Perplexed, melancholy, devastated- you may wonder why does I felt that way. But instead of surrounding myself around negativity, I decided to write a short story. Which turned my negativity, into positivity and productivity.
All the times I've had panic attacks, bad thoughts, etc. Basically all that shitty stuff. Warning: mentions of self harm, negative thoughts, and generally just depressing shit.
Updates will happen whenever as I write when stuff happens to me because this is actually a non-fiction story. It doesn't seem like I'll be running out of things to write about any time soon though.