Disclaimer: this part does talk about thoughts and actions of “logging out”, so be warned
Pt 5
After the argument was over, I was basically a wreck. In my head, I wanted to drill back at her, to show her how much she and server leader had hurt me, to hurt them back. Not physically.
This is why I give this advice: when you’re THAT upset, never be alone. Don’t let yourself be alone. Because you’ll get consumed by your thoughts and do something you can’t take back. Ever.
When I went to go to bed, I wrote out letters to everyone I held dear, including server leader and best friend. Server leader’s letter was just another apology that said that I shouldn’t have tried to pull her down with me for not wanting to stand up for me or to help me. Best friend’s letter was NOT an apology. It was one that said that I loved her more than a friend, that I trusted her, and that she broke every ounce of love and trust I had. That I hoped she got whatever “love” she wanted, because turns out she wants to be in a relationship yet when she gets in one wants to leave it immediately? Funny.
I set my notebook aside, my own letter to myself laid out. It explained that Im a sensitive person, and that I’m sorry I let myself get this far into depression.
I’m not going to go into details on what I did, but I did go to sleep.
And I woke up.
I woke up alive and okay, as if someone refused to let me go. That’s how I like to put it.
I went downstairs like nothing happened, didn’t eat breakfast, and stared at my hands as they shook. I actually tried, and I was fine. It made me want to vomit. That I actually almost did that to my family, to my remaining friends, to my pets. I don’t think I’ll forgive myself for that.