Patching Up
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Last published Tue, Jul 21, 2015
I am Logan Bradenton.
Like most adolescents, I am going through one of the worst phases of life. I am an outcast, and I am also a bit depressed if I could even call it that. The angst and insecurity, along with the problems that keep piling up like a stack of cards are beginning to get to me. A bit more and I might snap. That terrifies me.
There are times I long for that easy way out, times when I think about the many ways I can escape this miserable excuse of a life. Most of the time the pain is too excruciating, and I can barely hang on. It is exhausting to keep trying. I don't think I have the strength to keep fighting. I think I may even be, for the slightest bit, suicidal. It is only a matter of patching up before I am inflicted with serious damage.
(Not final description thing crap ^ still working on it) Started writing: April 2013
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