Virgil (Anxiety) Sanders

I hope to read more of My Prince sometime soon. I just love that you are both writing different points of view to the same story. It makes it even more interesting that way. It's already interesting but that just adds to it.

Does anyone get to the point where they break and you just put on your loudest pair of headphones and blast a playlist on Spotify, full volume, dealing with the pain of your migraine hat you had and the sound not helping while thinking of the least painless way to leave this planet?
          I've had a bad night, and it only got worse as it turned to morning. I've already cut this morning, breaking a promise to many, including my boyfriend, saying that I won't. My parents don't care since my mom hot me and my dad ignores me. The only thing keeping me from ending it is slowly slipping away, and I don't know what to do anymore.
          I've been sitting here, looking at my medication that I take daily (which I haven't yet), and thinking that overdosing is a good idea.
          To my family, my depression is all in my head and I'm their "attention whore of a daughter" and all that. I've tried to reach for help, but all my "friend" say is "don't do it" and "we care and love you," but after that ignore it. It's like I don't matter.
          I'm just an overly emotional person that is being selfish by thinking I'm suffering, right? I mean, I've lost everything. My home, my parent's love, my self-love, ability to eat, motivation to do anything, and I'm slowly losing my friends because I'm "too self-absorbed" and "acting like a spoiled brat who isn't getting their way," according to everyone.
          Honestly, I dunno why I'm even saying this. Maybe my mind is trying to have me reach out to more people, hoping someone would actually give a damn and try to do something to help, or maybe it's my mind's way of showing how weak I am.
          No ones gonna read this anyway... Sorry for the rant, sorry for wasting your precious time.

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