the first time i tried to kill myself i was 12.
in my head, i hadn't fully processed that i was ending my life, that i wouldn't wake up the next morning, and see my friends, my mom,. i didn't think about any of the things i would miss out on, like getting a girlfriend, starting high school, finding someone to love me for all i am. all i could think about in my most cloudy thoughts, my suicidal thoughts was that i was ready to go onto the next chapter of my life.
in that moment, my seemingly last moment the only thing i feared more than having to die was having to survive.
the only thing i feared more than having to break was having to rebuild.
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