear how I survived.
Heck, you probably just stumbled across this book ramdomly.But thanks for taking the time to read this, random person on the internet.♡
YOU ARE READING
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DiversosIn which I talk about random shit and have laughs. And rant-