28 parts Complete When you're depressed and get dragged to a summer camp and nothing makes sense yet a lot happens.
I once read that 'dying' is an art. Dying feels like hell. It feels real. But- if I were to rate the ache on a scale of 0-10, I'd say 7, or maybe 6. Dying doesn't hurt the one who died, it hurts the ones who were left behind to watch the one die. Suffering, I believe, hurts more. Suffering is a 10. Suffering kills you on the inside. It snatches your feelings leaving behind skin and bones but ironically gives you a choice between dying and living. This is about suffering. This is about me.