chapter eighteen

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~10th July~

Dear Jake,

My mood swings have come to be an intense fear of mine at this point. I find it terrifying that I can be incredibly happy to deeply depressed in a matter of seconds, I haven't even left my friends in Sri Lanka yet and I'm already suicidal as fuck. See Jake, this is what I do to myself all the time I get attached to people and eventually they leave just like everyone else and I'm just left here all alone. This isn't happening just because I'm leaving my friends it's happening because in about a month I'll be back in school, back where my bullies have utter power over me and back where my inner demons take control. I'd literally very much rather die than return to that shithole but it's not like I have a choice, am I right?

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