Replaced

It's hurts feeling that you have been replace by your friend, but a whole new level of pain & hurt that you get from feeling you've been replace in your own family. Then when those to mix together you start to think no one will miss you when you're dead. This thought of being dead rolls around in your head all day and all night. It never leaves you. You can put on a smile and be 'happy' but you're really having suicidal plans in your head. It's like the little devil is on your shoulder saying 'Do it. Just do it already. No one will care if your dead. You're just a wast of space.' That's when it becomes real & you're laying on the floor with an empty medicine bottle in your hand....