SO this is not part of the story but part of what I feel (yuck, feelings🤢)
Im having fun with my new friends but some are just as deppresed as I am (well not as deppresed as I am but idek), and idk what to do. I want to help them but I don't know how. I don't know how to comfort them, and it hurts. Just imagine, someone is about to kill themselves, and then you say something wrong... It can all end because of one wrong sentence, one wrong word, one wrong move, it feels like that. So all I can do is listen, nod, and watch them unfold. But to those who are reading this I just want to tell you all that, I maybe not continue this, why? Cause I'm on the verge of ending it all, and if I end it all there would be no one to continue this story anymore, it would just be like dust. You notice it and it annoys you. I'm sorry that this story is a bit shitty (a lot) and it's very negative but please understand that its a my way to get out of reality.
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{My Mental Health}
General FictionJust updates on my mental disorders/habits/health. I know you won't read this, you must be thinking that I'm an attention seeker. Just think that this is just my way of releasing what I feel inside. And I just decided on sharing it with You. (Trigg...
