i want to die. right now. this very second. i want to slash my wrist and overdose on pills. i don’t want to be breathing. i want my fucking life to end. i’m sick of the stress, the bullshit, the pain, i’m fucking done.
but do i really want this?
what about my sisters? my exstepdad? my friends? my aunts and uncles and cousins? what would they do when they heard the news that i killed myself?
i almost did it this time. what is going to happen next time?