You'd think a diary were supposed to be kept secret. that you'd try to hide it from the world so no one knew your embarrassing moments; all the times you'd messed up; your dark thoughts; and your deep, dark secrets. but not this diary. this diary is for the eyes of whoever should come across it. because then, even after I'm long gone, people would still be able to find it. people would know of my existence even whilst it was no longer. and that's pretty amazing, if you think about it. not being famous, or having done anything particularly life changing, but people who've never met you knowing your name after death.
and maybe this could even encourage people. or maybe it will just show people the darker side of humanity. who knows? it all depends on my progress. wether I keep on living, and finally feel happy, or until the thoughts consume me and I'm gone forever.