Okay so whenever I join a group chat people are like "AWWW YOU'RE SO CUTE. THIS IS MY CHILD NOW". Like legit, this has happened so many times that I'm pretty much everyone's child now XD
Guess who's not dead! It's me! So yeah, physical therapy killed me yesterday. I've lost 5lbs and May be resorting somewhat back to my eating disorder, more stress, BUT BARELY ANY ANXIETY. YO. THAT GREAT. I still look healthy and my dirty Smol child is healthy as well. I've made many new friends, but it's always hard to forget the past.
Why do I want to die? Is it because We don't talk anymore? Is it because I'm forgotten? Broken? Dying Inside? Maybe it's my fault for driving you all away. I'd like to thank many people for making my life great. Somethings holding me back. To keep living. Help. I don't know what to do it where to go. You know who you are, so please, come back. Please. I considered you family. Please.
I'm done hiding from everyone. I'm so done. Give me bleach, and I'll drink it! Tell me to kill myself? Thanks for the reminder! ❤
Y'know, you probably know who the hell you are, but you know that I feel like you've left me here to die. Idk when or if I'll even kill myself. BE HAPPY YOUVE LEFT ME BEHIND. AT LEAST YOUVE HAD THE SENSE TO LEAVEVME KNOCKED INTO U
How's life, everyone? About my recently published story... It's a slight vent. See, I like to harm myslef not others, so if I ever do, tell me and I'll be glad to make up for it...