Here I am, sharing what happens to be the worst moments of my life. A story no one has been able to crack, a secret that only existed in my heart and maybe in the hearts and minds of those involved if they regard it as anything anyway.
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.