my head is a complete and utter jungle.
It's fine one minute and completely scary the next.
Thoughts of suicide and desperation fill my head like a bad smell.
It's exhausting because it is all I can think about.
Something so small like an innocent argument between my siblings and I can lead to me thinking about ending myself.
I don't know how to fix it, I feel ashamed about getting help because I feel too prideful. I'm trapped inside my own head. It's saddening and depressing but I'm sure I am going to get better.
